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 .

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Launcelot

     It was Thursday. Early evening when I came home straight from my Launcelot's place. A flash of indescribable feeling that burst inside of my endless beating heart. I said, " it's him ! there's nothing more I could ask for, but only him" . As the words linked into my , oh so, full of mystery mind. He then came along in the silence and darkness of my room, his face then flash without thinking any whys, his sweet, bearable smiles, his kissable lip, his tan skinned hand and that voice of him that turned my world upside down. Could there be any piece of assorted reasons why I should leave him? of course not ! a thought that keeps on burning , that states, living a life beside him would be the biggest mistake I could ever do.

          Stars begin to fly without holding you here by my side. Again and again my frizzy body was craving for your warmth hug. You are the Taylor Lautner , the Jacob Black , my "werewolf", indeed. Lying in the softness of my bed I then remember my past 5 hours with him, as he cradled me in his wide arms, held me tightly as he whispered " kita ra ha? " and as he spoke the words " I LOVE YOU ". Speechless , I couldn't say a word. The feeling of unconditional love that has printed in both of our hearts. Looking into his sparkling beautiful eyes was just like looking into the eyes of true love. In a brief second I then realized that he was exactly the man I am longing for. Now could there be anyone who could tell me that I had made the wrong choice ? NO!    the choice I made was exactly the reason why I am happy, why every morning was worth getting up. I answered myself.

           The day has come into an end, and fortunately another day was about to begin. As the song goes by "Don't know if i could ever be without you cause boy you complete me". No one can ever take your place my Tom Kaven: Launcelot.

Imortal

Ako at tanging ako lamang na nasa daan at pinapagalaw ang aking mga paa. "burr.." sa malamig na lugar ng Forks,Washington. Ang sosyal naman 'ka mo ng "Snake Skin" diyaket na nakasablay sa aking malilit na braso. Nanginginig na naglalakad sa  sementong daanan ng mga sasakyang bumubuga ng maitim na abo. Bumuka ang aking ala-"OWL" na mga mata sa isang nilalang na may dalawang matutulis na ngipin sa dalawang angulo ng bibig.

Heto na bumubusina ang magarang Porsche ni Alice, ang aking maliit at magandang hipag. Inanyayahan niya akong sumakay at samahan siyang mag "Shopping" sa "Mall" ng Seattle,Washington. Iniwaanan niya ako ng pasado 9:30 ng gabi, nang hindi ko nakayanan ang napakatahimik na pagmumukmok sa isang sulok isang Mall sa Seattle,Washington. Isang minuto ang dumaan ng  napahinto ako sa isang Bookshop. Nang makabili na ako sa bagay na magiging bago kong kakalibangan, lakad ng lakad ng may masalubong akong isang kawan ng mga "Big muscled" na mga lalake na paparating sa akin. "Tulong!" ang sigaw ko sa aking isip, tawag ako ng tawag kay Alice ngunit, walang sumusagot. Nang hindi nagtagal may humaharurut na isang puting Volvo na paparating sa akin, si Edward Massen Cullen, ang aking "Prince Charming". "botbot!" sigaw ng aking isip, " ayaw pag binakak maretes, kay di ka muansenso ana!".


Tanghali na ng nakarating ako sa paaralan, ako'y isang manunulat na naman ! sabi ko , "alang-alang man ug Vampire?" at habang naiinis ako sa aking kabilang isip na puno ng katotohanan, humarurut parin ang aking isa pang isip na puno ng imahenasyon at sabi "don't worry ! kering-keri ang lahat ng pagod ng isang pagiging writter. Heler ! Edward Cullen is coming" ang Imortal kong kasintahan.

Kilalanin Ang Mga Bestfriends

Si TWIITER.FACEBOOK.MUSICDUMPER.YAHOO.YOUTUBE. Ang ilan sa mga aking mga kaibigan na matatagpuan sa mundo ng kababalaghan. Ang iba'y nasa ibang linya pa, gaya ni DOTA at TANTRA, datapwat hindi sila humihingi ng rikisito kaya naman ang lahat ay interesadong-interesado makipagsalamuha. Halika't samahan ako at kilalanin ang itsura at katangian meron ang mga kaibigan ko sa  mundong iyon. 

 " TWIT..TWIT.." tunug ng kumakantang si TWITTER, habang ako'y nagkwekwentuhan sa aking kaibigan din na si Libro, kaya't hinyaan ko nalang muna si Libro at pumunta kay TWITTER. Gayunpaman, pinagkwentuhan niya ako ng mga "LATEST TRENDS"  na nasagap niya.Kaya naman, ako'y nalibang din sa kanyang mga nkakalibang na tsismis.Kabilang na din dyan sina Vice Ganda,Anne curtis, Jugs and Teddy at iba pa.Alam naman siguro ng nakakarami na mahilig ako sa mga  tsismis kaya't nakinig naman ako.Habang nag-uusap kami, tinawag naman ako ni FACEBOOK, sabi pa niya"Jeaneillou Chai Jabunan is now friends with Af-Ghani Dicka" o , bago na namang balita , kaya't sinabihan ko si TWITTER " babalik lang aku mamaya ha? " , sabi naman niya "twit..twit , sige ingat " . Habang sinisirado ko ang aking linya kay TWITER , andyan naman si FACEBOOK na ngumiiti at sabi " what's on your mind ? " at sabi ko naman " ayaw ko na ni Libro, Facebook, gusto ko nalang na sa inyo makipag kwentuhan, boring kaya siya, heler! " sabi naman niya " oo nga , nakakaboring kaya siya, buti pa kami malilibang kapa " , " like " sagot ko naman . " cha ,sige diyan ka na muna " ---- " booombooorommboomboom you got that super bass "  ayun ! kumakanta na naman siMUSICDUMPER , talaga namang nakakahumaling at nakakainlove siya kapag kumanta o hindi kaya'y pagdinig ko palang sa kanyang magagandang himig ay napaptalon ako sa kagandahan nito " araw araw at gabi gabi si MUSICDUMPER laging sa tabi." ang lagi kong sinasabi aky FACEBOOK at tinitwit kay TWITTER, naku naman ! habang hinaharana ako ni MUSICDUMPER ayun naman si YOUTUBEang mysteryo kong kaibigan na mahilig mang aliw sa akin ng mga nakakatuwang bideo , minsa'y nanunood pa kami ng pilikula.

Isang araw ang dumating, palagi nalang akong nakikipag kwebtuhan sa kanila , sa umaga , sa paarala , at kahit sa pag-uwi hanggang mag hating gabi man. Parati nalang sila ang kasama ko sa ngunit, natuklasan kong parang di na maayos o di kaya'y di na maganda ang dinudulot nito sa akin. " TEMTASYON!" nga naman , sila nalang palagi, sa kanila naaksaya ang mga oras na dapat ilaan sa mga im portanteng bagay tulad ng  pakikipagsalamuha sa isang simpleng Libro.

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