Novel & Cerita Terrifyingly

Hinila ni Chaerin ang hem ng damit ni Chase kaya nag tatanong ang kanyang mga matang tumingin sa anak. "Why don't we try Ferris wheel, daddy. That ride is good and also... roller coaster for more intense."Natulala ako sa sinabi ni Chaerin. Sinasabi niya palang sa daddy niya ang gusto niya nasusuka na ako. "I agree."Masayang sabi ni Blake. Tumingin ako kay Chase na hindi pa naka imik sa sinabi ng anak. His afraid of that. A gangster is afraid of Ferris Wheel and roller coaster, more on afraid of heights.

Matiim siyang tumitig sa mga mata nito. “Okay na, wala nang magpapaputok ng baril,” mahinahong wika nito. Pinisil-pisil nito ang kaniyang mga palad. Hindi siya makapaniwala na tuluyang kumalma ang kaniyang sistema. Terrence did a great job. Sapat na ang yakap nito upang maglaho ang kaniyang takot. Meaning, unti-unti na siyang gumagaling sa trauma.

I mean, it's much deeper, low, calm and it has a foreign accent. "DEATH! OPEN THIS GODDAMN DOOR!" That was Van! He sounds so terrified! I looked at the person who's in front of me. I felt tremendous fear. I was literally trembling in fear! She flashed me her smile. And hell! It made my heart race! She caressed my hair with her sweet smile. My body tremble even more. I can't utter a word. I'm speechless. She's dangerous and I could feel it!

pagbabanta ko. Nakita ko siyang lumunok sa agaran niyang naramdamang takot. "Ohh, that's... Terrifying," halos hindi siya makapagsalita sa sobrang kapa. Huh, ito lang pala ang katapat mo ha?!

"Bakit parang ako lang ang stressed? Bakit parang ikaw wala man lang kaba na nadarama?" Bahagyang napatawa si Draven. Yung klase ng tawa na nakakapagpagaan ng pakiramdam. "Who told you that I'm not nervous?" Napataas ang isang kilay ko. "Really?" "To be completely honest with you, I'm absolutely terrified right now." Napakurap ako. Hindi ako agad nakasagot. Dahil sa dami ng taon naming magkasama, bihira kong marinig kay Draven ang salitang terrified.

Nahimigan ko ang kaunting ngarag at garalgal sa boses niya dahilan para salpukin ako ng ibayong kaba at takot. Halos matumba ako sa biglang pagsikip ng dibdib ko at sa biglang pagdilim ng paligid ko. Nanginginig ang mga tuhod ko at mukhang malapit na silang bumigay. And even if he’s on the other line, I felt his raw fear and I could actually slice it with a knife. With Kieran’s apprehension, I knew then that we’re dealing with something terrifying. Someone evil and dangerous because I know that they are not your ordinary criminals for they are professionals in this kind of field, especially that they managed to scare the hell out of Kieran.

Lihim akong napalunok ng laway at hindi na lang sumagot lalo na at wala na rin naman akong magagawa sapagkat tuluyan na ring sumarado ulit ‘yong pinto ng elevator. Bigla akong kinabahan. Kapag ganon kasi ang tono nang pananalita niya ay siguradong he’s pretty serious. He’s like; Don't mess with me or I'll f*cking kill you! I'm not sure why his aura changed so drastically, but I can only say one thing: it's terrifying!

Gumawa ako ng sarili kong mundo na para bang hindi ko naririnig ang kanilang mga harutan, hiyawan, kwentuhan, at bastusan. Meron pa palang mga ganito sa panahon ngayon? I mean, everything is digital now a days kaya parang outcast and rare na kung may makita man akong newspaper. I chose to solve the words under the 'across' section. There are six blank boxes and I mumbled the question, "Literary genre with an atmosphere of dread," Dread means 'to fear greatly' and is synonymous with the words anxiety, fear, panic or wait? Horror! Horror is a genre.

“Kasi kapag nawala ka sa paningin ko kahit isang segundo… I don’t think I can handle that.” May kung anong lamig ang gumapang sa spine ko. Hindi ito exaggeration. Hindi siya nag-ooverreact. He’s afraid. And hindi ko alam kung mas dapat ba akong matakot dahil sa nakita ko sa mga mata niya… o mas dapat ba akong kumapit dahil may alam si Terrence na hindi ko pa naririnig.

Kung totoo man, ano ako kung ganoon? I breathed slowly as my heart started beating painfully as if thousands of knives were struck on my chest. I suddenly felt suffocated and weak. I felt the presence of the unknown that was kept in the dark for so long. It is starting to unveil itself for me to see. But I am too scared to face it. I am not ready. I don't think I will ever be. It feels like I am walking on the dark and endless path. Uncertain. Unpredictable. And the only drive that fuels me is the thrill of reaching the end without thinking of the consequences of walking to reveal the unknown.