After re-heating a day old lasagna in the microwave, I made my way up the stairs and into my sister's room. I opened the door slowly, careful not to wake her up. Peering into her room, I saw her sleeping quietly under her covers with Penny, her stuffed penguin, cradled in her arms. She was only eight years old but she was already a lot more mature than me.
I remember when my father left, she was only six years old and I was afraid she wouldn't understand why he was leaving. But both mom and I were surprised when she didn't cry at all. I still remember what she said when I asked her about it.
"Dad just needs some time for himself. He'll be back."
I don't know about the last part but, maybe she was right about the first one.
I slowly closed the door and made my may to my own room. There was nothing for me to do so I grabbed my guitar from the corner and plopped down on my bed. I closed my eyes and just strummed a random melody. Memories of my high school days spent writing songs resurfaced from my mind. Sometimes I would even skip lunch just because I had an idea for a song that I needed to get on paper before I forgot. I convinced myself that songwriting was what I wanted to do in the future. My songs would be sung by famous singers and everyone would be clamoring for me to write songs for them. But that was a distant dream now.
Sighing, I placed the guitar beside me on the bed and grabbed my phone. My phone was more for apps than messaging in all honesty. I mean I literally had no friends to text. I went to the App store and scrolled through the free apps. I wasn't really looking for anything in particular, just something to distract myself for a few hours.
I yawned in my hand and was about to put away my phone when I saw a peculiar app. Its name was 'Phantasm' and had no review nor downloads. Poor app, no one cares about you. Like me. I tapped it and read the description. But there was only one line written on it.
I can make all your dreams come true.
Now that sounded like a porn tag. But it was still weird because the icon was just a red P with a black background. Of course that could stand for porn but... why hasn't anyone downloaded it then? I debated whether to download it or not. It was definitely weird but if I don't like it then I could just delete it, no harm done, right?
Finally, after about two minutes, I decided that there was no harm in trying it out. The moment I saw it downloading, I placed my phone on the nightstand and let my eyes drift off to sleep. I began to wonder when my life would change, or if it ever would. Well there's no point thinking about the what-ifs now.
Maybe tomorrow would be better.
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My eyes slowly fluttered open when sunlight hit my face from the window. I really didn't want to get up yet but-wait what time was it? I fumbled around the nightstand for my phone and raised it up to my face once I had it. I was expecting to see the time but I saw a pop-up on the screen instead. Careful not to let the guitar beside me fall on the floor, I sat up on my bed and wiped my eyes.
Finally, I started to focus on my phone. The background was dark red and there was a pop-up window in front of it.
Do you agree with the terms and conditions?
At first, I was confused but then I remembered the app I downloaded last night. Was this the Phantasm app? I pressed the agree button without looking at the terms and conditions. I mean, who reads those things anyway?
The moment I pressed the button, however, my phone suddenly shut down. Did I forget to charge my phone? I was trying to find my charger in the drawer when I felt my phone vibrate. I breathed a small sigh of relief when I saw the apple logo on the screen. Good, it must've just restarted. I really couldn't afford a new phone so I needed to take care of this one.
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Phantasm (Phantasm, #1) - Camila/You
Fanfiction"Careful what you wish for..." An absent father. A poor home. A dream shattered on the ground. Your life has always been full of struggles and sacrifices. Even with the presence of your loving mother and sister, you can't help but feel like you were...
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