Fallen to 19teens

Kung mapapansin nyo, di lahat ng mga sinusulat natin ayos sa paningin ng iba, ibat ibang reaksyon, sari saring opinion dahil di lahat ng tao dumaan sa pare parehas na baitang sa paglaki. Ibat ibang aspeto at mga impluwensya ang dumapo satin habang tayo lumalaki at nagkakamuang pero isa ang tiyak ko. Lahat tayo pare parehas lumabas sa nanay natin.

Sa mga nangyayari satin may mga bagay na hindi maintindihan, at mga impresyon na di mo alam kung para sayo nga ba. Akala mo ok na, pero di papala.

Parang reaksyon lang ng driver sa isang lubak lubak na daan.

Kung magrereact dito ang isang baguhan, sasabihin nito mahirap, baka mabalaho ako at din a makaalis pero kaya yan, nagsisimula palang ako.

Isang driver na umaasa lamang sa pagmamneho.

Naku, masisira ang gulong ko dito wala pa naman ako pambili.

Driver – Pambihira! Anu bang pinaggagwa ng gobyerno natin, san ba napupunta ang buwis na binabayad ko, sa Pangungurakot! Diyos ko po!

Driver – Ayos to, Extra challenge! Hehehe

Isang daan, pero ibat ibang reaksyon, reaksyong depende kung ano ka ngayon o kung pano ka lumaki sa lipunang ito.

Bagong gupit ka, todo gel ka pa. Feeling mo pagharap mo sa salamin, paran artista ka na. And perfect ka na, at makakabingwit ka na ng chicks sa labas.

Paglabas mo anung maririnig mo?

1 Kakilalang mahilig mangAlaska – Wow, gagong gupit ah. ( sabay ngiti mo at yabang. Ang Pogi ko) buhay pa gumupit sayo? (kokontrolin ang sarili at walang irereak )

2 Kakilalang may crush sayo – Hi, bagay sayo gupit mo. (smile hanggang tenga)

Pero walang kinalaman yan dito dahil ginugulo lang kita.. wahahaha

Ito ay istorya ng dalawang tao na malalaman mo pagbinasa mo ang mga susunod na salita…

Its was Sunday morning and the rain is falling,

I have this story:

There was this boy, who fell in love with this girl.

They become friends, best of friends

And one night the boy realizes he was falling in love;

Do you wanna know who the girl was?

The girl who the boy fall in love with, is the girl I’m dancing right now.

- This is the sound, the line that rhymes on my head, will I tell this story?

The night is perfect, cold, with the lights dancing... Music all over my ears, the people are on their good dress seems like I’m the only one sweating.

Until I’m next in line, I hear the sound of my name traveling like the sounds wave and it’s my turn. I rub my hand and stand up, smiles and stood straight.

I walk through the line like, I have no idea what I’m gonna do, I grab those roses.

Looking in her eyes, letting the rose grab by her hands as my hands holds his hands. Its perfect hold, my other hands are on her shoulders. And we starts swinging like, we are only one on the floor. I’ve forget the music; it’s been silent all the time. Until these words comes through my mouth, hey I have this story…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

After the story, I got a blank stare and the music seems to be louder, I can see people as if she didn’t hear my story, maybe I’m gonna tell it again until, I felt her hands are on my shoulders and she’s staring at me. Its seems that the cold air becomes colder that it even numbs my feet, and my hands just go where it was on her waist… and another thing that I was aware of is the next dancer are on my back. I walk back on my seat, thinking that did all that happen just like it was a dream. To awake me in the night my friend talked to me and ask me what happen and I say; I tell her a story. And my friend taps me in the back just like I was on the other world. I’m back now, and sort of confusing. I just listen and watching calm during the night. Until it’s all over.

The night is calm, stars are shining bright, and I can’t sleep it’s nearly dawn, and I'm just thinking if it’s was heard. I close my eyes and……………..

Until one day, the girl wakes up with somebody else walking on the seashore taking some picture with his boyfriend.

The guy woke up, walking alone treating patients with long term illness.

It’s been a few days before I knew it was a nightmare but I have to continue to school, walking in the lobby seeing friends, and I hope I didn’t see her but unluckily she’s at by back and spank my back and did tell me how am I doing. Well things flashes back on my mind, and said to my self she did not hear my story at all. Quite disappointment this day but it must continue. Told her that I’m ok and she looks good today.

Class are starting

I realize when its English class, that I should have somewhat make distance with her, to control this feeling but unluckily again the class was alphabetically arranged and ended up sitting with her. Common, it’s just a 1 hour of racing heartbeat and cant focus syndrome will come but when I’m ready to ask her bout the story then the bell rang and it was all slept away.

No chances of asking her today, but I text her, no reply either. I think it’s a matter of go home without bye. I was about walking to the gate of the school when, she grab me and take me to ride and ended up in a church. I was quite amazed what’s happening but she is silently walking through the church, and I follow her. She kneel and I kneel like I was her shadow and I start to here voices and feel the cold wind of the afternoon.

Blank stare, dark environment and the wind still blowing as it whisper, “bless me, bless my family and bless my new boyfriend besides me”

I smile and open my eyes, as if to know it was true. Today is 26 of September 1905.

I was so overwhelm happy, my story was heard. Yes it was!

She did embrace me with her warm comfort and told me that she love me, I thought the story of mine was all taken by the sounds. I heard all of them, it was nice and thoughtful and praying is the one I thought would repay your story she said.

I kiss her in the forehead, and we go home with the smile on our face. It’s the wind that makes us feel the moment.

Months pass, and where being a happier couple, together with dreams and in class we shared different hardship and overcome obstacle.

Until it’s a hopeless one of a kind romantic story, full of adventures and falling of tears but just a dead end road to begin with.

The ring, the proposal made to be wedding invitation, the 100 pieces of paper puzzle, the teddy bear. The house and the car, the Hold up incident, the debut and debut. The hunter valley, the course of course. Turns to fumesssss…………….

(the truth is I’m on my way putting much details in this story of mine but when I start browsing the pictures of the past, in the web, I realize something and the puzzle idea just flow away like a silentwenty1 )

To be continued………………………………………..