Rage
WHEN I was a kid, I always thought I would have a happy life. I had a perfect family who loved me: grandparents who adored me, and loving parents.
I was a jolly and playful kid before. I was the type of kid who wanted to play with other kids, and one day everything changed.
Umuwi ako sa bahay noon mula sa playground. The neighborhood is safe kaya kahit mga nannies lang namin ang kasama namin, hindi nag-aalala o walang dapat ipag-alala ang mga magulang namin.
Tahimik ang bahay nang makauwi ako. Agad kong hinanap sina Dad at Mommy.
“Ha? Grandpa is here?”
Tuwang-tuwa ako dahil close rin ako sa aking grandparents lalo na kay grandpa. Other people will always say that my grandpa is scary and strict, pero para sa akin, my grandpa is a nice man.
“Hindi ka ba talaga nag-iisip, Romeo?!”
