Epilogue
421 Words
"A Scented Soul's Chances"
YEAR 1956
"Aaahh !!!" I shouted in agony and mystery but no one can hear me
"Monika Madrigal, Death 8:28 pm Thursday August 8, 1956 Murdered and r***d"
"What a poor that girl"
"You know her?"
"Yes that is very kind, a woman with a golden heart and polite"murmured by the people in town after they saw my dead body.
"But her family, Madrigal, has a dark secret about their only child here in Pangasinan"
"We all know their family is a shining gold here in our place"words added by some villagers
"What are you saying I'm here !!! Can't you see me ?!" - I shouted and shout around me but the words my mouth dropped seemed meaningless.
"Tsk tsk tsk"
"Poor kid"
I WAS VERY HAPPY TO SEE AN OLD MAN LOOKING AT MY DIRECTION. I RUN TOWARDS HIM AS I SEE HOPE AND LIGHT.
"Who are you? It's good that you see me, please tell them I'm not dead yet"I proudly stated to him
"Even if it's hard to believe, you have to accept it"he said with his arrogant and undescribably face reaction.
"No-NO NO!!!, now I just remember the events why? Why?"Suddenly my legs weaken and I sat down on the on the rocky ground.
"I have met many people like you. People who are pure, honest, good and innocent heart but unfortunately people like you end up in a tragedy"
"Why are you telling me this?"
"I want to give you a little chance to touch and live again as a normal person, Use this"merciful words he said while reaching a perfume in my hand.
"What is this perfume for?"
"Every time you apply that to your wrist or neck, your heart will beat again as a living creature"
"Case the fragrance of that perfume is limited and only lasts for twelve hours. Every time you sprinkle your body you will become a human being".
"How can I buy that? What is the condition of-"I didn't finish my question as he wants me to be silent and listen to his plea.
"Ssssshh-Not all magic comes with price, sometimes its a chance "he whisper with his deep mysterious voice
I WAS SUDDENLY SURPRISED WHEN I MISSED THE MYSTERIOUS OLD MAN WHO SUDDENLY APPEARED. I DIDN'T KNOW WHERE HE CAME FROM BUT BECAUSE OF HIM I HAVE BEEN A PERFECT PERSON WHO BREATH BY SPRAYING A PERFUME
"A Scented Soul's Chances
~ THE GIRL WHO BREATH THROUGH SCENT
- Writer
