Tula Sa Sarili Novels & Stories

' kurtang kausap niya sa sarili. 'As if I want to do that? Do I have a choice?!' "You know we are complicated!!!!" inis niyang hiyaw. Sumasakit ang ulo niya kakaisip. Andoon yung takot sa d****b niya. Paano kung mangyari yung kinakatakutan niya? Yung tuluyan na nitong tanggapin na tapos na sila at ibaling nalang ang atensyon sa iba?

“Even knowing that, Tulani still loved you. instead of lashing out at you for taking his mother’s love away, she tried to understand your situation and he loved you like a sister nevertheless. And let’s not forget about your devoted husband Peter. You are where you are today Luyando not because the world has been unfair to you; you are here crying on the floor after kidnapping an innocent child because you do not love yourself enough. “How do you expect people to love you when you can’t love yourself? You had plenty of chances to make something of your life, to live happily but you blew all that away due to your selfishness. It’s not like Tulani ever gave you hope. You knew from the beginnin

We drove back to the mansion and packed at the previous spot where nobody could see us. We watched as Mr Delgado arrived. I crossed my fingers hoping everything would go as planned. Aria POV I sat on my bed wiping my tears again for the 100th time today. Crying , that’s the only thing I’m capable of doing . Today , Dad is marrying me off to an old man, to cover the shame I brought to the family. Everything is my fault , everything is always my fault. “Oh mother , if you were here , would things have been different?” I lamented.

Hindi siya magpapatalo sa kahit sino. Instead of speeding, she slammed her foot on the brake, angry at everyone who had ever made her feel small. Hindi na niya halos maramdaman ang sakit ng kaniyang sugat sa sobrang inis sa lahat. "I’ll get out of your lives," she muttered to herself. "I’ll be free. Soon, I’ll be free." As the car screeched to a halt, natapos ang tawag, ngunit alam ni Thalia na isang bagay at iyon ay tapos na siya sa lahat. She was going to find her own way out, no matter the cost.

Tumikhim ako at naka isip agad ng idadahilan. "Nasa Pilipinas ako, sa sarili ko pang bansa hindi ba kabastusan naman kung mag i english pa ako kahit na alam ko naman kung paano mag salita ng tagalog?" "Phew! Makabansa ka pala, hindi ako na inform." "Bakit?" "Wala naman, sasabihin ko lang sana sa'yong bukas mag papagawa ako ng tarpaulin na may nakalagay na suportahan ang sariling atin."

Her voice cracked but never broke as she read aloud a letter to her younger self: Dear Me, I’m sorry they made you feel like your body was something shameful. I’m sorry you believed silence was your only shield. But look at you now. You’re still here. You’re learning to speak. And one day, you’ll be loved loudly. But for now… love yourself enough to keep going. Sophia blinked against the tears. Not just because Ralia had spoken. But because she had led. Later that night, in the solitude of her journal, Sophia wrote:

Isipin naman nila paki-usap, anong kabutihan ng pag aaral kung mamatay kana, hindi ba? Lumuha na pala ako hindi ko napansin. Sinampal ko ang sarili ko, ""Ralph, hu 'wag kang mag alala. Malapit na tayong maka 'laya."" Mahinang sambit ko sa 'king sarili. Nag patuloy nalang ako sa'king pag lalakad habang sinusundan ang liwanag ng buwan. ""T-tulong...

Sabila's words this time were able to make Salsa's head which was drooping slowly lift up. "Remember one thing, okay! I don't like being controlled by anyone, this is my life, not yours. If you want this cake, it's like that, I don't care for what? How's your life. Remember, Sa! Happiness is what we decide for ourselves, not someone else, "said Sabila again and then left Salsa with her magic.

Masakit, nakakapagod pero maganda. Parang tula... 'yung tipong kahit maraming sugat, gusto mo pa ring ulitin. Only The Young can run... ────────────────────────────────────────────────────