Harry Potter Scar 소설 & 이야기

tanong ko sabay turo sa leeg kong may pulang marka. Ang kaniyang seryosong mukha kanina ay napalitan ng pagngisi. "Nasobrahan yata sa pagsipsip." Malawak ang ngiti niya habang sinasabi 'yon. "I didn't know that it will leave a mark." Nagkibit-balikat pa ito. Huminga ako nang malalim. "Kung alam mo lang kung gaano ako nahiya kanina. Nakita nila Kuya Miko ang pulang marka sa leeg ko. Kahit si Jacobe ay nakita rin. Ano na lang ang sasabihin nila?"

Palaging naka long sleeves si Yel at ngayon lang niya tinanggal ng buo ang pang itaas nito, idagdag pa ang ilaw. "I have a lot of scars, but the one you left was the most biggest and painful... the most memorable. Even if I can remove it, I chose not to. I didn't forget you nor erased you, I'm aware that's what you're feeling... And I'm telling you, you're wrong." Yel reaches for Sen's face. She softly cups his cheek but his gaze are still on her arm, on her scar. "I'm sorry," Sen said in between kissing her arm where the scar is, tears falling from his eyes.

usal ng batang lalaki. Without any hesitation, I let the little boy drink through the straw of my Orange Shake. With that, I had an opportunity to stare shamelessly at the appearance of the little boy. He had a pair of gray eyes, and he looked somehow like Archer or was I just hallucinating, but there was a difference, because I saw that he had a huge scar on his forehead that he immediately hid from his crochet hat. “Oh, hello, Little Boy! What’s your name?” Mama uttered.

sagot ko sa kaniyang tanong. Bumuntong hininga siya at hindi niya inaalis ang kaniyang mga mata sa akin. Tinitigan ko siya at sinaulo ko ang bawat bahagi ng kaniyang mukha. Pati ang maliliit na detalye ay hindi ko pinalampas. Ngumiti ako ulit nang mapansin ang maliit niyang scar sa mukha. Malakas talaga ang dating ng scar niya. Mas gumawapo pa siya.

He went back to his classroom at tinahak ko naman ang daan papunta sa akin. I bumped into Perseus again in the hallway. “Hey, Scarlet.” “Hello ulit.” “Oh, wait,” bigla syang lumapit sa akin at pinahid ang gilid ng labi ko using his thumb, “you have a strawberry icing on your lips.” “Oh, thank you. That's embarassing,” I said before laughing. “Anyways, uh--the guy earlier, is he your boyfriend?” “Lucas? No.” “Oh, great. I thought--nevermind but uh, I hope I can eat with you too.”

Marahang humaplos pababa ang kamay niya na nag-iiwan nang nakakabaliw na sensasyon. Bumaba pa lalo ang ulo niya sa puson ko. Dumilat ako at dinungaw siyang nakatitig sa naiwan kong pilat doon. He gently touched it as he was smiling widely. "I love this scar," aniya at dahan-dahan iyong hinalikan. "I wouldn't tire of kissing this scar, baby. This blemish symbolizes our jewels. This scar signifies your hard work, represents your undying love..."

Dinampot ko ito at sinuri ang labas. Ito ang regalo sa akin ni Scar. Kung hindi ko pa nakita ay baka tuluyan ko nang nakalimutan. Mabuti na lang talaga. Without further ado, I carefully opened it, unsure of what to expect. Saglit pa akong napatitig sa laman, pero ganoon na lang ang gulat ko at naitapon ko pa ito sa bandang pintuan nang mapagtanto ko kung ano ito.

“I will always take care of you, and I will never be late again, no matter what happens.” The water running over their faces. “But the wound will leave an ugly scar.” Sebastian shook his head. “Alexa, not all scars are ugly.” His fingers traced her wound, a feather-light touch. “Also, this scar of yours can undergo plastic surgery, but you know what? Some scars . . . no matter how much you want to erase them, they can’t be erased.” He paused; his gaze deepened. “Sometimes, the scars that can’t be seen with eyes are uglier.”

Sino ba ang mga Gallo na iyan? Humakbang sila palapit sa akin. Para bang hindi sila kontento na titigan ako mula sa pintuan nitong silid. Nakakunot ang kanilang mga noo na para bang sinusuri nila ako ng maigi. Kinakabahan naman ako kaya napapalunok ako ng laway. Ano bang nangyayari? "Do you have a crescent birthmark on your lower back?" tanong ng may edad na lalake.