That Place (Cuyo Island Series #1)

Prologue

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

This story is unedited so please expect grammatical errors, typographical errors, and loopholes. If you're looking for a perfect story, then this is not for you.

I wrote this story way back in highschool and I decided to finally publish it now, I hope you'll like it. Thank you guys. Please give it some love.❤️

-Ji

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Tahimik lang akong nakaupo sa teheras ng sinasakyan kong barko patungo sa probinsya. Simula no'ng magkaroon ng problema sa pagitan namin ng aking ama ay pinili kong tumungo ng probinsya upang doon na muna pansamantalang tumira kasama 'yong lola ko.

Masyado ng marami ang napagdaanan kong hirap sa Maynila. Simula sa problema sa tahanan hanggang sa paaralan. I had enough, so I decided to relax for a bit, catch some fresh air, and cleanse my mind.

I'm from a broken family, ilang years na rin simula no'ng mapawalang bisa 'yong kasal ng mga magulang ko, my mom is in Australia right now while my father is in Manila, I have a stepmother and she have a daughter, they're not that evil but I don't like them. I often had a fight with my dad, I simply doesn't understand why he's so mad at me.

Para sa isang 16 years old ay masyado na akong stress sa buhay. I almost killed myself back then noong naghiwalay 'yong parents ko. I'm so wasted that time that I couldn't even think straight kaya ko nagawa 'yong bagay na iyon, buti nga lang ay nakita agad ako ng katulong namin na nakahandusay sa kama ko at duguan dulot ng sugat na ginawa ko sa pulso ko.

I sighed as I reminisced those memories in my head.

I took my camera out as soon as I saw the beautiful yet very clean coast of Cuyo Island, one of the islands located at Palawan, 16 hours 'yong takbo ng barko mula Puerto Princesa bago makarating dito.

So you can keep me

Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans 🎶🎵

I immediately reached for my cellphone no'ng magring ito.

"Hello, nasaan na kayo?" I heard the voice of my grandma.

"Malapit na po, I can clearly see the coast." I answered.

"Gano'n ba? May ipinadala ako dyan na susundo sayo." My grandma is my second mother, even though text at call lang 'yong nagcoconnect samin, I'm still comfortable with her.

"Sige po Lola." I missed her, it's been six years since I last saw her personally. I've never been here at Cuyo, kasi ayaw akong payagan ni Daddy dahil masyadong malayo at mahirap 'yong biyahe papunta rito, I always wanted to go there dati at ngayon lang ako napagbigyan.

I'm now an incoming grade 11 student, and I'm planning to study here for a semester or so habang pinapalamig ko 'yong tensyon sa pagitan namin ni Daddy.

Ilang minuto makalipas ay dumaong na rin 'yong barko, agad kaming pinababa, isang maleta at backpack lang naman 'yong dala ko kaya hindi na ako nahirapan masyado, nakahiwalay kasi 'yong iba kong gamit at 'yong susundo nalang daw sa akin 'yong kukuha.