It was the place. It was summer. I was sixteen. It was a magical vacation. And it was perfect.
Isinama ako ng pinsan ko sa batis na tinatawag nilang batuan. I wasn't too excited, actually. Napalayo na kasi ang loob ko sa relatives ko sa father side simula nang magkaroon ng ibang pamilya ang tatay ko. I even believed that, that vacation was a very bad idea.
Matutuwaka ba kung dalawa kayong pamilya ng tatay mo ang nasa iisang bubong? Of course not.
Napilitan lang kaming dumalaw that time dahil namatay ang aking lola whom I love so much kaya pumayag akong mag-stay doon for a couple of days.
I fed my eyes with wonderful scenery as we try to dip in the clear water. Kami-kami lang ang naroon noon. Habang naglulubog, bumalik sa alaala ko ang pamilyar na pakiramdam tuwing bakasyon. Madalas kasi noon, every summer vacation ay naroon kami. And it was like five, six years ago.
My cousins talked about how we used to play and swim there almost every other day. Yeah, I kinda missed it. The place, the food. The people. Yeah, the people. One name rang in my head and it felt sad and nice at the same time.
Kaka-reminisce ng good memories, hindi ko natantya ang tinatapakan kong bato. I slipped and fell into the deeper part of the river. Then I got pushed into the current. I'm not a good swimmer but I could have swam sideways. But the current made it impossible for me. I almost drowned.
I thought, I'm going to die. I even managed to pray and asked for forgiveness before I almost let go of my senses. I thought, this vacation was tragic afterall. One minute I was filling my lungs with water, the next minute I was being pulled out of it.
I do believe in God. And I believe in miracles. But the last thing I would expect in that situation was a kiss. Okay this is not a love story. And it's not a kiss from a guy. Or a prince charming. It was a kiss from a child. A little girl.
The next thing I knew, someone was pumping my chest. And painfully, I pushed out all the water inside my lungs so I could fill it with oxygen. I saw my cousins looking at me with fear. I looked around and checked if there was a little girl but failed. I thought maybe I was just dreaming. Or hallucinating. But I'm sure it was too vivid to ignore.
When we reached home, I told my mom everything. They were all concerned about what happened. I even said about the little girl. I felt scared about what it meant. But my mom smiled as she hugged me.
I even said, "Isn't it because of grandma? But why a child?"
Then my mom who suddenly looked more serious, mentioned Elizabeth. You see, I have a baby sister. She died the day she was born, even before mom had pushed her out of this world. She died inside her womb. And mom gave birth here in this province.
"Your baby sister saved you. Even though you haven't been really together. She knows her ate who stayed the whole time beside her in her wake. Do you believe it?" tanong ni Mama.
It's Elizabeth... Now I realized that if she's alive, she'd be in the same age of the girl I saw .
But why would she age when she died as a baby? I'm just curious. Did she became my guardian angel? Maybe.
So do I believe? I honestly don't know. All I'm certain is, that day, I was saved and she appeared for a reason I cannot really say. And I will never forget that summer until the day I die.
I was saved by an angel.
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