August 22, 2017

Under the moonlight seeping inbetween the curtain, a girl was sleeping comfortably with her blanket wrapped tightly around her.

"I'm sorry..."

The voice echoed and she heard that, which left her body twitched but remained her eyes closed.

"I'm really sorry..." She heard it again and yet, she just wondered where is the voice coming from. It seemed like a typical drama created from the movie crew of her brain.

Hearing such voice made someone imagine as if it came from a beautiful gentle lady.

But why did she sound so sad? "I have to..."

"...for the future..." Her words started to disrupt. And... what did she say? For the future?

"I failed... but I..." Hey...! "This time... change.." I can't hear you! "...Meet him.. and don't..."

Speak louder...!

"...Don't die."

The voice stopped and she felt a liquid streaming down on her cheeks.

And she finally woke up.

She stretched her arms out and yawned as if na walang nangyari. Her name is Yuki Domingo and still a highschool student.

She stared at the window, thinking something.... May nangyari ba na dapat niya isipin?

She sighed. Hindi niya matandaan. She just did her routine, went to school and returned to house all alone.

She has no friends. The house was empty. When will this ever stop?

-Nothing permanent-

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