SIMULA
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Do all people feel like they are not part of the world? Invisible…Unseen, worthless, like a shadow vanishing into thin air.
A ghost in a crowd.
Simula nang mawala si daddy naiwan ako sa pangalawang asawa niya parang wala na akong halaga. My existence doesn't matter anymore.
“Totoo bang may multo dito?”
“Ang creepy naman kasi ng house niyo it needs makeover!”
“You guys try to sleep please!”
“If your ghost here is sexy and beautiful, it's mine.”
“Oy gagi! Pati ba naman multo?”
“Haha why not?”,
A ghostly figure. I’m always hidden from their sight.
“Haha! Ang bastos mo!”
“Perv!”
Ang ingay ng mga kaibigan ni kuya, lumalabas ang boses nila mula sa kwarto niya. They are always here every summer, it's like a tradition pero hindi ko pa sila nakikilala, and I’m not planning to.
Nakaramdam na naman ako ng kirot sa dibdib ko. How I wish I can have a life the same as what he has.
His circle is so wide, he always shine at mahal ng lahat. Malungkot nga lahat ng tao dito sa bahay tuwing wala siya. He’s surrounded by laughter, happiness that I don't have, I’m always the invisible.
He still have a complete family, a mom and dad. Hindi ko nga alam kung anong lugar ko sa bahay na ‘to. Bakit nandito pa ako?
Ano pa ba silbi ko sa mundong ‘to?
Isinara ko na ang pinto ng kwarto ko, para lang sana uminom ng gatas. Tatalikod na sana Ko nang biglang bumukas ang pinto ni kuya.
It's one of his friends of course.
All of the lights are already turned off. Only the light from outside coming from the end window, serves as the only source of light in this hallway.
I halted when she stared at me. She's not supposed to see me. Natulala ako sandali nang titigan niya ako.
“Ghost?”
Natulala ako sandali nang sabihin niya iyon. Pero sanay na ako, simula bata palang kami dahil siguro hindi ako masiyadong nagpapakita sa tao at halos buong araw nakakulong lang ako sa kwarto ko kaya marami silang natatakot sa akin.
They always label me as ghost kahit mga bagong katulong namin. They always see me as a ghost.
“Ghost!” I think I might have scared her. Kanina pa sila dito at hindi ako lumabas dahil ayokong maging istorbo.
