I am so confused right now. I don't know where I am or who the person in the doorway is but everything is just so familiar.
"Magsalita ka! Sino ka!?" He said as he brings out a pistol from the gun holster in his belt.
"Teka lang! Di ako masamang tao!" I said while raising both of my hands in the air. I am scared right now to the point where I am shaking and my eyes are closed. I don't know where I am or how I ended up here. The last thing I remember is reading the journal that my grandpa gave me.
I could hear the man's footsteps getting nearer so I braced myself for impact. He grabbed both of my hands and pinned both of them behind my back.
"Anong pangalan mo!?" The man shouted
"Z-zach! Zach I-ignacio ang pangalan ko." I replied while trembling.
"Ignacio? Saglet, ikaw ba ay pinsan ko?" The man asked
"Opo, ako nga po." I lied. I don't know this man but for some reason, he thinks I'm his cousin. I played along with it to avoid being shot by this scary person.
"Sorry! Di kita gustong takutin ng ganito, nabigla lang kasi ako at akala ko may magnanakaw. Hindi rin sinabi sakin ng ina na may parating palang bisita." The man said as he let go of me.
Honestly, I have no idea what the hell is going on. I am so scared and confused at the same time. I will just play along with whatever this man says so I don't provoke him.
"Ako nga pala si Juanico, nagtratrabaho bilang militar at isa ako sa bodyguard ng ating presidente, president Marc." He introduced himself
Wait did he just say president Marc? Isn't that dictator that got ousted by the people 33 years ago? I thought that dude is already dead. Also as far as I know the current president right now is his son, Marc Jr. Just what in the world is going on?
"President marc? Buhay pa siya?" I asked
"Bakit naman hinde?" He replied
"Bat ka nga pala nasa kwarto ko pinsan?" He asked
"Naghahanap lang ako ng cr tas nawala ako." I lied to him
"Ah kung ganon ay ituturo ko sayo. Paglabas ng kwarto ko kumanan ka lang at diretsuhin mo lang ang daanan. Nasa pinakadulo ang pinto ng aming Cr." He answered
"Salamat" I said as I hurriedly went to the bathroom and locked the door.
"Nananaginip ba ako?" I asked myself as I splash my face with some water in an attempt to refresh my mind.
That guy's name is the same as my grandpa's. Not only that, but he also looked like my grandfather when he was younger. And he thinks that I'm his cousin so that must mean we share the same surname. What the hell is going on?
As I exited the bathroom I heard the television is open. I went to investigate and saw the guy sitting on a couch.
"Oy pinsan andyan ka na pala, sorry ulit kanina ha natakot lang kasi ako." He said with an awkward laugh.
"Ay hinde ayos lang, naiintindihan ko naman kasi sundalo ka diba?" I am not sure wether he is a soldier or not but since he was wearing a camouflage pants and he has a gun I am assuming he is.
"Pano mo nalaman na sundalo ako?" He asked
"Narinig ko lang po sa mga sabi-sabi." I lied
"Ang bilis talaga kumalat ng balita." He replied
The news on the tv suddenly showed the former dictator president Marc on a platform with microphones. The tv is also in black and white. Am I in the past?
"Pinsan ano po yung date ngayon?" I asked
"September 21 ngayon." He replied
"Year ano po?"
"1972, bakit hindi mo alam?" He asked
"Ah nawala lang po sa isip ko." I answered
"Today for the safety of my dear citizen, I will execute martial law. This is to prevent the uprise of the number of terrorists in our beloved country." The president announced on the television
"What!? Martial law? Isn't that a bit too much?" I exclaimed
"Yeah it is a little too much, but it is for the safety of the citizen. I don't have a doubt in my president's decision" the guy replied
Wait what the hell!? Am I really in the year 1972? The events do perfectly match up, the start of martial law and president Marc Fernandez's regime is indeed 1972. But how the hell did I go back in time? How do I go back to my time? Am I stuck here forever? A lot of thoughts and questions entered my head to the point where I started hyperventilating.
"Oy pinsan ayos ka lang?" The man started to notice my hyperventilation. And before I could reply I passed out.
I awoke in a familiar room again. I notice that I am once again back in the room where I first met the guy. The door opened and I saw the mysterious man again.
"Sa wakas at gising ka na pinsan." He said.
"Asan ako?" I asked
"Dinala kita sa kwarto ko dahil ikaw ay nahimatay nalang bigla sa sala." He answered
So this room that I am currently in is his bedroom. It awfully looks a lot like my bedroom but with different furniture. I noticed that my clothes changed as well, it looks like one of those old-fashioned sleeping clothes. I guess that he changed me while I was passed out.
"Yung damit mo pala ay nasa malibagan dahil pinagapiwasan ka. Ngayon ko lang napansin na isa ka palang basketball player" he replied with an awkward laugh
I don't play basketball so he must've gotten that Idea from the jersey that I am wearing. I just borrowed that jersey from my cousin Jake as I don't have some clothes left.
"Maiiwan muna kita at magpahinga ka lang muna dyan sa kama ko. Pagluluto na kita ng hapunan." He said then he left the room.
Hold on a minute, I am starting to piece all the puzzle together and it's starting to make sense now. That guy is named Juanico. He has the same name and he also looks like my grandpa. This room that I'm in looks a lot like my room, but my room was also previously owned by my grandfather. Could it be that I am sent back to 1972 and that guy is the younger version of my grandfather? Is it something related to the journal that he gave me? That journal was also written in 1972. Am I really back in the past?
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Love Letter From 1972
RomanceA young Filipino bisexual boy named Zach who is living in a household full of conservatives. His grandfather gave him his journal from 1972 a few days before he passed away peacefully. When Zach began reading the journal, he was transported to the p...
