"Dear wake up.The sun is up", I heard my mom said as she held my baby brother in her arms. I was half-awake, I really don't have the plan to wake up too early. Her voice seemed louder than before as she tried to wake me up by her thundering voice. " Vyne!! wake up!!" louder..louder. She was irritated, still I kept my eyes closed. For a moment I heard my little brother saying, " Ate, ta-da-da-ti-o mama". Was he trying to wake me up?Yes, i guess he was. My baby brother was beside me, on the right side of the bed, chuckling. " Bam..", it was the sound I heard with my two ears before my brother let out a deafening cry. "He fell", those were the words that came upon me. I immediately opened my eyes and went to see what happened to him. My mom was angry and glanced at me, "I told you to wake up..but you didn't" she said and comforted the baby. " So it was my fault??", now I'm peeved. She was looking for some coins in the cup that's why she had left the baby beside me. Poor me, why is it always my fault??
After they left, so the baby would calm down, I stood up straight, not knowing what to do. Tears run down my face before I,myself, even knew it. "Whose fault is it??" that certain question kept dancing on my very head.These past few days, I felt like going through emotional difficulties. I can't even handle my own emotions.I cleaned our room and went to help my mom. She wasn't angry anymore and I'm glad, really glad. I helped her with the laundry and stuffs to be done. Then, after our breakfast and shower, we all went to the church together to praise God.
"LATE", the word that best describes us every SUNDAY. We arrived at last, in our little church full of jolly visitors and members. We haven't even got a seat, unlucky us??..Fortunately, someone saved up some space and shared it with the three of us. Singing songs is the best part of the activities of the church. It's also my favorite part, 'cause I love to sing. I wanted to be in the choir but I don't know why I can't...I have a pretty good voice here. Too bad if it'll go to waste. The program is for the Parent's. A day dedicated to them. I kept asking my mom, " Ma, why are you not called??..You're a parent right??, with a little bit of a teasing and a giggle. She glanced at me and grinned. "You know I'm single..Don't tell me such things" she answered me. She and Dad are separated and I grew with her alone. I pouted and joked, "Yeah right, Onee-chan",sister that is. After some time, she was called. Happy, happy Me..A while ago, I told her, "If you're called, I bet you'll do the peace sign if they'll take a picture of you" with a little laugh.She smiled and replied," I really can't stop doin' it" and laughed, she's a youth after all.Too bad she didn't do the peace sign. The singing came and then the preaching. The message was clear, "If you teach you're children, you also need to train them well". That was a really meaningful message. After all that, we managed to stay a lil' while to enjoy a little Fiesta-on the-go for our parents. "The food was great", that's all I can say.
Back to our little home, I immediately went to my brother and kissed him and hugged him. I played with him for half an hour and went to our house and sleep. I woke up at exactly quarter to five. The sun is setting down now, I can see from the colors of the sky, red-orange with a mixture of faded blue, what a refreshing scenery.
This day had gone smoothly, fun and easy. Though I may had encountered little problems, I'll still stand up. I will make my life happy and satisfying...
After they left, so the baby would calm down, I stood up straight, not knowing what to do. Tears run down my face before I,myself, even knew it. "Whose fault is it??" that certain question kept dancing on my very head.These past few days, I felt like going through emotional difficulties. I can't even handle my own emotions.I cleaned our room and went to help my mom. She wasn't angry anymore and I'm glad, really glad. I helped her with the laundry and stuffs to be done. Then, after our breakfast and shower, we all went to the church together to praise God.
"LATE", the word that best describes us every SUNDAY. We arrived at last, in our little church full of jolly visitors and members. We haven't even got a seat, unlucky us??..Fortunately, someone saved up some space and shared it with the three of us. Singing songs is the best part of the activities of the church. It's also my favorite part, 'cause I love to sing. I wanted to be in the choir but I don't know why I can't...I have a pretty good voice here. Too bad if it'll go to waste. The program is for the Parent's. A day dedicated to them. I kept asking my mom, " Ma, why are you not called??..You're a parent right??, with a little bit of a teasing and a giggle. She glanced at me and grinned. "You know I'm single..Don't tell me such things" she answered me. She and Dad are separated and I grew with her alone. I pouted and joked, "Yeah right, Onee-chan",sister that is. After some time, she was called. Happy, happy Me..A while ago, I told her, "If you're called, I bet you'll do the peace sign if they'll take a picture of you" with a little laugh.She smiled and replied," I really can't stop doin' it" and laughed, she's a youth after all.Too bad she didn't do the peace sign. The singing came and then the preaching. The message was clear, "If you teach you're children, you also need to train them well". That was a really meaningful message. After all that, we managed to stay a lil' while to enjoy a little Fiesta-on the-go for our parents. "The food was great", that's all I can say.
Back to our little home, I immediately went to my brother and kissed him and hugged him. I played with him for half an hour and went to our house and sleep. I woke up at exactly quarter to five. The sun is setting down now, I can see from the colors of the sky, red-orange with a mixture of faded blue, what a refreshing scenery.
This day had gone smoothly, fun and easy. Though I may had encountered little problems, I'll still stand up. I will make my life happy and satisfying...
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