The Untold:Jar of Hearts

       "Boom!" a big bash was interrupted by a loud break of jars. Heart beating fast and feels like about to crash. I hurry and went to a look on our old Attic upstairs, goosebumps all over me. This Attic must have been very hoary and really rusty and old.


      Then I saw a pair of alive heart-shaped thing inside the jar. I was shocked, i reach for the jar and open it. But i went to pause.....


      It surprised me for it is a HEART. One with an aggravated heart and the other one with fond heart. I ran  the two hearts into my fastidious room at the second floor of our elevated house. I locked myself and creep into the open window with the jars in my frizzy hands. Mang Kanor, the caretaker of my Aunt Belen's house, glued his eyes on me, perhaps he must saw me clenching the hearts in my bare hands. He ran, I hesitate aand leave the jars in my room and look for Mang Kanor. There he was at Aunt Belen's garden, I wonder why he was acting insane snd like he was talking to himself.


     " Mang Kanor ! " with a horrifying expression , he turn to face me 
" Oh!sorry I must have surprised you." 
" No problem madam, how can I help you?" of course, I answered him 
" um... Its about --- I wonder why you are making a deep-sight seeing in me above my room, awhile ago"     he hid his face
" Mang Kanor?" and yet with no response.
"Your holding a Jar of Hearts, did you?"
"yes!" he clinged his frizzy fingers in my arm and
"where did you get those?"
"in the Attic." he stare at me "cause I heard something crushing upstairs, that's why I acclaim that it is something I need to check and---"
"you stole it!" he break me.
"NO!I didn't"
"yes you did! keep that heart as soon as you can before Ro and Rosella's soul wake up."
"what?! but Manong Kanor----". He left but  his words stayed.




    I went upstairs and dial Celina's number, a French Ghost Whisperer  or tracker and a friend of my old neighbor in Los Angeles. " HELLO?"
" Celina,its me Rollete"
"Yes. how may I help you Ro?"
"I'm in Paris , I'm at my Aunt Belen's house , could you come and check me out?
"assure"




   I need to go back to my country, leaving the jar of hearts in my room, locked ! There is something I need to know about it , something Mang Kanor and the whole tribe hiding from me.... something I need to know.......
Going back to rich country , the Philippines, but my mind was still in Paris, a thought that bubbling me along the way " I need to go back soon and to know the secret of the Jar of Hearts"

A Day and FOREVER

    Walking in the silver sand of Boracay , the sun's rays sinked into my lovely skin. Wearing my favorite two-peice swimsuit that my mom brought me months ago from her trip to Hong-Kong, with a silky,thin vest I wore to cover my entire body and to protect it from the heat of the sun. I also wore my adorable and comfortable , pink flipflops that i stole frm my bff's dresser. Whoooa... I am really embracing the heat of summer !

     Removing away my vest and my slippers off and flashed through the clear water of Boracay. Taking a zip dive is really that fun huh? As I came out of the clear salty water , I crept up and saw my sister as she lift my lovely, white dress to be wore on my special day. I hurry upstairs at my room 1016 and there all we're ready, my makeup artist, my photographer, my videographer, my girls and all the things I needed.

  1 hour and 30 mins of preparation , i flew downstair as the white car was waiting for me outside.....

 There he was , my charming husbang to be, waiting for me, as I slowly and lady-manerly walked into the silver tiled aisle of the solemnity of this holy place. Guests all over the place glued and gave me an "owl" eye as i walked into the center aisle of this place. Simple as I am wearing my white sneackers and light makeup with my upshouldr dress and my "curlytops" hair with a white shell headres on top of it. Then the two of us sit down on a lovely brown bench  in the front, i slowly turn my face , right, to c my cute flower girls and my beautiful bridesmaid.

   Flower all over me as he open the wide door of our blue Hammer car and drive me into the white beach of Boracay. He reached for my face and as he speak the words " I love you Mrs.Juliada" . He carry me into hiS tan arms and ly me into the silver sand of Boracay,  he give me a sweet peck and a touch of an ever lasting love. I was running halfway and he was chasing of and tickled me , and as i went to a stop to hug him and kiss him from the neck as i reach into his lips...

    "Toot.. Toot" the sound of the messy alarm clock wake me up. What a dream, i told myself . Tick tock ,The sound of footsteps outside my room,and went right away, as I crept to see who it was I then saw the ever lasting smile of the man I love. That dream! That dream was about to happen. I cleared into my mind .