Kwento Ng Aking Buhay の小説・ストーリー

She claimed that victory and rejoiced in it one day at a time. Battling low self-esteem was a huge mountain as well. Never knowing her own worth until Sean taught her to love herself meant years of sadness and self-loathing. That hurdle was ferocious and still crept up on her sometimes, but she remembered that God created her and she was worthy and she kept going. “What are you deep in thought about, Jaimee?” Jack said, handing her a thermos of coffee to warm up with. “Life, climbing mountains, my family. They are my world and yet here I am thousands of miles away. What am I doing?”

That's why I'm going to have a sit-down and see whether I want to deal or not. I wondered what it would be like, to focus on something else for once. To look forward to living when I'd been so hellbent on dying. Knowing that you'd lived past the day you thought you were going to be dead is an odd feeling. It doesn't feel so much like borrowed time but a rebirth.

He didn't have time for my calls. "I'll do it myself," I whispered, forcing out the words. Using every ounce of strength left in me, I gripped the pen and scrawled my name. The pain was overwhelming, threatening to pull me under. As my consciousness blurred, I overheard the nurses murmuring in the background. "Marriage really is a gamble. That pregnant woman we brought in earlier had a husband who treated her like she was the most precious thing in the world." "In contrast, this one is on the verge of death, yet no one is here for her."

I only calmed down when I boarded the plane. Whomever Leo liked, it was none of my business. After all, he and I were never going to get back together. With my mind at ease, I embarked on my journey. Within three months, I visited many countries and enjoyed various sights that I'd never seen before, despite suffering from cancer. Throughout my journey, I got to know many like-minded friends. I couldn't overcome my illness, but those were the best days I'd ever had. After the trip, I was admitted to the hospital the moment I returned. My body couldn't take it anymore. I asked someone to help me purchase a burial spot and waited for death.

This time, I’ll take the gentle Arnold, and Elysia shall suffer instead. Her thoughts continued to pour into my mind, sending a chill down my spine. So she had been reborn as well, and somehow, I had gained the ability to hear other people’s thoughts. In my previous life, I married Arnold and lived what everyone believed was a happy, enviable life. He was gentle, attentive, and never raised his hand against me. Wherever I went, he accompanied me, showering me with care and romance.

Nilapit niya ang kutsilyo niya sa leeg ko atsaka nag tanong ng importanteng bagay sakin. ""Ano bang pakiramdam ng mabuhay habang minimithi ang kamatayan?"" Hindi ko inaasahan ang tanong niya ngunit parang may sariling utak ang bibig ko na siyang nag sagot sa katanungan ng babae. ""Ang mabuhay habang minimithi ang kamatayan ay walang kasiyahan, sa totoo lang."" Tinanggal niya ang kutsilyo sa leeg ko. Para siyang natutuliro sakin. Siya palang yata ang pinaka matagal na naka kwentuhan ko.

AKIO'S POV This is crazy. This day is the worst! Nagsayang ako ng pera sa pagbili ng large size na milktea dahil bago ko pa iyon makuha, napunta na ako sa kwarto na ito. Badtrip na nga ako sa nangyari, ngayon naman paglilinisin pa ako mg babaeng 'to. Ano ba ako sa akala niya? Maid niya? Katulong!? Takte yan, ah!

Tumahimik ang lamesa at sabay-sabay na nagtinginan sa akin ang triplets, naghihintay sa sagot ko. Napainom ako ng tubig. “O-okay lang. Ano ba kayo?” awkward akong tumawa. “Hindi ko na alam kung saan pagkakasyahin ang pera ko kaya walang problema sa akin. Hindi naman pati sa masamang bagay mapupunta diba?” “Walang kasiguraduhan ang paggaling niya. Paano kung habambuhay siyang ganoon? Edi forever mo siyang pasanin.”