She's The Cursed Goddess (Self-Published)

II: New Parent

As if someone bewitched me or cursed me for eternity.

Three months later, another couple who couldn't bear a child of their own adopted me. I have strong disagreement about it but Sister Isabel, the head of this orphanage, kept on telling me it was not my fault that my previous parents died. She said, it was their life fate that God set for them.

Therefore, I had no choice.

Wala naman akong problema sa pangatlong magulang ko, kaya nakasundo ko kaagad sila. Two years naman ako sa mga bisig nila. They provided me luxurious home, material things that every teenager dreamed of, and their unconditional love. One month and a half ago, where I was almost raped by those scumbags, another devastating incident happened.

Gabi ng araw na 'yon nang biglang sumiklab ang malakas na apoy sa buong bahay namin. Me and Mom had a small fight that night. The same night, fate took them away from me.

Katulad nang nangyari sa mga previous parents ko, hindi sila nakaligtas. They left me with some of their properties, but their relatives shoved me away and blamed me everything. That it's my fault why they are both dead.

They even insulted me by saying, "You bring bad luck to everyone who provides you love, you ungrateful brat!"

Of course, masakit sa damdamin. I even almost brought bad luck to myself the same night when the accident happened. Maybe, they are all right. It seems like I would live like this for eternity, suffering.

The mean orphan girls inside here are considering me as the 'queen of orphanage'. Sinabi pa nila sa akin na baka rito na ako habang buhay. Nakaiirita man pakinggan, pero tila ba'y unti-unti ko ng tinanggap ang posibilidad na 'yon. Sobrang hirap maging kalaban ang mundo.

Napahinto ako sa pagmuni-muni sa labas ng bintana nang biglang marinig ko ang pagbukas ng pintuan ng aking kuwarto.

"Sabrina."

I quickly wiped the tears running down my cheeks. And bit my lower lip to stop myself from crying again.

"Are you crying?"

Hindi ko siya sinagot. Wala akong pakialam kung madre pa siya. I turned myself wearing my usual expression, emotionless.

"Are you crying, Sabrina?" tanong niya ulit sa akin.

I looked at her in disbelief.

"What do you need? I need to spend time alone," malamig kong saad sa kaniya.

Disrespect 'yon, I know. Bakit? Kung ibabahagi ko ba ang mga problema ko sa kaniya mababawasan ba ang lahat ng 'yon? 'Di ba hindi? It will stay in my mind and my heart forever. Therefore, it's better to kept it to myself.

"Let's go, someone wanted to see you." Pagbibigay alam niya sa akin at nginitian ako nang matamis sa kabila ng tinuran ko sa kaniya.

Matapos marinig ang sinabi niya, bigla-biglang sumikdo nang mabilis ang puso ko. Tinamaan na naman ako ng takot. Natatakot ako na baka mangyari na naman ang kinatatakutan ko. Ayoko na. Pagod na pagod na ako.

"No."

Her forehead furrowed and she looked at me puzzled.

"But, why? She wanted to adopt someone like you," nagtatakang tanong niya sa akin.

"I said, no!" I was surprised when I raised my voice against her.

Napaupo na lamang ako sa pinakadulo ng kama ko at napahagulgol ng iyak. Umupo naman siya sa tabi ko at pinunasan ang aking mga luhang nagbagsakan sa aking pisngi gamit ang kaniyang mga kamay.

"It's better to cry, child," she said, tapping my shoulder.

"Ayokong maulit ang mga nangyaring masama sa tatlong nagdaang mga magulang ko. Ayoko," hagulgul kong sabi at kaagad din naman niya akong niyakap.

"Why don't you try again? Just remember, it's not your fault, okay?" Pagpapatahan niya sa akin.

Kahit ayaw ko man ay wala pa rin akong magagawa. Kahit na takot na takot ako sa posibleng mangyari, hindi na lamang ako kumibo at sumama sa kaniya palabas ng kwarto. Paglabas namin sa kwarto, dumiretso kami sa opisina at nabungaran ko ang isang babaeng nakangiti sa akin nang matamis.

I looked at her from head to toe. I couldn't stop myself, but kept on glancing at her. Hindi ko alam kung ano ang masasabi ko. It seemed like she's the epitome of perfect beauty. And I had this feeling that I somehow knows her even though I don't know where I met her or when. My heart was pounding as fast as running horses when she suddenly hugged me tightly.

Hindi ko man gustong aminin, pero ang gaan-gaan ng pakiramdam ko matapos niya akong yakapin nang ganoon.

"You are Sabrina, right?"

Hindi ako sumagot.

"Sabrina, meet Miss Katarina Sabrina Miller. Miss Miller, meet Chantara Sabrina," pagpapakilala ni Sister Isabel. When she's done introducing Miss Miller, she glanced at me. "She will be your new parent, Sabrina. Be good to her," she added.

I don't know why, but I am glad that we both had 'Sabrina' on our names.