When The Clock Strikes at 12✔

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#WTCSA12
Abducted

Carmela

"Tita what are you doing?" I ask my Tita while she was tying me on the wooden chair.

"You should see my show."

"What show Tita? Is there a puppet show? Is there a clown? Magic?" I excitedly ask Tita.

I am a six year old girl who knows nothing but to play,play and play.

"Yes. Your bestfriend is here too."

"Really?" I wanted to jump because of joy but I can't because I was tied up.

I don't know where we are but all I know we're in a higher place. Or so I thought.

The lights suddenly turned off and all I can see is darkness. I was like a blind child who can't see anything except for darkness.

"Tita?"

A few minutes later the lights are back and I saw my bestfriend was tied up also in a chair. My bestfriend is four year older than me but it's okay.

"Let the show begin."

Dreams are some way to escape from our cruel reality in our world. Sleeping and Dreaming. Ang mga bagay na hindi natin nakukuha ay nakukuha natin sa panaginip. Ang mga bagay na gusto natin ay nakakamit natin sa panaginip. Ang love story na pinapangarap natin ay nakakamit natin sa ating panaginip. Money, Love, and Things.

If there is a good dream there is also a bad dream which we call night mare. I always have a nightmare. Nakakaloko man pakinggan pero nasasanay na ako.

Paulit ulit lang ang panaginip tuwing ipipikit ko ang mumunting mga mata ko. Hindi ko alam kung ano ang ibigsabihin nun pero wala na akong paki alam kung ano man iyon.

Dreams are sometimes true and some are our imaginations.

The sound of engines, beeping cars, shoutings, and greetings greeted me early in the morning.

Walking alone at the side road to our School is my early doings. I don't commute or use our car. I just don't want to. I prefer walking and breath the not-so-fresh air.

Tightly gripping at the strap of my bag pack. Hindi ko alam pero habang papalapit ako ng papalapit sa school ay pabigat ng pabigat ang pakiramdam ko. May masama na naman bang nangyayari?

Ayaw kong pangunahan ang nararamdaman ko pero hindi mawala ang kaba sa puso ko habang iniisip kung ano na naman ang nangyari.

Natatanaw ko na ang gate ng school namin. My brows meet each other when I saw many students at the gate like they are watching something. They are also some police cars and ambulance.

What the hell?

Agad akong tumakbo doon kung saan nagkukumpulan ang mga estudyante. Pinilit kong sumiksik kahit sikip na sikip at halos maipit na ako. Nagawa kong makalusot at nakarating sa unahan.

My eyes widened in horror of what I saw. Kei was lying on the stretcher bathing in his own blood. The right side of his lips was sewed and his left foot.... was cut off.

But before they could bring Kei inside the ambulance I saw a scar at Kei's neck same as mine and Art.

Hindi ko mapigilang hindi hipoin ang peklat sa leeg ko. This isn't a coincidence right?