I ran so fast that I have even outran Chito towards our house. Adrenaline was pumping in and I felt my heartbeat as if it was pounding. There's this agitation that I can't explain. I am curious but at the same time worried and terrified, but I don't knew back then, what to feel .. AND WHAT TO THINK.

I am running towards our house back then and I remembered how all the people who knew me, all gazed at me in pity while I was running straight towards the house.
I ran like a wind, as fast as I could, but I don't know why, and I don't even  have a clue on what had happened.

But when I reached the not so far distance before our abode, I saw a huge mass of people gathered in front of our place.

When I reached our house, I was totally exhausted. My body covered with sweat, my hands placed in knees while my body's bent. I am still catching my breath.

I saw a huge commotion. There were a massive crowd surrounding our house. Gazing, looking, and trivializing.
There were cops all over the place, and the huge mass of our neighbors and bystanders were all staring at me, when they saw me came rushing.

"Red!!!", Chito's mother Mrs. Medina, rapidly came towards me with that anxious look at her face.

I barely couldn't catch my breath.. "What had happened Mrs. Medina?"

"Red... Your uncle and aunt... They were..", she turned her eyes on the ground when she spoke the last few words, "...they're dead."

I ran immediately in the house and pushed away the massive crowd that clogged my way through the front of our old simple house..

And as I was passing through the massive crowd of spectators, I saw the yellow line that says.. "POLICE LINE DO NOT CROSS" ..

I tried to enter towards it, but cops guarding the barricade yellow lines pushed me back and said, "Don't you saw the sign? Huh?! You crazy kid!!"

I replied in a terrified tone, as if catching my breath in so much panic..
"I am .... the nephew .... of the deceased!.... May I know what had happened?!"
I'm still beyond belief! I can't explain the feeling. I felt blank.

I knew in myself how terrible pain they have brought me.

But there was that kind of painful pity inside of me upon knowing that they were already dead. Perhaps, maybe, and I don't know, but I felt that they were the only one left of me, even though they almost beated me to death. Papa and mama had died, now my aunt and uncle.

I ask myself that very day a fatuous question, "Am I born with a curse, that everyone who came near me will die?"
Is my fate really that tragic? That's all I think way back that incident. I don't laugh at their death or show and vengeful feelings on them..

But..

Maybe, that's just it.. They reaped what they sow. I don't know. Each have their own fate, that's what I believed. And I don't know if you would agree. My knees began to tremble, my body weakened and I suddenly knelt on the ground because of too much agony.

I wagged my head. Tears fell from my eyes like river. And I punched the ground because of the sorrow and agony that I felt that day for myself.

"I don't know. I don't know. I don't know... Maybe this is my fate."
I said to myself while wagging my head, laughing and crying at the same time like a crazy foolish kid.

Still, I don't have any idea on what had exactly happened.. How did they died?

All people, and all our neighbors were looking at me in pity.

Then, Maria, our neighbor, Chito's sister, the eldest child of Mrs. Medina, came to comfort me, patting my head, gently.

Then she opened her mouth, and told me the whole story.. After she finished her story, I am beyond belief on what I have heard..

"Is that even really true?" I ask her and I also asked myself..

And you wouldn't even believe what had happened... It is the most lunatic and tragic event I have ever heard!

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