Sunrise In Winter (Volume I): The Past Never Last

Chapter 9

My beloved daughter come at me, lay in your bed, so you can rest~

Sleepy eyes, comfy bed~

well the night just came.. i wish you can dream nicely~

No nightmares can shake your fears but a heavenly sleep for my lovely kid~

As the time passes your eyes may slowly, slowly closed~

Together with your teddy bear, you keep hugged the most~

Goodnight my dear sweet heart. Mama is about to go~

Just closed your eyes and you will know~

My mama used to sang a song to me, no wonder why i always felt lonely in their company, hindi ko na maalala ang dahilan ng pag alis nila pero hindi ko naman makikilala si bastian kung sa kaling hindi sila nawala. To be honest very thankful ako, kaso ang presensya ng magulang ko na nag alaga saakin ay nakakatampo. I can still hear the song where my mom seranates that melody that fullfil my inner child's dream. That dream that keeps me awake every night wishing that it won't passed.

Lumipas man ang panahon ngunit lahat ng alaala sa nakaraan ay mistulang naka tatak; Hindi mawawala, hindi maitatago, hindi rin malilimutan. kundi ay maging memorya sa kung ano man ang naganap noon sa nakaraan. Iilan ay magaganda, pero iilan naman ay hindi. Maraming nag sasabi na isa lamang itong aral sa mga desisyon na nakaharap sa atin bilang tao.

Upang matuto at mag karoon ng mas maayos na desisyon....Pero, papano nga't kung ang nakaraan na iyon ay nanatili paring hindi na sasagot?

Naka-kulong

Naka gapos..

Hindi makalaya

Hindi makalimot.

...

"Sue, you're not alone anymore!!"

That was the first time i heard someone tells me that, i can still remember the day he promised me a word..

"Ipapangako ko na hahanapin natin ang mama mo, sasamahan kita hanggang pag tanda kahit na maraming hadlang ang mag patigil sa pag laki mo, your a wonderful person sue!!"

It is one of the most beautiful words I've heard, even today, i'still hold it as my lucky charm. My reasons why i shouldn't stop dreaming.

kuya bastian, he is the only person who protects me from those bullies.

He also do things to help me.

Some people thought us to be lovers, but no bastian and i are more on that.

We are friends that treat ourselves as family.

A bond.

After a long day, someone adopts us...our foster parents name julia and mikamoto. He's a Japanese and julia was a russian.

Bastian and i had separate rooms, may sariling kama, laruan at higit parron ay ang pag trato samin na parang tunay nilang anak.