《FB Messenger》May I go out?
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(Inside voice): May I go out, isa sa mga kadalasang nasasambit ng mga estudyante, at iba iba ang dahilan kung bakit nila sinasabi ito, maaring sila ay nangangailangan gumamit ng palikuran, possible rin ang pag-cutting, taktiks sa pagsusulit, at marami pang iba, ngunit hindi ko aakalaing ito ang huling mga salita niya
-Kaninang Umaga-
Dec 14 2020
2:30AM
Sa loob ng kuwarto ni Ishy ay masasabi mo na kung anong klaseng tao siya, pagkat napakalinis at organisado ang kanyang mga kagamitan, wala kang makikitang abo ni isa
Disoras na ng gabi at tulog na ang halos lahat, napakatahimik ang kapaligiran, sa sobrang tahimik ay maiilang ka, malamig at presko ang simoy ng hangin, at dahil doon ay tiyak na giginawin ka sobra, napakapayapa na ng lahat liban kay Ishy pagkat siya ay nangangaginip
*Panaginip ni Ishy*
*Minulat ni Ishy ang kanyang mga mata at napansin niya ay nasa silid-aralan na niya siya napaparoon*
(Inside voice): woah..., the heck bat ako nasa school?
*Pansin ni Ishy na handa na ang lahat para sa selebrasyon ng klase para sa pasko*
*May boses siyang narinig na tila ba parang hindi mapakali ang taong iyon*
(Unknown voice): tulong tulong si **** nadisgrasya, tumawag kayo ng ambulansya
*Dahil sa hindi malamang rason ay hindi marinig ni Ishy ang pangalan ng taong nadisgrasya, ang kanyang naririnig lamang sa bahaging iyon ay matinis na tunog na para bang ayaw ipaalam sa kanya kung sino ang tao na iyon*
*Biglang may kumalabit si likod niya at pagkatalikod niya ay nadatnan niya ang isang bangkay na walang kabuhay-buhay na tinakluban ng telang puti*
(Unknown voice): pakiusap babalaan mo si....
*Tumunog ang alarm clock sa cellphone ni Ishy*
*Minulat niya ang kanyang mata*
Hirap imulat ni Ishy ang kanyang mga mata tila ba kasing bigat ng problemang nasa isipan niya
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*Sa kabila ng lahat ng iyon ay naghanda pa rin si Ishy para sa party na magaganap maya-maya*
(Inside voice): sino kaya yung tao na iyon?..., tsss..., Ishy wag mo isipin iyon panaginip lang iyon for sure hindi iyon totoo
*Nang matapos si Ishy sa pagbihis at paghahanda sa para sa party ay umalis na siya sa kanyang tahanan*
*Lumabas ng pintuan si Ishy at biglang nagring ang kanyang cellphone, si Francel ang tumatawag*
Ishy: o Francel ano yun?...
Francel: bes asan ka na? andito na kami ni Lanie
(Lanie in the background): hiii girlll!!!
Ishy: paalis pa lang ako ng bahay bakit?
Francel: ah ganun ba..., o siya basta dalian mo magsisimula na ata ang party
*Kinuha bigla ni Lanie ang cellphone ni Francel*
Lanie: tsaka andito na crush mo hahaha!!!
*Kinilig si Ishy at napangiti, at dahil doon nawala sa isip niya ang kanyang napanaginipan kaninang umaga*
Ishy: sige sige hahaha!!!, bye!!!...
(Francel at Lanie): byee!!!, ingat ka sa biyahe...
*Binaba ni Ishy ang cellphone at umalis na*
Nakaabot na ng terminal ng jeep si Ishy at tila ba may nakita siyang lalaki na nakatingin sa kanya
Nagkatinginan sila at nailang ng konti si Ishy, imbis na manatili ay sumakay na siya ng jeep
*May dumaan na kotse sa harap ng lalaki at biglang nawala*
Nang makarating si Ishy sa paaralan ay sinalubong siya nina Francel at Lanie
(Francel at Lanie): girlll!!! hahaha!!! saktong sakto ka magsisimula na...
Ishy: awit... o siya tara na hahaha!!!
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