When I was seven, I ran around the streets of Caloocan naked.
So, my neighbors would smile and wave hello and
I would wave back with my tongue. Lowkey liked the attention I was getting.
When I was nine, one of the other girls in school fought with my sister.
So, I pulled her hair. I don't understand why she started to cry though.
I just did the exact same thing she was doing to my sister.
When I was eleven, my mom told me that father was getting busy with work.
So, I had to stop going to school. Which didn't make sense to me.
I had to sell plastic in the wet market so we could eat that night.
When I was thirteen, my older brother wouldn't stop crying.
Soon, he stopped going out altogether.
And when he did, we wouldn't see him for days.
When I was fifteen, I met a cute boy.
So, we went back home together.
I started feeling sick a few weeks later. I probably just miss him.
When I was eighteen, the cute boy started acting like my older brother.
So, I worked at Jollibee. It was nice.
Except when I had to go home. The guys on the train wouldn't stop looking at me funny. Lowkey liked the attention though.
When I was nineteen, the guys on the train got curious.
It's okay. I didn't get hurt.
I asked my friends to come on the train with me always after that.
When I was twenty, a guy on the television said "Matapang na solusyon, Mabilis na aksyon."
I wanted those guys on the train gone.
So, I voted for him.
My father passed away soon after.
My brother never came home.
And the cute boy had Jesus' nail on his forehead.
Oct 26, 2021
Oct 26, 2021 at 10:59 AM UTC
When I was seven, I ran around the streets of Caloocan naked.
So, my neighbors would smile and wave hello and
I would wave back with my tongue. Lowkey liked the attention I was getting.
When I was nine, one of the other girls in school fought with my sister.
So, I pulled her hair. I don't understand why she started to cry though.
I just did the exact same thing she was doing to my sister.
When I was eleven, my mom told me that father was getting busy with work.
So, I had to stop going to school. Which didn't make sense to me.
I had to sell plastic in the wet market so we could eat that night.
When I was thirteen, my older brother wouldn't stop crying.
Soon, he stopped going out altogether.
And when he did, we wouldn't see him for days.
When I was fifteen, I met a cute boy.
So, we went back home together.
I started feeling sick a few weeks later. I probably just miss him.
When I was eighteen, the cute boy started acting like my older brother.
So, I worked at Jollibee. It was nice.
Except when I had to go home. The guys on the train wouldn't stop looking at me funny. Lowkey liked the attention though.
When I was nineteen, the guys on the train got curious.
It's okay. I didn't get hurt.
I asked my friends to come on the train with me always after that.
When I was twenty, a guy on the television said "Matapang na solusyon, Mabilis na aksyon."
I wanted those guys on the train gone.
So, I voted for him.
My father passed away soon after.
My brother never came home.
And the cute boy had Jesus' nail on his forehead.
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