The people in Saka mountain had a unique garbage disposal— they threw trashes on a cliff! When Lindy, a ten-year-old girl fell on that cliff, she found herself in an unfamiliar house and surroundings. She's in the wild! There, she would encounter a handsome boy named Gus, beast spirits, and suspicious village elders. They will uncover the secrets of Kahuyan village, or so they thought. But before they know it, Lin's timer was up. She has to return to where she belongs. Years passed after she left the mysterious village, the fates will entangle them again. Gus and Lin will finish what they've started. And they will not stop until they find the answer this time. With untold stories only they knew, they got closer than ever. Confused with their newly found affection, they began to examine the emotions they felt. Their hearts won't beat faster when they're together. They never got jealous towards another person. If butterflies in the stomach really does exist, theirs' were still caterpillars. Aren’t those the basic feelings for romance? All they know is that they're at peace with each other's company. And they'd do anything to keep that peace for a very long time.
View MoreIt was the same morning we usually have in Kahuyan Village. Yet it felt emptier and cold these past few days. Lin was not here now, neither was Gramps. Perhaps, she was now happily going to this so-called school she kept on bragging about.That night, when Lin pleaded to meet with Gramps, they immediately left earlier the very next morning. I was sad yet relieved at the same time because on that very same day, the Elders came knocking on our door. The moment I saw their faces, I already knew what they came for.They searched for Lin’s track. But her existence was like a dust completely blown off by the wind. Two people were not here anymore, yet villagers who never felt their presence carried on with their lives.They were never part here.Some days, I go to Gramps’ hut with Paco using the path we used when Lin was still here. I imagined how she was still behind us, barely keeping up. Gramps would then be on the grassy field outside his house
We spent a good amount of time hiding behind a tree before the Elders left. Gus checked the premises if it was really safe for us to go out.“They’re gone,” he said. But he was still keeping his voice low.I raced towards the river but before I could dip my feet to the shallow waters, Gus stopped me.“Pay respects first before going in,” he said.I finally understood what he meant when I saw Paco bowing before touching the water. I imitated him before dipping my feet to cool it off.“Your Elders must be pretty smart, huh?”“Yes, they are. Old people really know a lot of stuff,” he answered.“How could they know about the calendar and time?”Paco splashes some water on me and said, “Well they’re Elders. Maybe the Beast Spirits taught them or something.”I tapped his shoulders as if consoling him. “Wow, your answer is… I can&rs
“…and then, what do you usually do at school?” Paco asked.It’s been a couple of days when I started hanging out with Gus and Paco. I don’t know if they just kept me company while I’m here or they just don’t have friends in this village. Though I felt like it would be the latter.“We learn things with other kids. For 8-9 hours.”“Hours? What’s that?” Gus and Paco looked at me confusedly.“Oh, sorry I forgot. Basically, you’ll be in school from morning to afternoon.” I said, so that they could understand better.People don’t have a sense of time here. Morning, noon, afternoon, night— just that. Basing their time through the activities of the sun, weather, coldness, or warmness of the air.“What? Why go there? That’s so boring,” Paco complained. But I saw how Gus’ eyes glinted with curiosity and excitement.&ldq
Never judge a book by its cover. The serenity that was seen outside this hut was just a cover-up on how chaotic it was inside. There were no chairs nor a proper living area inside. Most of the basic furniture needed was missing. The most noticeable one was the flooring— the floor was covered with weeds and grasses. This place was only built with walls just to call it a home. I don’t hate it though, the grass floors fits well with the woody vibe of this place. Most of Gramps’ belongings were scattered all over the place as if things were left where they were last used. If one would accidentally stumble upon this hut, they’d probably think that this place was abandoned. The next thing I noticed were the stacks of books near his bed. It piqued my attention so I moved towards it. What’s more interesting was that as I got closer, more and more books looked familiar. “This is my book.” I held the ‘The Ugly Duckling’ book, its
I was beyond elated when I heard that there’s another person who got to this very unlikely situation.“Can I meet that person?” I asked.He nodded. “Maybe if you recovered more—”“I’m perfectly fine right now.”He was about to say something but didn’t continue. He just sighed and nodded.I scanned his face to study it a bit more. Gus has long lashes, thick and well-defined brows, and a high nose bridge. Everything about him was beautiful — his face, hair, and gleaming tanned skin.“You’re really pretty. Do you have some kind of a skincare routine?”He glared at me but didn’t say anything.“What? Did I do something to offend you? Perhaps your routine is a secret?” I asked, having no idea what I did.“I’m—I’m not pretty! I’m no girl,” he said. It seemed like it took a lot of effort
I woke up with a terrible headache. My vision was a bit blurry and it took me a few seconds before I could clearly see my surroundings.When I checked the place, it was unfamiliar to me. And the vibe of the house was quite peculiar.The house was made of wood just like its furniture, it looked like whoever lives here only kept the necessities; there was no décor, paint, or any form of art that we usually find in houses even in tiniest amount.Could the person who lives here a minimalist?Now, I noticed that it also lacks any kind of technology; there were no outlets, TV or even lights.Ah… A minimalist and an off-grid living, huh?Voices can be heard outside the house which eases my mind a little bit. I tried to recollect what happened before I arrived in this predicament. But all I could remember was the Balete tree.I stood up and felt my whole body ache. When I checked my arms, lashes and bruises were embedded on my s
5 days has passed and the girl was still unconscious. The first night she stayed with us, she had a high fever, and mother had to stay by her side. We still kept the outsider as a secret. We don’t want the Elders to take a whiff of the news. When father and I brought her here to our house, we took the long way just to avoid the prying eyes of our neighbors. “Poor soul. Her family must be worried sick,” my mother said. She was now wiping her face. The bruises on the little girl’s pale skin has now subsided. She has a small face, straight hair, thin brows, and straight eyelashes. Her appearance was nothing amazing or bad. But her lips were plump and looked like she rubbed some beets on it. Once, I scrubbed her lips with some cloth to check if there was really nothing place on it. Her nose was on the petite side, but it complements her face well. The girl winced when mother hit a wound. Rowena— who was beside mother, patted the girl’s head. “Ther
“How’s that possible?” Gramps asked when I told him where I found the girl. I also said to him about my hunch that she might have fallen from the cliff.“Well, the soft thing protected her,” answered Paco.“Oh, the mattress? Oy child, when you fall from that height no mattress could save ya.” Then he fell silent— scratching his chin, disturbing his now growing beard. “Did anyone knew about tis?”“I don’t know. But I’m the only—”“We’re,” Paco corrected, he predicted what I’m about to say.“We’re the only one who dares to go back to the cursed site. No one could have seen her before us.” I held the girl’s wrist to check her pulse. I’ve been holding her since we got here. I was so afraid that someone would die in front of me.“Well, let’s clean her up and tend her wounds first
After that festive night, most of the villagers woke up late, well not me. I needed to go somewhere and with half of the village still asleep, I can avoid half of the prying eyes.The air was still cold and the sun hasn’t fully risen yet, I grabbed my poncho to keep me warm. Toptoeing as I exited the room. I don’t want to wake anyone in this household.“Come, boy,” I said quietly. Monmon, our black puppy stood up and licked my face all over.“Shhhh… Let’s go.”Just as I thought that I would be safe outside our house, Aunt Luna— our neighbor was outside, tending her garden.“Good hunting day!” said our neighbor. She looked quite intimidating. People might confuse her for a guy if not for the huge lump of fat in her chest.“Y-yeah… Good hunting day, too.”“Where you headed so early in the morning?” she combed her finger through her hair and
We lived in a mountain where it’s not totally inaccessible, but also not that convenient to live in. From an average family, average looks, average IQ… Anyways, I’m just an average girl, okay? Though, I enjoy reading more than an average 10-year old girl.“MA! My socks please…” I said to my mom, Ellen, who was cooking in the kitchen. My ‘ma’ was a high school teacher while my ‘pa’ was an electrician. I have two older brothers, Jiro and Rigo(identical twins), who were 2 years older than me.I heard my mom’s footsteps through the door. “Lin, isn’t it time for you to look for your things using your eyes and not your mouth?” She said while entering the room looking for the other pair of my socks.I’d say I’m pretty reliable and independent. HOWEVER, that is only true when my mom’s not around. But when she’s with me, I turn into a malfunc...
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