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Chapter XIII: AMINA
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Day 3 Standing in front of the Director’s office, I take a deep breath for I will be meeting Sister Avery again. I gently knock the door twice. “Please, come in.” I know exactly the texture of her voice—calm and soft. I hold the doorknob and open it slowly. The air of the cold room touches my skin. I smile and greet Sister Avery. As usual, she is signing some documents on her table. “Hello, Amina. Thank you for coming.” She starts, looking at me smiling. “Yes, Sister.” I reply. “Please, take your seat. How is your stay so far?” she asks, taking a glimpse over her eyeglasses. I take a seat first before I answer her. The softness of the chair makes me feel even nervous. “I am thankful, Sister. Despite there have been challenges especially meeting with different behaviors of students in the retreat, I still manage to help them out.” I explain, smiling. “I am happy to hear that. Anyway, I ask to call you because it has come to my attention that you are close to the coordinator and
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Amina “Mom, we plan out to go overnight at Gianna’s dorm as we will have project making to be passed on Friday.” I informed her, ironing my college uniform. The door was open wide. My mom appeared. “Amina, what if I have told you that I would not allow you to go? She was wiping her hands with the apron. “Mom,” I came closer to her, “I am already a college girl, your 17-year-old daughter, who knows her limitations. Do not worry about me because I would not make myself get impregnated by any boys out there. I still have my plans and dreams to fulfill and you are part of those things I want to pursue and give you the life you deserve.” I hugged my mother Elianna. “I am just worried because I did not want you to be like me who was not able to finish my degree.” “Mom, just because you have not finished your college does not mean make you less of a mother to me. I am here and I want to fulfill your dream by seeing me pursuing this education.” She smi
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The first afternoon class schedule had finally dismissed. “Where is the food?” Yana asked, prettying up herself with liptint and powder. I suddenly realized that I forgot to fulfill what she had asked me before I came to school. “I will just treat you.” I said, making her not to feel betrayed. That’s the expression I described when I forgot to do what she asked for. “You know what,” Yana made me feel nervous every time she uttered that line, “our teacher, Sir Bienamino, is kinda mysterious. Just saying.” “What do you mean? That he is gay?” I stood and arranged the chair. “No. He is not. He looks so manly and mysterious though.” She had our final soundful pout to make her lipstick even. Yana continued. “We have not seen him before. Well, he might be a new hire in the university. But I could not explain what I feel. There is something..” “Something in your stomach becoming empty and your head is even emptier. You are jus
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The next day, Yana finally sent unanimously the complaint letter to the school president. Concerned teachers were called and what we desired came a reality—they were suspended a day after the letter was sent. “You know me, Amina.” Yana grinned, depicting how triumphant she was. “What about our final project? Aren’t we going to submit it?” I wondered. “What I heard she is suspended, so we still need to submit it because that is part of her academic responsibility to submit as well our summer grade. She should learn her lesson.” Yana spoke the language of satire. It’s Friday and we did not have schedule class today and my mother Elianna allowed me to stay one night with Yana’s dorm. I felt elated on staying away momentarily from my mother. “Did you bring the camera?” Yana asked. “Of course, sis.” I shelled out from the bag the cam we were going to use. “I also brought food and drinks.” “Please, get in.” Yana s
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It had been a month since Yana had taken her life away. She did not deserve to kick the bucket for she would still be heard. Perhaps it was really a tremendous shame that devoured her. However, it was not the real reason to do that after jumping off the building. I had to do something but I did not know exactly how to do it. The bell rang and everyone started to get up and went to their respective classes. I checked my phone and I realized I still had my class this 2:30 P.M. It was still early. It was still 1 P.M. Maybe I just needed to go to the coffee shop and made my assignment. A notification popped out of my phone. A throwback memory I had with Yana. My heart still ached in the absence of my best friend. Until now, speculations rumored that she was depressed or broken that was their thoughts of her death. I was not true. I was thinking that it was due to the shame she got from the viral scandal spread by the disgruntled pelican. Instead of going to the coffee shop, I decided
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In life, there are times you have been challenged to identify the mysteries of how people spread the message and how it significantly affects the way they live because of what they hear and how they believe in. No one knew exactly why each of us has the perception that varies from one another and to the point this becomes the reason of agreement or misunderstanding. No one knew exactly why each of us has the perception created inside about how we embrace the belief that either break us or make us. Let me tell you my story and how my life has changed in the way how gossip ruled the progress in the narrative arc of my journey and how my choice leads me to where I would be and I will never forget the pain who becomes the reason of becoming a nun.&nbs
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4:30 A.M. Reaching towards the clamoring alarm clock to snooze, I stretch my arms upward in a yawning manner. I stood and went near the window, staring at the dimly lit street with an echoing silence in its every corner. It is Monday, and we have to prepare for the whole-day chores waiting, and wake up my 17-year old daughter, Amina, to help me cook viands that serve as our daily small-scale business. In the kitchen, a lizard rapidly puts out its tongue to catch the diminutive swirling buzz of flies. The ignited fire slowly lick and heat the pile of woods inserted inside the made-up cemented compartment where the concave metal container can sit upon the reigning ember, glowing wildly. Onions, garlic, and a string of vegetables are evenly cut into pieces before mama place them in the different recipes; some sautéed, and some simply drowned into the boiling water. Different meats like chicken, por
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Two months after. My tears had kept falling in the middle of the night as I vividly recalled the incident I had encountered with Abdul. Shame and fear became my constant companions to the memory I had lost my innocence. I noticed I had missed my monthly period for months now. Mom and dad would really condemn me for what had happened. My hands were now trembling and my sobbing insisted to flow out from my mouth. “Eliana, are you crying,” my mom in the room must have heard my cry. “Nothing, Ma, I am just reading this book which made feel the tragic in the story,” I lied as not to make her know what the real tragic happened to their daughter. “Don’t be too melodramatic. You might become insane by reading too much,”
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