Back To My Worst Birthday And Starting Anew Mga Nobela at Kwento

Tears escaping my eyes. He makes to speak but doesn't. "This is the worst birthday. " I say as I turn away and runoff. This day no longer represents the day I was born, but rather the day I died. The day I became a part of the mansion.

For once I let myself feel it fully. My birthday had started off badly and only gotten worse as the day went on. But maybe it had ended well.

Losing Camille and becoming a single father while working became hard at first but I had help from my babysitter and eventual girlfriend named Giselle. But it didn’t last either… I shook my head and turned my attention to finding myself a new personal assistant, having fired the last one for being very inappropriate and unprofessional towards me. “There’s the birthday boy!” My best friend exclaims with a grin as he stepped inside my office. “Are you ready to get wasted?” he adds with a smirk, sitting on the small loveseat in front of the coffee table. “My birthday isn’t until Friday Leo. And you know I don’t celebrate my birthday anymore.” I shrug

"When he was being rushed in and wheeled into surgery, I remember that he kept repeating something under his breath. "Something like… his birthday wish finally came true, or something along those lines. That might be what he cares about most deep down. If you want to try waking him up, you could start from there." Mom kept turning the doctor's words over in her mind. She murmured to herself, "A birthday wish? That's right… Zero has never once celebrated his birthday. He must really want that. But what was his birthday wish?" I wanted to tell her that my birthday wish was to die. All she needed to do was stop the treatment, and my wish would finally come true.

Oh no, I'm really cursed. "Just tell me, kuya!" hindi ko na napigilang masigawan siya. "I just wanted to make your birthd-" he didn't finished because I cut him off. "No! How many times do I have to tell you? I don't want it!" sigaw ko sa kanya. I'm so frustrated. I don't know what to do. Every year ganto nalang lagi. I don't want to celebrate my birthday because as much as I want to, I can't help but to overthink that something bad might happen.

Cindy rolled her eyes. I am starting to hate birthdays now. It's bring me bad news or memories

, I said, my fingers curling up to emphasize on the guys meeting in quote. “Can you imagine? He left me on my birthday few weeks ago too, I was so angry I ended up in a club downtown. And you know what? I had the best birthday ever.” “Best birthday, huh?” the stranger said. His voice was calm, wasn't as loud as I shouted and still I could hear him. “Mhmm.” “Care to tell me about it?” I waved a dismissive hand, the room tilting slightly. “That’s personal stuff. You don’t need to know about it.”, I said, smiling as my mind drifted to it for a moment.

My voice dipped, less sure than I wanted it to be. My thoughts drifted—uninvited—to my birthday. The day I thought everything was going to change for the better. The day it shattered instead. “I’m glad I left the pack on my birthday, or rather say…I’m glad I got kicked out” I continued, forcing a small laugh that didn’t quite reach my eyes. “Glad he rejected me. At least I won’t have to spend another birthday there, pretending I’m okay.” Raiden was quiet for a heartbeat.

*** That night will remain forever in my memory. Camilla and my parents had been planning a surprise for me for my eighteenth birthday. Mila is so bad at keeping secrets that I discovered it but I kept pretending to be oblivious to not ruin their fun. She would often go on shopping trips with my parents and come up with the most ridiculous excuses to cover it up. It was very entertaining to watch her struggle to lie to my face and also adorable I must admit.

“Why would the Moon Goddess do this to me?” Nobody answered. Maybe there wasn’t an answer. I pressed a hand against my chest, trying to steady the ache there. Then a broken laugh escaped me before I could stop it. “This is the worst birthday ever.”