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I always believed that life is precious

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I always believed that life is precious. Life has value and has importance for all people.

But not for me. "Fuck that fucking life."

Not until I started playing mine with other people's lives. Those who seek freedom from this cruel world, make me wonder more about how good dying is. How to feel how to die is.

Pero wala na palang mas isasaya ang mamatay nang may kasama kang iba.

I like that.

It always makes me wonder how to die with other people, and not dying alone. Because it makes me happy to see that I'm not alone, that I'm not the only one who's suffering from this world.

"Eleven notification received," my phone muttered. I hand it out from my pocket, not minding the heavy drops of rain falling from the gray sky making it soaking wet.

A wide grin plastered on my lips as I read the notifications from the website I manage, "May mga bago nanaman."

Itinago ko na ang cellphone sa loob ng bulsa ko at nagmadaling tinahak ang daan pauwi ng bahay. I was soaking wet when I reached the tall gate of a big house in front of me.

Pagkapasok ko sa loob ay agad kong tinanggal ang sapatos kong basang-basa dahil sa malakas na buhos ng ulan at inihagis ito sa gilid ng malaking pintuan ng bahay. Muntik pa nitong masapol ang malaking vase, buti nalang at patabingi ang naging paghagis ko dito.

Binuksan ko ang ilaw ng buong bahay at tumambad sa akin ang isang maluwang na sala na napaliligiran ng kulay puting dingding at itim na mga tiles. Agad akong lumapit sa lamesang malapit sa t.v. at inilabas ang laptop ko mula sa suot kong bag. Mabuti nalang at hindi ito nabasa at ang labas na bahagi lang ng bag ang nabasa.

I hurriedly typed my website and logged in after I opened it up. Nilandas ng mouse ko ang message section ng website at binuksan ang mga message dito.

"11 message? Impressive. May kakagat din pala," nakangisi kong sabi. Mukhang magiging masaya nanaman ang mga susunod na araw sa buhay ko. "Ano kayang pwedeng maging group suicide namin? Overdose? Pagpapatiwakal? Pag-suffocate? Kailangan ko na palang mag-research."

I quickly grabbed my phone and save their information on my memos. Maya-maya rin ay napagpasyahan ko nang magpaload sa isang malapit na tindahan para kontakin ang mga kalahok.

I was grinning widely as I typed on my phone. Good day! Your reservation has been accepted. Please proceed to the instructions below.

"See you in the next three days, my friends. I'm so excited to meet you all."

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