Poetry Tungkol Sa Pamilya Romane & Geschichten

At the same time, a system prompt sounded in my mind. [Condition 1 met. Reclamation of your mother's dance talent initiated.] My father, who had just finished a work call, came in through the door and frowned when he saw the state I was in. "What happened here?" I strained to speak with my last bit of strength, "Dad... save me... please spend some money to treat my injury..." Before I chose to stay in this world, my father was just a laborer who worked at construction sites during the day and cleaned toilets at night to support his family.

"Medyo nahihirapan po ako pero kayang-kaya naman po. Wala pong sukuan!" "Tama! Walang susuko. Para sa pangarap at pamilya." At dahil sa pag-uusap namin ay mas naging maayos ang araw ko. Sobrang gaan ng puso ko ngayon na parang hindi ako umiyak nang sobra kahapon. Basta talaga nag-uusap kaming magpapamilya ay gumagaan ang pakiramdam ko. Sila ang pinagkukuhaan ko ng lakas.

She sure does know how to hook me. Madalas ay dito kami sa penthouse dumidiretso pagkatapos ng gig at klase, pag-aari ito ni Lyndsey. Her family is one of the richest families here in Olongapo. Their bloodline uses their privilege to help other people that lead them to popularity and the crowd’s favorite. Siguradong malaki ang binayad ng pamilya niya sa penthouse na ito. It is full of expensive furniture and materials but here we are just leaving some papers and garbage.

"There's a poem there I'm going to Recite it." Bryan looked hesitant, he opened the book and gazed back at me. "In loneliness, I find my home Where shadows dance, and darkness roams My heart is empty, my soul is worn For I am alone, with no one to call my own My mother died, and my father blamed Me for her death, with a heart so ashamed I wrote this poem, to cope with the pain Of being alone, with no one to love again I had my grandmother to rely on So I pray every night for her to live long

My throat tightens, but I raise my head to the moon. And when the first note leaves my chest, strong, steady, alive, the pack follows. A thousand voices rise in unity. The sound carries across the forest, through the wind, through the stars. And as I stand there, with my parents beside me and the moon shining down, I finally understand what we were all fighting for. Not power. Not a prophecy. But this. Family. Home. Love. Always love.

Friendly Talk Nang makapasok sa bahay ay duon ko lang naramdaman ang lungkot. Mag-isa na naman ako sa malaking mansyon na ito. Every time I'm here, I remember mama and Papa who will greet me after school. Sabay-sabay kaming mad di-dinner at tatanongin kung kumusta ba ang araw ko sa klase. Napabuntong hininga ako sa naisip.

Family was about more than just blood and perfectly summed up by Maya Angelou. ‘Family isn’t always blood. It’s the people in your life who want you in theirs: the ones who accept you for who you are, the ones who would do anything to see you smile and who love you no matter what.’ That was something that I couldn’t have said better myself. My family began with Piper and Jory. Then it expanded exponentially once I came to Shadow Vale. This family that I chose meant everything to me, and I’d fight for them until my final breath was expelled from my lungs.

As far as family goes, they’re all I have… and Tyler doesn’t know anyone else. The thought hits me out of nowhere. They’re my family—but is Tyler part of it now, just because we’re married? Even though the marriage wasn’t planned and I’m only staying here for three months? What do I even call him that doesn't sound strange? He’s my husband… but is he a part of my family? This wasn’t supposed to be so complicated. When I reach my room, I unlock my phone. Several missed calls from my uncle and aunt. Two messages from Max. One from Vanessa. A few emails—definitely work-related—so I ignore them.

sabi ni mom "Ok? Naguguluhan pa rin ako, pero sige" sagot ko As if on cue ay pumasok sila tita kaya nag bless agad ako sa kanya "This is it. Magkikita na ang dalawang panganay sa pamilya natin" masayang sabi ni tita "Hay nako ate, sa birthday lang pala ni papa sila magkakakilala" saad ni mom kay tita

I decided not to go back home just for tonight. I sat here at the side of the bridge with a stranger beside me. She's already in a middle adulthood and she's here because she's selling balut, one of the first exotic food delicacies in the Philippines. She talked a lot and I find myself comfortable being with her. She told me that she came from a poor family and has to sell balut in order for her to feed her family. She even told me everything she do isn't easy, but her family is her inspiration for her to continue this. They are happy even though they are poor. But here I am, I have everything I need, I got everything and I can buy all the things I want, however, I am not happy with my life.