Even if we're thousand miles apart,
Regardless of how far or distant,
And how much our times differ,
In the end,
We're still standing under...
Surviving Haiyan: The World's Strongest MegastormSURVIVING HAIYAN
THE DAY BEFORE HAIYAN
We had known that a Super Typhoon was going to hit us, and so we prepared for the worst. My parents secured the roof of our house, cut down the huge branches of the nearby trees, and prepared a bag full of clothes, flashlights, and canned goods. Because my parents work for the San Joaquin parish church and are close friends of the parish priest, Fr. Kelvin Apurillo, the latter invited us to stay in the church's rectory since it was more durable than our house. However, we had to decline the invitation as we had to assist my aunt in taking care of my 85-year old grandmother who both lived in our ancestral house which was located just across our home. My Mother had instructed me that very night to stay at my Grandma's place for the night and they would just follow the next day.
THE DAY OF HAIYAN
I woke up at 5:30AM that day--I don't usually wake up at this time of the day--but I did. My aunt w
The Light Beyond Ch. 8Chapter 8: War of Beauties
Oh my God! I cant believe Im here!
Lina gave a droll stare on Anna as she watched her hyperventilate and bead cold sweats inside the fully air-conditioned venue of her Aunt Mimis party. While the others including her are enjoying the food and good music, her friend is at the verge of fainting. Her knees are trembling and her face had lost color despite of having make-up.
Anna is supposed to be the one who should watch after her in case she feel sick again but it looks like things are going the other way around.
Lina tried to pick another taco from her plate only to find it empty for the third time. Geez, dont they have bigger plates. She complained mentally. Hey, are you okay here by yourself? she asked Anna.
By the start of the evening, there were six of them in their table but as minutes passed each of her associates decided to engage into som
The Light Beyond Ch. 7Chapter 7: Chameleon
Like an explosion, Lina blasted in a sitting position looking at her friend in disbelief. She couldnt have been more stunned if Anna had grabbed the clinics IV pole and smashed it to her face. WHAT!? she screamed, making Anna flinch a little on her sudden aggression. Because honestly, who wouldnt, her voice had been hostile and loud, loud enough for even the students from outside to hear. You called my Dad? she asked, Anna nodded. Why did you do that?
Well, Dr. Fielder says that you might need a hospital attention. So I checked your phone, I saw his number. So I called him. Whats wrong with that?
Her jaws dropped. This day couldnt get any worse. She missed her appointment and shes sure that Cast is still waiting for her while shes still helpless to do anything to wait for her body to handle herself. Oh damn it!
W-what? Why? What
The Light Beyond Ch. 6Chapter 6: Secret and Secrets
Lina was still thinking too much of the great day that shed just spent that she didnt notice that shes only a few centimeters close from hitting herself right directly into a grey van parked in front of the vacant house beside her home. Good thing that she was fast enough to press the break before she could end up in a total catastrophe.
New neighbor? Lina mused when she saw the van and the cargo boxes and some furniture scattered all around it.
Or maybe to be more precise, a neighbor.
Lina admits that shes a loner type of person and she doesnt like too many people running around her neighborhood. So when her Dad made her picked her choice of home, she chooses the one that is kind of spaced away from the rest that even the house next to hers is unoccupied.
But now, so much for spacing away. The empty house that had been like a decoration for the nearby l
Please ListenThey never listen, they never will.
I have a lot of things to say.
A lot of things that I wish they could have heard.
I wish they could have understand.
But none, none of them cared.
In the end, all the blames are mine.
And they never even considered if they are at fault.
Years had passed and my concerns were gone in the wind.
What was left in me is a wound and hole in my heart that knows no cure.
And now they ask what had I'd become.
Asking me where had they gone wrong.
And I can't tell since they won't still care.
They won't still listen.
If only they did, even just once.
If only they did not taken my feelings for granted.
If only they didn't see my concerns are ridiculous.
If only they had listened.
Maybe things could have been better.
Maybe I didn't turn into this.
And they won't be seeking answers while staying ignorant.
Giving all the blames to me.
Saying that I'd never been good enough.
Saying that I'm a plague on them.
A disease that is growing uncurable.
A disappointment that
The Light Beyond Ch. 5Chapter 5: Movie
Cast's mind was into a deep space that he didn't even notice that Lina had already arrived. He'd only been aware of her presence when he heard the squeak of the chair as she dragged in on the other side of the table. "Hi," she greeted warmly on him using those charming smiles of her.
Cast breath almost abandoned his body when he took his first glance on her. He doesn't know whether she had or not had done something to herself but she looked more stunning than before. And his void expression instantly lightens up on just a simple glimpse on her. "Hi," he greeted back wholeheartedly.
"You're already here? Am I late?"
"No, you're just in time. I'm early."
"Good thing to know. So what's for today?"
"Heaps and they're already settled." Cast has sets everything for the day. But before they go through that, he needed to do something first before it slipped off his mind again. His brain isn't that straighten
Dear DeathDear Death,
my Daddy says
I cannot write to you
like I write
to Father Christmas.
I am trying anyways,
I want to make a wish:
Can you say „Hi“
quite right thy father is,
for I am not
the one in red.
and I only take away.
He grants wishes,
I am the end
of wishing all.
Thus, no messenger am I,
thy foolish wish
I’ll never grant.
I’ll take you
as darkness falls
and I lie bound
to this cold hospital bed
I cannot help
the letter I once sent.
Considering your grim reply
you're reaching for me soon.
So I shall take the liberty
to write now once again.
All I really have to say
will be put in the close:
thy letter I remember well,
and also my reply.
Grim is my nature,
grim my task,
grim my dark abode.
I cannot be anything
other than what I am.
And when I indeed do reach for thee,
my hand will grasp thee
Imagine - Dragon TFNow imagine yourself...
You're still that lone soul,
But this time
You feel a presence
Building up inside you, slowly.
You can now see truly,
You open your eyes
And witness something incredible.
You've noticed your hand,
Yet it is no longer that.
You see claws spurting out from your fingertips,
Your nails, fallen to the floor.
It looks painful
But you feel nothing.
Nothing but the strength
Still growing inside you
Now making its way to the surface,
Changing you slowly...
You watch as your fingertips fuse.
As five becomes three,
Your new claws growing longer
With each passing second.
You stare in amazement
Not sure what to feel...
Shock? Fear? Awe?
But there is one thing.
One single feeling
Surging through your body...
One feeling whose existence
You cannot deny.
It flows through your veins
Filling you with the energy
Of the beast within.
Now freeing itself
From the depths of your soul...
Yet this power cannot be contained so easily.
FragmentI lie to say
called memory -
do you still
think of me?
You gave me
when I had
Oh, tell me
when I lie
when I lie
Doctor WhoHurtling through time and space,
Can he ever find a place?
Jumping forward to a brand new earth,
Jumping back to an empty hearth.
Forward again to see the Face of Boe,
Back in time to meet an old foe.
He is pursued by an incessant fact,
The likes of which he can't take back.
His entire home, his people his soul,
All gone, leaving him without a goal.
The last of the Time Wars,
The end of his kind,
He is trapped b
Trust"I have trust issues..."
I say as you sit and stare.
"So, what do you mean?"
You ask, not understanding.
I don't know how to explain.
But I try my best.
"I have trouble trusting people."
I slowly say.
You simply say.
As if you understand.
"Well, that's not,
That big of a deal."
You don't understand.
"Yes it is."
I simply say.
"I don't see how that is,
Everyone is like that."
You try to play it down.
"No, you're wrong."
So very wrong.
You don't know what its like,
To be around your friends and familly,
The people you care about.
And not trust them.
Not be able to trust them.
No matter how much you want to.
You don't know what it feels like.
The paranoia, the fear.
The guilt, the pain.
The self-hate, the resentment.
Feel so empty inside.
So isolated from everyone.
Even around many, I feel so alone.
"Why are you like this?"
"Because of my past."
I say quietly.
You want to understand.
"Yes, my trust was abused,
Back when I was younger."