Novel & Cerita Lost Life

“I don’t know. Siguro yung mukhang motivated man lang. Not unlike your look right now. Dinaig mo pa ang kakagaling lang sa break up.” Napabuga siya ng hangin at napasandal sa swivel chair. “I’m not getting a decent sleep lately,” aniya. “Work? Dude, I already told you to—” “No, it’s not,” he said, cutting him off. Nahilot niya bigla ang sentido. “I keep on having this dream—like there was this girl who was crying and she kept on telling me that she wanted us to go home. But the next thing I knew she was already lying in a pool of blood.”

I wanna hear it again. "Whatever your problem is...don't you ever give up your life. You're precious remember that." Mas lalong sumikip ang dibdib ko sa kakaiyak. I will not give up Perfi until I find the life that I deserve. At sa oras ding yun, bumalik ang buhay ko. I survived. Everyone celebrated because they thought that I would definitely die. No. I won't die. Mabubuhay pa ako. At hindi ko man aminin Perfi's words bring me to life again.

Kahit na siya ay magpakamatay sa paglalasing ay hindi siya kailanman kakaawaan ni Lyv. Lyv was to die for. Pero nang sinubukan niyang pigilan ang babae ay mas pinaramdam nito sa kaniya na wala siyang puwang sa buhay nito. He eventually lose his whole self after what happened last day. Kung hindi niya malimutan ang araw na iniwan siya ni Sheryl ay mas hindi niya malilimutan ang araw na nagmakaawa siya sa isang babae na huwag siyang iwan nito at subukan siyang mahalin nito pabalik. That's the craziest thing he did.

Naramdaman ko pang may huling luhang tumulo sa pisngi ko. People fear death even more than pain. It's strange that they fear death. Life hurts a lot more than death. At the point of death, the pain is over. Everything happens for a reason, nothing lasts forever. Welcome to life, where anything goes. THE END. ----------- Credits to the song: I Love You Goodbye Song by Celine Dion

Is she that selfish? Bagama't may edad na ang kaniyang lolo, masasabi naman niyang malakas pa ito. Pero may kasiguraduhan ba ang buhay? Hindi ba't wala? People die, healthy or unhealthy. Life will end even how young or old you are, once He took the life He lent to us. And her lola? She just had her previous heart attacked. Kahit pa naoperahan na ito, hindi pa rin masasabi ang kasiguraduhan ng kaligtasan nito.

Huminto saglit saka niyakap siya ni inay na may nakapaskil na tipid na ngiti sa mga labi. "Tay, hindi ba nangako akong gagawa ako ng paraan?" ani ko. "Pero hiyang-hiya na ako sa'yo noon, anak. Isa pa, nasasaktan ako kapag nakikita kong nahihirapan ka nang minsang sinilip ka namin ng iyong ina. Wala na akong pinalampas na pagkakataon dahil gusto ko ring ipalasap sa inyo ni Carl ang maginhawang-buhay bago man lamang ako mawala sa mundong ito at heto nga at naipagkaloob ng Dios sa atin sa tulong ni Lavinia."

Pagkapasok namin, agad kong isinara ang pinto, nilock ng tatlong beses, saka binaba si Grace sa leather couch. Lumapit ako, tinitigan siya nang matagal. Mahina pa rin ang paghinga niya, pero naroroon ang tibok — matatag, matapang. "Pasensya na, Grace…" mahina kong bulong. “Pero hindi na kita kayang ibalik sa buhay mo. Hindi ka na ligtas sa mundo mo — at ako lang ang natitirang sagot mo." Hindi ako bayani. Hindi rin ako mabuting lalaki.

She forced a small bite, the food tasteless against her dry tongue. Hades leaned back in his chair, studying her. “Tell me, Nina. Do you miss the outside world?” Her heart skipped. “What?” “You used to have a life,” he said casually, twirling the wine in his glass. “A job. A fucking nanny to the son of that asshole. Do you miss it?” The question felt like a trap. “I… I don’t know,” she murmured. He smiled faintly. “That’s the right answer. The world you knew doesn’t exist anymore. You belong here now.”

Wika ni Jona sa kanya. “Ganyan talaga siguro, kapag naalagaan ng maayos.” Ngiting sagot ni Hilda. “Tama ka Hilda, alam mo hanggang ngayon hindi pa rin ako makapaniwala na gumanda na ang buhay ko, kasama si Matteo. Alam niyo naman noon na parang wala na talagang pag-asa ang buhay ko.” Ngiting wika niya, habang hindi niya na iwasan na mapaluha habang naalala ang nakaraan.

“Reia… this isn’t about exposing you. This is about framing your pain into something bigger than you. Your heartbreak can become the group’s triumph. Kung iiwasan mo, sayang ang pagkakataon. Pero kung haharapin mo, you’re not just the girl with the songs, you’ll be the girl with the story. And people don’t forget stories.” Tama si Sir Carl, people don’t forget stories, maging ako na kahit anong pilit kong kalimutan siya ay siya pa rin ang lumalabas sa mga linya ng kanta na isinusulat ko. Sa totoo lang ay naiinis ako dahil hindi ko akalain na our story will haunt me forever lalo pa nang nakaraan na makita ko ang mensahe niya sa ibinigay niya sa aking crystal orb speaker.