First They Killed My Father Novels & Stories

Akala ko maayos na ang lahat pero iyon ang buong akala namin. Three days after my mother's burial, my father died. I was so lost and shattered. Gusto kong magalit sa mga doktor dahil hindi nila naisalba ang Papa ko. I wanted to kill Harold Aquino because he was the one who did this to my father. The pain and anger remained inside me. Hindi ako matigil sa pag-iyak. Umaga, tanghali, hapon, gabi o kahit madaling araw. Wala akong ibang ginawa kung hindi ang magluksa sa pagkawala ng mga magulang ko.

He was like what seven or eight? Kinuha ko ang tissue sa ibabaw ng counter at suminga. Naninikip ang dibdib ko sa pinaghalong awa para sa binata at sa galit sa ama ko. How can I make peace with the thought that my father killed his family and that incident set everything in motions for Lev? I think the answer is clear as day. Never.

Nasasaktan siya at sa tingin niya namumula ang kamay niya sa lakas ng hampas ng kaniyang Ina. "You killed you father!" Aniya. Parang isang malakas na bagay ang nagpahinto sa kaniya. Isang rebelasyon na hindi niya kayang paniwalaan. Raelynn felt cold on her spot. She felt her hand shaking and her heart was pouding so fast. F-Father? Kill?

Tinanggap ko ang bawat bugbog na binigay niya at nang tauhan niya sa akin pero nang may inamin siyang isang bagay ay biglang nandilim ang paningin ko. "Shoot me." He ordered, walang emosyon ko siyang tinignan. "Babarilin mo ko o ikaw ang babarilin ko?!'' Muli niyang sabi at ibinalik ang pagkatutok ng baril sa akin. I wanted to kill! This man in front of me killed my parents! Nang dahil sa selos! Nang dahil sa galit! But I met my girl's gazed. She is begging for her father to stop. Kahit na alam niyang hindi siya nito papakinggan.

bulong ko sa pangalan niya nang tuluyan ko na siyang makilala. Hindi ko kita ang mukha niya pero alam kong siya iyon, ramdam kong siya iyon. Madilim ang paligid kaya hindi ko talaga maaninag ang mukha niya. "They killed my Dad..." halos pabulong niyang sabi.

He was the man I admired the most, the one I always looked up to, my idol, and my best friend. “D-Da—hmmm!” Someone covered my mouth with a cloth. Dad Davin! Let go of my Dad! I tried to get away. I tried to move. I was almost exhausted from forcing myself to scream. Dad shook his head while looking at me. We’re both crying. My eyes widened when someone pointed his gun at my Dad’s head. I could feel my face pale. I was screaming, telling them not to kill him. My heart stopped beating as I watched my Dad smile at me. My tears never stopped falling. I screamed under my breath. I didn’t care if I lose my voice. Along with his tears was the sound of the gun. I saw it before my eyes. My father wa

I looked at it and then raised my gaze to his eyes. Bakas sa mukha nito ang pagod at pag-alala sa kapatid. I swallowed hard. This is making me want to back out. I sighed. Ano? Nagsisimula pa nga ako at ganito na ako? They killed my father. Sila ang pumatay kay Daddy! Paulit-ulit kong paalala sa sarili. Tahimik ko nalang na tinananggap ang kape. “She’s doing fine now.”

“The King isn't dead, Raiv. He’s just reclaiming his throne.” The Don. My father. The realization hit me like a physical explosion. The rage that had been simmering for hours finally boiled over. Without a second thought, without a word of interrogation, I raised my gun and fired. Agad kong pinasabog ang ulo ng tauhan ni Dad, his laughter silenced forever as his blood sprayed across the room—and onto my face. “What did you do?!” Tito Magnus hissed, horrified by the sudden execution. Pinunasan ko ang dugo mula sa pisngi ko kahit pa nanginginig ang kamay ko, hindi sa takot kundi sa sobrang galit na nararamdaman ko ngayon.

I responded with shaky voice. “My father died too when I was only seven, Helena. He was a policeman and at that time, there was a hostage taking. He was shot in the heart and that declared him dead on arrival. Mama experienced nervous breakdown, I thought she would also die and leave us. But God is great, Helena. Trust me, there is a reason for everything. You may not know it now but eventually… you will.” He held my hand to comfort me.

“Huh? Bakit?” “Hindi nga namin alam, Myks eh, hanggang ngayo’y misteryoso pa rin ang pagkamatay nila. Unang namatay ay si father Valentino, natagpuan sa ilog ‘yong bangkay niya at pagkalipas ng ilang araw ay si father Noah naman. Sa mismong kuwarto niya siya pinatay.” “Grabe naman ‘yon. So you mean, until now ay hindi pa nabibigyan ng hustisya? Ang liit-liit lang nitong barrio, ah.”