Wakas
I roamed my eyes on the dark garden. The stone path was punctuated with weeds after every stone. The dishevelled, un-manicured lawn was more moss than grass. I walked on stone path while thinking why I am here.
We had a dinner with a family friend. Hindi ko alam kung bakit sinama pa ako nila Mommy, kung hindi niya ako pinilit na sumama rito siguro ay tapos ko na ang ini-sketch kong bahay.
Ipinasok ko ang dalawa kong palad sa bulsa ng aking jacket nang umihip ang malakas na hangin. Pinagmasdan ko ang kabuoan ng bahay. Maganda at simple lang.
I sighed and listen to my surrounding.
My eyebrows shot when I heard a weird noise. Ginala ko ang aking mata sa hardin, halos mapaatras ako sa kinakatayuan ko ng makita ang isang batang babae na naka-upo sa gilid at ... wait, what the f**k i
