Unexplainable By Degree

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*Unexplainable By Degree*

I hate my life!

Kung kailan dapat eh hindi ko na nakikita ang mga usok na nakikita ko dati, bumabalik na naman ‘yon and I don’t even know how to fvcking turn it off! Aish. I’m lucky no one’s noticing how I don’t look at them but to the smoke that surrounds them. Fvck this. Really.

“Dreaming!” (/ *0*)/

Hindi na ako huminto sa paglalakad, automatic na lumitaw si Yale (pronounced as Yeyl) sa tabi ko at sumabay sa paglalakad. Siya lang naman ang eskandalosong tatawag sa’kin ng Dreaming kahit Dream ang pangalan ko. Nakaka-leche na nga eh. “Oh, susi, naisip mong pumasok.”

“Hindi ako susi.” >:|

“Susi ka, susi yung Yale eh. Di ba?”

“Napaka neto. >__> Eh kasi sabi ni Daddy nasabi raw ni Tito Zero na mukhang masama ang pakiramdam mo kaya pumasok raw ako para masabayan kita at makita kung okay ka lang. Masama nga ba ang pakiramdam mo?”

Napabuntong hininga ako at huminto. Hinarap ko siya. “Yale… I really can’t understand.”

Kumunot ang noo niya. “Bakit?”

“H’wag dito, tara sa library.”

Hinatak ko siya paakyat sa third floor kung saan naka-locate ang library. On the way I often see this shadows that forms in a human figure covered with what it seems like a cloak and offering their hands at me. Sa sobrang takot ko na mapansin ni Yale, nilalagpasan ko sila imbis na iniiwasan. Good thing tumatagos ako sa kanila.

Good thing ba ‘yun? Oh holy shit! (/_\)

“Dreaming? Ano ba talagang nangyayari?”

“Mangako ka munang hindi mo sasabihin kay Tito Randall. Sasakalin kita kapag nalaman ‘to ni Mommy at ni Daddy.”

Lalong kumunot ang noo niya. “Kahit kailan hindi ka naglihim kina Tita Xanara. Anong problema mo? Bakit gusto mong ilihim sa kanila ‘to? Tsaka alam mong hindi rin uubra ‘yan. Mababasa ni Tito Zero ang iniisip mo.”

I closed my eyes and leaned back to my seat. “I was thinking if I can move out of the mansion. Tutal naman I’m graduating already. Hindi naman siguro sila magsu-suspect if I move out, I can just tell them that I want to be independent.”

“Wait, why? I won’t tell Dad. Sa’ting dalawa lang. Anong problema, Dreaming? Bakit gusto mong umalis?”

Nahilamos ko ang mukha ko bago ko tignan ang usok na nakapaligid sa kanya. “Yale… do you see smoke around me? Kind of like a dirty white, more like a gray one, then a black on the other half like it’s consuming the gray?”

Kunot-noo siyang umiling-iling. “Wala. Bakit? May nakikita ka?”

Napapikit ako. “Yes. With every fvcking people, I see this and I don’t like it!”

She fell silent. Habang nakapikit ako, nakikita ko pa rin ang itsura niya na parang nakadilat lang ako. She’s baffled. Na parang nag-iisip pero walang maisip. Then she dropped the question. “Kailan pa nagsimula ‘to?”

Nagmulat ako pagkatapos ay nag-lean forward to rest both my hands above the desk. “Naaalala mo pa ba nung… nung nagising ako isang araw then I can’t remember what happened for the rest of the three years na nabuhay ako? Like it was swiped away from my brain just like that? The day that Dad and Mom began to pay attention to me, kung kailan sila nagsimulang maging protective.”

Tumango siya. “All we know before is that you found a job back at Missourri. I don’t know where the heck in Missourri because you never told us anything about it while you were in there. You just told us the fact that you were working, that’s it. Tapos someone called us from the hospital sa St. Louis. When we’re there, you told us that you don’t remember anything, the reason why you’re in Missourri. We’re kind of frustrated kasi hindi rin namin mahagilap sa utak mo ang mga nangyari. If it’s just amnesia, Tito Zero can compel you to remember but it’s like… tinanggal sa’yo.”

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