patty
11/19/08, 10:19 PM
A new morning has come but it doesn't make any difference...
Why? Why -- of all the people.
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Lito, unlike other children, does not play. Before classes, his classmates run and laugh. They were just kids. But Lito is unlike any other kid. They asked him so many times to join him. Yet, he does not want to.
Today, is another day of which he will experience the agony he once experienced.
He ran as fast as he could to go home. He ran through the field that was filled with tall uncut grass and through the rocky road that leads to 'home.'
But as he panted, he made a disappointed look upon seeing only his older brother.
"Tay and Nay already left. They couldn't wait for you. They might be late for the last trip."
"Pshaw."
"Dinner is at Uncle Manny. I've got many things to do. You know, he'll be your guardian... That's for a week 'cause Tay needs so many requirements before getting the visa. They'd be back on the Monday."
Uncle Manny, the younger brother of their mother, is just their neighbor and lives alone.
Lito knocked on the door. Uncle Manny, a dark, tall and thin man who looked troubled and looked like he was unable to get some sleep, opened the door.
"Lito. Come in. Come in. Why the face? Ack. I... I just finished up on things. But this is fine. Come on in."
After dinner, Lito came back to the house to get a candle and some matches. Then, he went to their backyard, lit up the candle and sat. He tried to locate something beneath the old scraps of his father and began honing a metal. He sharpened it but he was unable to obtain focus... unable to focus and unable to recognize it was already late.
What was happening to Lito?
This didn't just last a week. It lasted not even until he graduated elementary...
He was to carry the bizzare look until high school.
Yeah, high school. He tried really hard... tried so hard to be normal. But he had a crush... A crush? He could never approach her. He could never even imagine to do so. She was so... so... everything that is... likable. But how about Lito? Lito... Lito was never rightful to even approach her.
Again, Lito went to Uncle Manny's and again, he went home and sharpened his metal. It was already shiny and sharp.
One day though, the whole barrio was strucked in horror. Lito, such a kind and gentle boy he was, is now dead.
>> the most painful betrayal is taking advantage of innocence. <<
Why? Why -- of all the people.
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Lito, unlike other children, does not play. Before classes, his classmates run and laugh. They were just kids. But Lito is unlike any other kid. They asked him so many times to join him. Yet, he does not want to.
Today, is another day of which he will experience the agony he once experienced.
He ran as fast as he could to go home. He ran through the field that was filled with tall uncut grass and through the rocky road that leads to 'home.'
But as he panted, he made a disappointed look upon seeing only his older brother.
"Tay and Nay already left. They couldn't wait for you. They might be late for the last trip."
"Pshaw."
"Dinner is at Uncle Manny. I've got many things to do. You know, he'll be your guardian... That's for a week 'cause Tay needs so many requirements before getting the visa. They'd be back on the Monday."
Uncle Manny, the younger brother of their mother, is just their neighbor and lives alone.
Lito knocked on the door. Uncle Manny, a dark, tall and thin man who looked troubled and looked like he was unable to get some sleep, opened the door.
"Lito. Come in. Come in. Why the face? Ack. I... I just finished up on things. But this is fine. Come on in."
After dinner, Lito came back to the house to get a candle and some matches. Then, he went to their backyard, lit up the candle and sat. He tried to locate something beneath the old scraps of his father and began honing a metal. He sharpened it but he was unable to obtain focus... unable to focus and unable to recognize it was already late.
What was happening to Lito?
This didn't just last a week. It lasted not even until he graduated elementary...
He was to carry the bizzare look until high school.
Yeah, high school. He tried really hard... tried so hard to be normal. But he had a crush... A crush? He could never approach her. He could never even imagine to do so. She was so... so... everything that is... likable. But how about Lito? Lito... Lito was never rightful to even approach her.
Again, Lito went to Uncle Manny's and again, he went home and sharpened his metal. It was already shiny and sharp.
One day though, the whole barrio was strucked in horror. Lito, such a kind and gentle boy he was, is now dead.
>> the most painful betrayal is taking advantage of innocence. <<