Dead was trailing after her name.
It had been going around that she had jumped off the tallest building in the campus.
Some even said there was some burning. She died in the fire, down to her ashes, and that she was back for an unfinished work, as what other 'phantoms' did.
Others said she took a leap to the rail tracks, the four A.M. train catching her fragile body in a snap. It happened after her house burnt down to ashes. It was fair, though. She lived near the railroad, down to Quarry Street.
Whether they were hoaxes and made-up stories, news still spread like wildfire. It was a famous legend in the University of Penny Lane.
The circulating names were Selena, Sari, Sharlene, Sheena, Saoirse, and every single name that starts with the letter 'S'. 'Dead' was trailing after her name. She was dead. The girl was dead and she was out for revenge.
First, Danna, a blonde girl who wasn't really likeable and distinguishable in the crowd of blondes, saw. It was during P.E. class when she screamed, pointing towards the direction of the Academic building rooftop, where they said that she 'jumped' off from.
Red eyes, dark shaggy hair, pale and blue were the delineation.
Soon after Danna saw 'her', other people started claiming they had seen a girl with the same attributes. Only there were slight alterations with their claims. It was never the same.
Everyone thought back then that it wasn't anymore closer to the truth. That there wasn't a dead girl and Danna spoke all nonsense to have all the attention, for the attention-seeker that she was.
Then the tragedy happened. The poor girl's house burnt and as unlucky as she could be, she was not anywhere close to being recognizable soon after. There wasn't even a body to bury.
They called it The Dead Girl's wrath. They said once you see the girl with dead trailing after her name, you would be fed misfortunes and you would be unluckier than the dead.
Ergo, the birth of the infamous legend.
What is it like being dead and nothing to think about?Sane's grip around the railings of the rooftop was tight, almost wounding his palm in the process, as he could almost hear the beating of his heart ringing in his ears like a siren call in the middle of the night. He drew a big breath before shooting his look downwards, but immediately looked back at his hands that were sweating profoundly against the metal railings.I have lived a good life. Surely, I wasn't a bad person. Will God forgive me for this breach or will he put me into judgment for something that doesn't really speak to who I really am?It was funny how he thought about being in hell first rather than thinking about the interest of the people he would be leaving if he ever jumped off t
“Hey, boy, wake up. You are not supposed to be here.”Sane jerked awake, breathing heavily as he met the eyes of a man who he realized to be the janitor after a few seconds. For a brief second, he thought he saw a pair of black eyes which made his eyebrows furrow, but he just shrugged the thought away.He felt a surge of panic soon after before he started regaining fractions of the memories that happened last night. Those memories immediately made him feel completely ashamed of himself, especially when the janitor had seen him in his hungover state."You reek of alcohol. Did you spend the night here?” He heard the janitor once again, but Sane was yet too preoccupied with his thoughtst
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All of her life, Seleen believed that she was a mistake. Truth to be told, maybe it was really a mistake that she was even born in the world. Afterall, she was a product of an affair that shouldn’t have happened.She believed that idea as she grew up. That was why never did she ever thought of complaining about his stepfather’s behavior towards her. She thought that she deserved it, that she deserved to be hated because her existence was a mistake, and even when it had already affected her physically and mentally, she never opened her mouth to complain about it, to protect herself. The only reason why she didn’t give up even with her tragic childhood was because of her mother and sister who were so good to her that she even thought that they were angels themselves.As Seleen grew up, she didn’t have lots
Losing Seleen was almost as painful as losing Ride, maybe because it happened almost at the same time, the girl didn’t even allow him to breathe before she left without saying anything. That day when Sane went back to the rooftop, and saw that she had already left with no trace that she ever lived there, he felt as if he had grown insane. For a moment, he thought that she was just a figment of his own imagination. He thought that he had already grown insane, and for the past months, he had only imagined the girl, that she was just in his imagination all this time. But of course, that couldn’t be possible because he still had the photo that they took in the photo booth back then, and his friends, Haniel and Illiana, knew about the girl as well. He wasn’t insane. He gathered a deep breath.
What Sane really wanted at that time was to see his brother alive. He’d even kill to see him alive even for just ten seconds. He was willing to do anything just for him to be able to say his goodbye or to go to the past and watch his younger brother’s innocent face a little bit more. He wanted to stay by Seleen’s side, and cry on her shoulders, tell her everything that he felt, everything that was going on inside his mind. He wanted to tell her every regret that he felt, every wish, every hope that he had at that very moment. He regretted that he hadn’t spent more time with him, that he hadn’t asked him enough about the things that were troubling him, that he even felt ashamed to ask his brother every single thing that he should’ve asked him before. He couldn’t help but think whether doing all those things that he wasn’t ab
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Dreams about death were really unsettling, especially when it was the death of a loved one. Who would want to see someone dying in the first place? Even in dreams, it could still make people feel unsettled. Sane could no longer remember where he had heard that when people dreamt about other people dying, it didn’t literally symbolize actual death all of the time. Sometimes it meant other things such as the desire to close a chapter in life or problems that a person had about herself. There were literally a lot of interpretations that could be used to make sense of those dreams, and some would even argue that dreams didn’t really need to be interpreted because they didn’t mean anything. Even when that was the case, Sane couldn’t understand why what Seleen said made him feel utterly uncomfortable. It was like the idea of someone dying was creeping against his skin, making his hair stand. He d
Seleen had a blank expression on her face after she heard those people talking about that thing that Sane had been meaning to talk about, making the guy feel various emotions on his chest as he stared at her countenance. What a play of events the situation was because he was still planning for the perfect time to tell her as he didn’t want to ruin the night for her. Not when she was so happy about the concert of a band she didn’t even know about. He didn’t have the courage to tell her in that circumstance because he didn’t want to be the one who would erase the happiness in her face. But it looked like destiny was really doing things for the girl to know, for her happiness to be replaced with sadness just like that. It didn’t even wait for the day to end. It didn’t even let her happiness settle. Sane couldn’t help but curse fate, but he knew, deep inside him, that most often than not, thing
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Sane wasn’t really fond of reading the news as he barely had enough time with his duties in life, especially now that his attention was already taken by the utterly alluring girl, Seleen Y. De Castro, and he wasn’t even complaining! In fact, he even liked it. He liked giving her attention, and he also liked being given attention by her. How great it was to be loved by her, to receive all of her little kisses now and there, to see her life, to feel her against his skin, everything about her was addicting for Sane. It seemed like the way he thought relationships had changed. Before, he thought that he’d never want to engage in a serious relationship unless he was already financially stable in life or when he had already done his responsibilities to his family. But when Seleen came into his life, everything changed. When he was given the chance to finally prove himself worthy of Seleen’s love,
Never did Sane think that a kiss would allow him to feel different kinds of emotions all at once. And it wasn’t even the kiss that he’d see in movies. It was just a peck on the lips that lasted less than a second, but he didn’t know why the single act, that simple peck on the lips was already enough for his week, his whole month, even his whole year to be complete. He could feel the hard thudding of his heart against his ribcage. Lub dub. Lub dub. He was just staring at her face that had now a bright shade of pink that could be seen even when the lighting wasn’t that great. And even when she was ashamed because of what she did, she still looked beautiful in the eyes of Sane. She was even more beautiful under the rain. It took Sane two min