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HANNAH
“Hannah, wake up, isn’t it this is your first day on your internship?”
It was 8:00 in the morning; I heard Nanny Rose yelling at my doorstep, calling out my name and reminded me about my internship.
Of course, who would forget his first day on his internship? Nobody! But knowing my nature, she was afraid that I might arrive late if she didn’t me at all. Well, I got it, Nanny Rose was well concerned about it, needless to say. Nevertheless, i stayed a little longer on my bed, begging for more time until my clock alarmed. I had a signal, it was really time for me to get up. Honestly, I didn’t know how I feel. I was a bit nervous, excited and elated. There were so many anticipations I had in mine like what to wear, what will we do, are we going to meet schizophrenic patient, am I going to meet patient with ADHD and more thoughts apparently. But when Nanny Rose appeared in my room, bringing her magic stick, well, I guess that was really the best time to stand.
“Okay, okay, I am getting up.” I answered reflexively.
When I paved my way to the kitchen, I smelled her flavoured rice cakes, and my hunch was right, it was jackfruit. I was very familiar with the aroma, and when I looked closely to the table, I was right. It was jackfruit flavoured rice cake - Nanny Rose’s greatest recipe indeed. That was her best for me, though she said that jackfruit was a seasonal fruit, and it would take some time to make one, I was wondering where she bought the fruit. Then, I asked her directly. And she told me, it was secret.
I tasted the rice cake. It was heaven, the taste was really good and it made me feel like better. I even asked her to join me eating but she said that seeing me eating would make her even more satisfied. Then, I began to ask where Lolo Claro was. She said that he went already out for his part-time job. I asked Nanny Rose to sit beside me; I held her hands and promised that I would repay them for everything they have done for me. There were even tears on my eyes while uttering those words. Nanny Rose hugged me tightly and said that it was not my responsibility to do it but I insisted, I wanted to give the best life for them.
After a while, she asked me to take a bath. And I did. After that, I was already prepared. I left home and headed my way to our meeting place, in the convenience store. I arrived safely checking my watch, I was 10 minutes early, so what I did was, I went inside the store and bought a drink. But before I open the door, I saw Jordan inside, talking to the cashier. I turned my back swiftly and when I felt that he was heading his way out. I suddenly had the urge to hide, so there was no other choice but to hide in the trash bin. The trash bin was huge enough to conceal me. I was thanking the bin for saving me from that situation. I even covered my face as if I were a kid crying. I didn’t know if he walked away, I had no idea if he was there or not. So, my other choice was to stay in my position for more than a minute.
“Hannah, is that you?”
A familiar voice caught my attention. I was certain, it was Roz. She was the one calling me but I could not still show my face off until she went beside me and suddenly asking me what I was doing. I asked her if Jordan was still there but when she said that there was no trace of him, I stood up and searched the entire place with my own eyes to see. Apparently, i could not afford to see him, or to talk to him, considering of what happened on the night of our celebration. I was still thinking about the words I said, and everything was vague. I didn’t know if those words in my heard were just part of my dream or they were totally authentic. I really had no clue.
“Is everything okay?” Lexy arrived.
I managed to tell them the whole thing while heading our way to the clinic. They could not imagine that I was capable to hide, and was capable to do that. Roz said that putting herself in my shoe, she would do the same thing while Lexy said that she would run rather than hide herself from a bin.
When we got there, there were other interns inside, assuming that we had the same course and we would spend the rest of the internship with them. There was a tall guy with glasses which made him look smart among the rest, and there were two girls with same shoes, same bags, same hair colour but no twins.
“Okay, you are all here.” The secretary said.
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THEON
After my breakfast, I went to my daily routine; reading. I took the book George had bought yesterday and i began reading the following pages. I was still bewildered how he explained where he got his extreme introversion and his story was different from mine, though I was really not sure if I knew where I had mine.
In the story he shared, Mario was really locked in a room and talking to other people was prohibited. It started when her parents died and he was under the supervision and care of his wicked auntie. Mario was bombarded with the lies about the society, and he made him believe that people and society were wicked and cannot be trusted. He was 8 years old when he started experiencing those unpleasant circumstances. Though, he was treated well by her Auntie, Mario was lack of social skills, abilities, interaction which made him scared of people. So, when his Auntie died after 12 years, Mario was forced to live in an orphanage where he started to live with people. His first few years were really a challenge for him and for the people in the orphanage because of what happened to him.
A knock was heard on my door which caused me to stop reading, it was George saying that a teacher called telling him to submit some homework from last week’s activity. Then, I was shocked because those activities he was referring to was still untouched, knowing that I would still more time to prepare for them. Since, I was in shock of the news; I started checking them on my study room. The more I tried to concentrate, the more I get distracted with reoccurring thoughts. It was not really a good idea. I need distraction. I really need to change my setting. So, I called George and ask to prepare for the car because I would be visiting the library again.
Well, that’s the problem with me somehow, when I was in the middle on unwanted situation and pressure, it was so ironic that I would love to stay anywhere but not in my house, not in my own safe haven. It was a bit weird and unusual, but for me, it was normal but in the eyes of others, there was really something wrong with me.
So, after a while, George drove his way to the Library.
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HANNAH:
“So, you would start by creating a psychological report.” The secretary mentioned.
After the orientation and tour, the secretary disseminated our task on that day. I and my friends were tasked for the psychological report. While Rod, that’s the name of the guy, was tasked to administer psychological test to a patient while Rina and Cherry were tasked to conduct regular interview with the in-house patients.
I guess, everything was fair though, we wished to have interview with the in-house patients but sooner, we can all experience that, and that’s according to the secretary. While checking the battery of test, I found out that the client was really depressed. So, I went to the secretary to talk about the result of the psychological report. The secretary referred me to the psychologist, Ms Caroline to double check my work.
“Okay, it seems that this is not the first time you did this. When the patient arrives, help me to discuss the result.” Ms. Caroline mentioned.
“Sure, ma’am. “I said confidently.
So that was the feeling. I felt the surge of happiness grew in my heart, and it showed in my face when I went back to my desk and shared my experience talking with Doc Caroline. They could not imagine that I finished it at once, and made a nice impression with the psychologist. They even got surprised when I mentioned that I would be the one explaining the result.
****HANNAH“Girls, I have to visit something.”Right after our shift at the clinic, Lexy wanted to chill out and asked us to visit a coffee shop because her head was aching badly due to the psyche report we did a while back.Well, to be honest, it was really tiring assessing reports and writing the results in a way that would be superb and sublime. The two were begging me to join them, so I did. But I mentioned that I would not stay longer because I had to send additional reports to Ms. Martinez, our Internship adviser. And I promised to visit her at school on Friday. So, never would I visit her without anything on my hand. Well, Ms. Martinez was aware of my abilities to cure people’s emotion and she called me, “the Emotion Healer”.So, after seconds of explaining my condition, they concurred. So we went to Spill The Coffee shop, just near to where we usually meet before going to the clinic. I order frappe because I l
****THEONI was too comfortable reading alone and even writing some points for my activity to be submitted immediately not until someone came in the psychology area. Even without looking to that person, I just have this deep sense of feeling that someone was walking in the same area where I was. I had no clue how I acquires suck skill or maybe my volition to be alone, somehow, magically helped me to obtain such abilities to listen well. I closed my eyes and the more I wanted to feel what she was doing, the more l heard the noise inside me. It was a girl, and she was walking, the noise of her shoes became even noisier.“Wait, is she walking towards me?” I asked myself when I heard that the noise both in my head and ears.Then, I felt that she sat behind me. The noise stopped in my head but one question popped up, why did the girl sit behind me where there were so many vacant chairs inside?The question faded when I realized that w
****HANNAH“I have to go” It was time to leave the house for my internship.It was the second day of our internship, and I was really excited to learn more and to gain more experience working in a psychological clinic. While walking my way to the terminal of Bus, I just felt the warmth of the sun, warm enough to make you feel better combined with the air touching your face. It was really a nice day though.So, while waiting I took my book in the bag and started reading about the story of Mario. In that case, Mario tried to help himself to be better, though there were professionals who helped him get over his previous experience, the entire percentage of him getting better was his discretion to participate and during the process, it was hard though, but somehow, he learned to bring himself back to the society where he belongs.Up until to the bus, I was still engaged reading Mario’s story. But when I reached my destination,
***HANNAH FELICIANOIt was Saturday morning; everything seemed so fine. I was still in a relationship with my bed, having a cuddle with my smooth, soft blanket while kissing my sweet, mushy pillow though it smelled a bit different but a familiar odour. Of course, you knew what I was talking about. The noise was not really tolerable, I tried to cover my ears by the used of the other pillows on my bed but it seemed like the sound resonated on my soul, and I had no choice but to check what was happening.So, irrespective of my profound fondness to stay in my comfort zone, I rose up with a little bit of ire and grimace on my face with the growing disgust on my head. While I was heading my way to open the door of my room, I started to, somehow, decipher some words being uttered. I heard words like, “pain in my ass, change your behaviour” and other even insulting words you wouldn’t want to hear. But apart from those loud words, I even heard ro
***HANNAH FELICIANO“I Promise.” He mentioned it for how many times.After the settled argument which made Lolo Claro swear in front of us, Nanny Rose went to the market to sell rice cakes. Nanny was still strong, and selling rice cakes was our bread and butter apart from Lolo Claro’s part-time in the construction site as a foreman. My nanny was really dedicated to her life as a rice cake vendor, she even inherited that recipe and even the skill from her late mother and it something that I was really proud of. Her recipe was not just made with the original ingredients but with her pure and genuine love. She usually hummed every time she cooks, and she dances in front of it like she was doing her ritual to make every piece more delicious. Then, when she was done, and putting them on her basket, she always murmured an orison which was I guess, very effective because all rice cakes would be sold out in no time.Lolo Claro, at that ti
***THEON XEDRIC LEEUndefined shapes of sure perspiration formulated on my temple as I ran over on a charred, red-blooded forest in an unknown place, carrying nothing but a gasp of impotent rage. I was chased by unknown creatures, definitely horrendous and fear-inducing entities which might bring agony on my life, I surmised. Running was the only option. Moving away from them was a sure path of undisputed salvation. I was running, barefoot.The luminous moon which was bathed with flame-like blood was the sole witness of my entire suffering. While observing the entire prairie which connected to the forest, I could barely believe what I’d perceived. Everything was red. Even the color of the vast field of grass, which usually lush green, turned into red. It seemed that it was the first time I encountered that place. Never in my entire life I’d seen something like that, I was not fully convinced that a place like that could be feasibly existed. Never.
***THEON XEDRIC LEE“Come in, George.” I instructed him.George was my personal male servant and the one who I trusted, every time I need something, he made sure he had his ways even though he knew that my father was against it. When he entered my room, I suddenly asked him about the food he brought.“It’s your favourite rice cake, Sir.” He answered.Well, I just don’t know but rice cake was my favourite breakfast and indeed my comfort food and it made me feel like I was not alone.I actually asked George to buy me race cake yesterday because I was so stressed about my dad pushing me to be okay, and there’s nothing to be pushed because I was fine, well, that was on my end. Everyone was thinking that I was not okay but actually, if you wanted me to be honest, I was really fine. Yes I do.When I had my first bite, it shooed the pressure away as if the rice cake had magic on it. And I actu
***HANNAH FELICIANO“Yeah, it was him.” I validated.When my friend, Lexy, saw the man standing in a huge building where I presumed that he was waiting for someone, I felt a bit uncomfortable. There was like a tiny dagger which stabbed my heart and broke into pieces. It was the first time I saw him after our break-up, and seeing him there made me feel indisposed and vulnerable. I felt sudden sadness, an emotion which I can turned into something if I could wield my power over me. But, unfortunately, I could not. How I wish I could turn my situation or feeling around, but it was really impossible. I had to undergo with this feeling until I eventually forget him and totally dispel this feeling out, but if you were asking me when, I didn’t know when will I get over Jordan.I felt an instant sorrow and I felt pity looking at how I could not do anything to myself but was ready to help people with their emotions and situation. I didn’t k
****HANNAH“I have to go” It was time to leave the house for my internship.It was the second day of our internship, and I was really excited to learn more and to gain more experience working in a psychological clinic. While walking my way to the terminal of Bus, I just felt the warmth of the sun, warm enough to make you feel better combined with the air touching your face. It was really a nice day though.So, while waiting I took my book in the bag and started reading about the story of Mario. In that case, Mario tried to help himself to be better, though there were professionals who helped him get over his previous experience, the entire percentage of him getting better was his discretion to participate and during the process, it was hard though, but somehow, he learned to bring himself back to the society where he belongs.Up until to the bus, I was still engaged reading Mario’s story. But when I reached my destination,
****THEONI was too comfortable reading alone and even writing some points for my activity to be submitted immediately not until someone came in the psychology area. Even without looking to that person, I just have this deep sense of feeling that someone was walking in the same area where I was. I had no clue how I acquires suck skill or maybe my volition to be alone, somehow, magically helped me to obtain such abilities to listen well. I closed my eyes and the more I wanted to feel what she was doing, the more l heard the noise inside me. It was a girl, and she was walking, the noise of her shoes became even noisier.“Wait, is she walking towards me?” I asked myself when I heard that the noise both in my head and ears.Then, I felt that she sat behind me. The noise stopped in my head but one question popped up, why did the girl sit behind me where there were so many vacant chairs inside?The question faded when I realized that w
****HANNAH“Girls, I have to visit something.”Right after our shift at the clinic, Lexy wanted to chill out and asked us to visit a coffee shop because her head was aching badly due to the psyche report we did a while back.Well, to be honest, it was really tiring assessing reports and writing the results in a way that would be superb and sublime. The two were begging me to join them, so I did. But I mentioned that I would not stay longer because I had to send additional reports to Ms. Martinez, our Internship adviser. And I promised to visit her at school on Friday. So, never would I visit her without anything on my hand. Well, Ms. Martinez was aware of my abilities to cure people’s emotion and she called me, “the Emotion Healer”.So, after seconds of explaining my condition, they concurred. So we went to Spill The Coffee shop, just near to where we usually meet before going to the clinic. I order frappe because I l
**** HANNAH “Hannah, wake up, isn’t it this is your first day on your internship?” It was 8:00 in the morning; I heard Nanny Rose yelling at my doorstep, calling out my name and reminded me about my internship. Of course, who would forget his first day on his internship? Nobody! But knowing my nature, she was afraid that I might arrive late if she didn’t me at all. Well, I got it, Nanny Rose was well concerned about it, needless to say. Nevertheless, i stayed a little longer on my bed, begging for more time until my clock alarmed. I had a signal, it was really time for me to get up. Honestly, I didn’t know how I feel. I was a bit nervous, excited and elated. There were so many anticipations I had in mine like what to wear, what will we do, are we going to meet schizophrenic patient, am I going to meet patient with ADHD and more thoughts apparently. But when Nanny Rose appeared in my room, bringing her magic stick, well, I guess that was really the bes
****HANNAH“Hello, Hannah? Are you drunk?” Jordan asked.It was almost 12:00 o’clock; Roz and Lexy were already sleeping while I was still looking up above, just looking at the ceiling. Then, afterwards, I found myself taking my phone from my bag. I went to gallery and checked some photos we had together. I had more thousand photos stored on my phone, most of them was him and me. I browsed from the first photo and I remembered that day, it was the ice cream shop near the school and he was still courting me back then. I went to different photos and as I looked closely to them, they were like playing vividly inside of me, and then, I found myself crying. Even the wallpaper of my phone was his face when I tried to put lipstick on his face while we were playing back then. It was a silly photo, but he still looked good anyway.I stood up, and went back to the comfort room to pee. Then, when I was sitting on a bowl, I reached him out. I just
***THEONGeorge was already waiting in front of the library when I finished reading and conceptualizing about the project in one of my subjects. He even raised his hand holding a book, he was quite weird though but I saw his face full of happiness and reading his expression, it seemed he had some good news to share. So, I walked hurriedly just to leave the place, and I was not really comfortable staying there due to some personal concerns.“Hi Sir Theon, I have a surprise for you.” George mentioned.When we met in front of the library, he hid the book behind him and he said it was surprise. Though, it was predictable, I let him talk not to falter his momentum. But before he proceeded to his predictable surprise, I asked him if we can do that in the car because I felt like someone was watching us. But he insisted because it may spoil the surprise. I looked to the both sides just to make me feel that no one was watching and since everythi
***HANNAHAfter a long conversation and profound discussion and creating assumption about the book, the article and facts about the Extreme or severe introversion, I decided to buy the interesting book about Overcoming Extreme Introversion. I was quite fond collecting book about human, psychology, dreams, condition, emotions, thoughts and feelings. Apart from the books I had from the school, I made sure to collect every piece of psychology-related books in all bookstores, old and new, costly or on-sale. Of course I did to widely understand myself. Yes, It was really a selfish gain but can you really blame me for trying to understand myself and my ability. I was not even doing this to be a professional, therapist, psychologist or whatsoever but somehow, I learned to love the course. I was enjoying it indeed.“Are you really planning to continue your graduate studies Hannah?” Lexy asked me.When we went outside from the bookstore, L
*** THEON“Are you ready Sir Theon?” George asked.It was Saturday morning, but not the usual day of my life because I was scheduled to go outside. Yes, you heard it right, there was a place I go through every now and then apart from my own safe heaven and that was library. There was a huge library in town which allowed all people and students to visit for recreation, study, education and even if you’re just looking for a place to sleep.The library was four-storey building, and it was really enormous and filled with various books. Everytime I visit the library, it made me feel to connect, not with people but with the books. But actually, it helped me a lot to gain p
***HANNAH FELICIANO“Yeah, it was him.” I validated.When my friend, Lexy, saw the man standing in a huge building where I presumed that he was waiting for someone, I felt a bit uncomfortable. There was like a tiny dagger which stabbed my heart and broke into pieces. It was the first time I saw him after our break-up, and seeing him there made me feel indisposed and vulnerable. I felt sudden sadness, an emotion which I can turned into something if I could wield my power over me. But, unfortunately, I could not. How I wish I could turn my situation or feeling around, but it was really impossible. I had to undergo with this feeling until I eventually forget him and totally dispel this feeling out, but if you were asking me when, I didn’t know when will I get over Jordan.I felt an instant sorrow and I felt pity looking at how I could not do anything to myself but was ready to help people with their emotions and situation. I didn’t k