Ended Up With Color Blue

PROLOGUE

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Prologue

Life is so colorful, it’s up to you if you want to color it, how to give beauty and meaning, your own crayon is in your hands.

A loud slap landed on my cheek, its sound echoing in every corner of our house. I just remained silent while looking down. 

"Do you have no choice but to ruin our family's reputation? How many times has this happened and you haven't learned yet!" Dad shouted at me while pointing his finger. I could see the angry emotion in his eyes.

I could do nothing but keep quiet and listen to his sermons. "Your mommy won't be happy with what you're doing! When are you going to get out into the fights you're having at school? When are you going to stop bullying your classmates? Answer me!" I looked up at dad. He still doesn't lose his sharp gaze on me. 

"I'm not going to change, I'm this dad and no one can change me." Dad closes his eyes in annoyance. “What if your mommy is still here, what will she say––"

"Don't mention her dad! She's already gone––"

"Do you also not respect your mommy? It's not her fault that she left us because of her sickness." My chest tightened. Mommy said she would fight for me but no, she didn't so I'm like this now.

Dad blew air. "Apologize to those you hurt at school––" 

"I won't do that," I said coldly. I'm not the kind of person who knows how to apologize, so maybe everyone is mad at me but I don't have a paw.

My life is like garbage, thrown away. Nothing has been right in my life, black color wraps the story of my life and I have no intention of giving it color. Bakit pa ako mag-aaksaya para gawin 'yun kung wala rin namang mapupuntahan ang buhay ko. 

"Farrel!" hindi ko na pinapansin ang pagtawag ni dad sa akin dahil mabilis akong naglakad palabas at dumeretsyo sa aking sasakyan. Mabilis kong pinaandar ang aking sasakyan hanggang sa makarating ako malapit sa bridge. 

When I’m always sad I always come here, I don’t even know why but I feel relieved in this place.

Hanggang ngayon nakasabit pa rin ang camera ko sa aking leeg. Ang pagkuha ng iba't ibang bagay ang nakakapag-pagaan sakin, gusto ko lang na maalala ko ang mga lugar na pinuntahan ko gamit ang pagkuha ng litrato nito. 

Bahagya kong hinaplos ito. Niregalo ito ni mommy sakin hanggang ngayon alagang alaga ko pa rin dahil ito ang huling regalo na natanggap ko mula sa kanya. 

Lumabas ako mula sa aking sasakyan at naglakad sa gilid ng bridge, maraming sasakyan ang dumadaan ngayon kahit gabi na, kitang kita mula dito ang mga iba't ibang ilaw na nagmula sa mga malalaking building. It's late but I still have no plans to go home, I know dad and I will fight again.

I grabbed my camera and aimed it at my eye, when I got the beautiful view I immediately clicked it. I smiled sparingly when I saw how beautiful the photo I took was, reflecting light on the water.

I was still not satisfied so I walked a bit to get another view, my eyes just focused on the camera while looking for a good view. 

Natigil ako sa paglalakad at nakakunot ang noo na nakatingin sa babae na nakasandal sa bakal ng tulay, wala ito sa sarili habang nakatingin sa kawalan. I could see the emotion in her eyes, I didn't realize I had clicked it.

Ang pwesto niya ay napakaganda, nagrereflect ang iba't ibang kulay sa kanyang mukha na galing sa mga fireworks sa kalangitan. Ang pagkuha ng larawan ay hindi lang dapat sa background o ganda ng pose ang kukuhanan mo ng litrato, bumabase ito sa kung paano ipakita ng isang tao ang kanyang emosyon.