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One puff. Two puffs. Three. The night was young and so was she. Only 21 but age does not really measures ones maturity. The woman pushed the cigarette butt into the ashtray. It was already midnight and she couldn’t sleep. How could she? For nights she was sleepless. She decided to unhook the receiver and dialed the numbers. She knew she had to tell someone. She couldn’t keep it to herself anymore. Telling someone about her story would probably ease the burden, she thought. It rang. Then came an answer.

Where would I start, she thought. Ah yes. She was 11 then, so young and fresh. Not until one night—the night she never thought she would dread for the rest of her life. She was helpless, she couldn’t do anything but to shut her eyes and think of a place, far away where she and her family are together. But in reality, she had none of her own. Her mother and father are living separate lives. No one really cared. That was what she felt. Living a liberated life was what she learned from her mother. And so be it. She explored. She wandered around and tried new things—things she wasn’t supposed to take.

One. Two. Three puffs. It seemed to be a perfect drug. It made her forget about her past but not for long. Soon she came upon the arms of different men, young and old. She didn’t seem to mind. It wasn’t done for love but as vengeance and a chance to get even. When she was through with her ritual, a vague feeling hit her. It was empty. She was empty. Nothing could fill the void that was inside her.

Whenever she stands in front of a mirror, she stared at her reflection wondering who the person is. It was a woman—a woman with so much pain and angst ready to burst. It sickened her. She felt like throwing up. In the outside though, it wasn’t like that at all. There was no trace of anger or misery. She seemed to be one of the crowds, not showing that deep inside her lies a dark secret. She didn’t fear that her secret was out; for it was her own decision to find someone she can talk about it with. It eased her for a moment after letting out her one-hour confession.

When she hanged the phone, a smile came upon her face. She sought vengeance but it wasn’t substantiated with what she has done in her life. It was ironic but it made her smile. She thought of what her life is now. How does she feel about her life right now? She didn’t know She felt nothing. Watching the moon shining brightly by her window, she lit another stick and just continued with her trance.

(inspired by a true story)

Lost in Reverie

Opening her eyes, she blinked. The sun shone above her face, it was almost blinding. Looking around, it was unfamiliar to her. The room was painted in white; with a table, a cabinet and certain apparatus were also beside it. Where is she? How did she get there? What time is it? How long has she been asleep? So many questions followed through her mind but she couldn’t remember anything. Not one bit. As she was about to rise, dizziness came. The room seemed to be spinning. The door opened and a young man in a light blue uniform came in. “Ah you are awake.” He greeted. “Where am I?’, she asked. “You’re safe here; you’ve been here for quite a while now. You were in a coma”, the man said while checking on a chart that was placed in a table. “I want to know how did I get here”, she insisted. “Yes, but you have to take it easy. I know you might feel a little nauseous. It’s normal. Don’t worry your doctor will be here in a minute, so just relax and don’t exert too much effort, for now”, the man explained. She was confused. She didn’t know what to do. Closing her eyes she fell in a dream-like states. Images flashed to her mind. It surprised her. What was that? It was like she was watching a re-run of a movie. It was familiar but for some reason she did not recognize the images that came to mind.

A girl was standing on the edge of a building. She didn’t know her. She saw her from the back. It was not clear, but it looked like she was about to jump. The wind sweep her hair, it felt good. In seconds, she was plummeting to the ground.

Sweat covered her face, as she woke up. The sun still shone brightly. It was a nightmare, she figured. Or was it? Was she the girl in her dream? The door opened again. This time a man in a white coat entered. He was holding a folder and smiled. Information was fed to her like food being swallowed. She finally knew how she ended up in the hospital and who she was. Still she felt confused. Why has she done it to herself? For weeks she underwent physical therapy sessions as well as psychological check ups and examinations. Little by little she remembers. She knew she had a fatal fall from a 3-storey building. The reasons still lie dormant in her idle memory. She wanted to find out soon. She was dying to know why. But only time will tell when she will finally came upon the memory of her sinister past.

(inspired by a tru story)

Acquiesce

It was getting dark. She peeked at the window and spotted the figure of his husband. The zigzagging man drew closer to the door. It made her shudder. Drunk again, she thought. Just before she opened the door, a loud thud was heard. When she opened it, the body of her husband lay cold. Gritting her teeth, she said to her self, “at least his out cold he would probably sleep through the night”. He mumbled words hard for her to comprehend. He was heavy and dragging him inside made her back ache. She was too tired and to sick of seeing him like a wreck. When she was able to settle him down to the couch, he began touching her and saying words she knew he only meant in this certain state of mind. “Wait ‘til his sober and he won’t probably remember a thing of what he said” she thought.

His hands continued to fondle her bosom. She told him to stop and go change but instead he held her in his arms and began kissing her hard. It made her want to scream, the taste of liquor overwhelmed her. Suddenly she felt like vomiting. He began undressing her. She was too tired to complain, just too tired. The next night was the same except that he was not that drunk. He was still in his sober state of mind. Upon entering the room, she looked at him. He was eyeing one her like a prey. Orders came out of his mouth. He wanted her to entertain him and to strip before him. She couldn’t believe what she heard. She reasoned that she was not feeling well and that she would like to sleep early but suddenly he started cursing her and saying hurtful words. It made her cry.

With a heavy heart, she did what her husband told her to do. But after that, she felt despondent. For many nights the same sexual perversions occurred. Alcoholism changed her husband a lot. She never realized that it would come to this point. She knew she had to do something to stop. She reported it on a women’s center and queried on having legal separation. However, days passed and her husband’s attitude slowly came back to normal. Surely, she didn’t want to have their marriage go to waste. Her contemplation was ended. She decided not to pursue a separation case. She wasn’t sure if she made the right decision. Pretty much she hope that she did.

(inspired by a true story)