Missing Home Quotes Novels & Stories

I walked past him. Toward the broken roadside barrier. And looked down. The ravine stretched impossibly deep. Jagged stone disappearing into thick mist and dense trees below. No visible wreckage. No fire. No movement. Just nothing. Like the earth itself had swallowed her whole. “She was inside?” I asked. My voice was low. Cold. Controlled. “We… we don’t know.” That answer was worse. Dead meant certainty. Missing meant possibility. And possibility was torture. “She could’ve escaped during impact,” another man said carefully.

Tinitigan ko ng mariin ang huling mensahe niya at piniling hindi magreply. I feel it again. I feel…nobody. In my own home, I feel like a stranger. In my own family, I feel like I'm alone. Nilabas ko ang lighter na kinuha ko kanina. It would be perfect if I have a cupcake with me at least pero ayos na ito. Pumikit ako at tahimik na humiling sa itaas. Nang dumilat ako ay lumuluhang sinindihan ko ang lighter.

"Opo nay salamat po ng marami, mabuti nandito po kayo, dahil kung wala kayo, hindi ko po alam ang gagawin, salamat dahil kahit wala na po pang sahod sa inyo, hindi nyo pa rin ako iniwan." "Tandaan mo sophia, kahit ano mangyari nandito lang ako sa tabi, kahit kailan hindi kita iiwan, dahil kahit wala ako pamilya, sa puso ko anak kita, kaya hinding hindi kita iiwan hanga't kailagan mo ako nandito lang ako."

Huminga ako ng malalim, "Mama, Papa, miss na miss ko na kayo..." Nanatili pa ako roon ng mga dalawang oras. I missed them so much that whenever I visit them, it was hard to move and leave. It was like a piece of me was missing. Gabi na nang iwan ko sila. Tinext ko si kuya Dmitri kung pwede na akong umuwi. Hindi ko nga lang alam kung matatawa ba ako sa reply ng aking pinsan o mabubwisit.

“Masyadong malamig dito.” “Ayaw kong mabulok sa loob ng kwarto mo,” sagot niya. “At least dito, may hangin.” “May mga bagay na hindi mo nakikita sa paligid,” sabi nito habang lumalapit sa railing. “Security cameras can’t catch everything.” “Lagi mo na lang pinapaalala ’yan. Nakakapagod na.” “Pagod ka man, at least buhay ka. That’s the point.”

I still need to help my other friends and find a way to survive. * * * Silence settled over the Quaint Quarters as I approached its area. I was about to inform Shae that I am already here when I noticed she hadn't even seen my last message yet. I bet her signal's being shitty again. I understand that our telecommunications in the highlands can be downright poor, but that doesn't mean I'm gonna ignore the fact that something's off. And, have I ever been wrong? No, I was fucking right ... again. My breath caught in my throat as I saw the human carcass on the ground.

kapag kasi parati, baka wala nang excitement, baka hindi na niya maramdaman ng tunay iyong mga salitang iyon kasi araw-araw niyang maririnig. So, it’s good to somehow make the person feel the longing. Kaya ngayon, gets ko na iyong sinabing phrase ng teacher ko dati noong high school ako na, absence is to love what wind is to fire; it extinguishes the small, it inflames the great. Kaya minsan, kailangan lang magpa-miss ng isang tao. But now, I felt like I have to say it to him how special he is to me, how he brings colors, and how I love him. He deserves to know that.

Pero habang tumatagal, mas lalo niyang napapansin ang kawalan nito. Ang katahimikan sa bahay. Ang pagkawala ng taong dating laging naghihintay sa kaniya gabi-gabi. At ang pakiramdam na kahit gaano kagulo ang buhay niya noon, may isang taong handang manatili sa tabi niya. “You don’t realize someone’s value until they’re gone,” mahina nitong saad na tila kinakausap ang sarili.

“Natatakot ako na baka ma-bored ka sa bahay mag-isa. Kahit na hindi sila nakakapagsalita, pinupuno naman nila ang bahay para hindi ito mukhang walang laman.” Oo nga naman, ang bahay na ito ay hindi walang laman. Ang bahay na iyon ay bahay nila ni Noah ngunit palaging nandoon si Nica kaya paano ito mawawalan ng laman? Ang hapag-kainan, ang sala, ang mga bintana… lahat ng sulok, kung wala si Nica at ang mga memories nito, ang presensya nito ay nakakalat sa buong kabahayan. Kaya paano ito mawawalan ng laman?

“It’s weird. Kanina lang, lahat ng tao dito. Ngayon parang… wala na.” “That’s how it is,” sagot niya, nakatingin pa rin sa labas. “People come to mourn, but when they go home… the quiet stays with you.” Tumingin ako sa kanya. “Is that supposed to make me feel better?” biro ko, pero alam kong may tama ang sinabi niya. Umikot siya para harapin ako. “No. But I’m here. And I’m not leaving anytime soon.”