The Port Bay,
San Ildefonso, Philippines
The tangerine sky swarmed by the flock of seagulls chasing each other above the sea, reminds me of my bitter yet sweet childhood memories; away from toxic life and full of joy. It was the recollection I had kept in mind before my family became too obsessed about pushing me to be like my late grandmother.
I don't exactly remember how or what they were after before, but since my grandpa—who used to be a local healer in our area—loves me so much, he had to do something about my parents' obsession. He had put me into days of sleep, and as far as I could remember, I woke up one day witnessing how my parents abruptly acting differently towards me unlike before. Gone are their obsession and so is their affection.
The consequences of what my grandf
