"Celestia, give me your guitar. We're leaving." I nodded and passed my guitar to my mom, including my bags, but I made sure that I have my instant film camera, the small notebook---more like a diary---and of course, the pen. It's an idyllic day, and today is the day we are leaving the city to move to the country side. They said they'll build some small businesses there like, a piggery and an eatery. My dad resigned from work a few weeks ago, surely, because of this. And I think we have enough money for our living, since dad got payed by the hospital he worked with.
I entered the car and sat beside the window.
When I first heard that we're moving away, I feel like I don't want to go. I don't like it there, I want to stay in the city. I want to be that city girl type thingy, and not the country one. I don't want to leave my friends whom are dearly close to me. I don't want to leave the place I once called home.
I won't have that enough time to use gadgets there, because I need to help my parents in cooking and the house chores or whatsoever. I don't want to be a burden even I have that bratty attitude sometimes. I let out a sigh. I'll be busy for sure.
And to be honest with you, I still don't feel like living there, but I have no choice. I think it's for the better.
"I'm excited." I heard my brother talked beside me, looking through the window, watching uncle Elvi helping our parents in packing things. Thank goodness, uncle is ready to help and drive our things in his truck. He's a hardworking man.
My brother looked at me and well, he started saying nonsense things. "For sure, all the boys in there will court you, sis." I rolled my eyes and slapped him with the notebook on my hand. "That's lovely!" I hope he get that what I said was purely sarcasm.
Sooner, our parents entered the car and dad took the driver's seat while mom, well, on the passenger seat. My brother started to lay his head on the window, he really liked it that much. He's enjoying the view outside, while I'm here with my journal and pen, deciding where to begin in writing my thoughts.
I saw mom and dad stared at each other, they're so in love, huh? Actually, they make a lovely couple. A woman with a long wavy brown hair, white, tall, with a heart shaped lips. She's partnered with a man with soft at the same time brave feature. I don't know how to describe them fully, or how people see them. But that's how I see it, that's how I described their physical traits.
"We're finally leaving." My mom said an excitement. I didn't show any emotions. I don't want to, they might be disappointed. I know this is for the better, but I just can't help it. I'll probably miss this place, for sure.
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We passed through the bridge of San Alico, a sign that we are close to the country side. The bridge is really huge and wide. It's features are more like the Golden Bridge, but the two still have difference.I think, everything has its own similarities and differences. I immediately get my instant film camera from the small sling bag I have, and took a picture of it. I like taking pictures and filming video.
"Take a picture of me too!" I frowned and took my brother a picture. It's rare for him to ask to take him a picture, since he's that kind of boy who really don't like it that much, but today I can see that he's happy, and it made him do things he rarely did. He then grab the picture from my hand and put it in his bag. Gosh.
"Take us also a picture, Celestia." I heard my mom called me. She and dad looked at me from behind and smiled. Oh okay, I'm not used to take them a picture so I guess it's safe for me to say that my hands are shaking, but in fairness it turned out well. I looked at their picture once again and admire their poses. Mom is smiling, and dad too. Thank goodness, it's traffic. After taking them a picture, I handed the camera to my brother so that he can take a picture of me. "Smile", he said. I won't agree if I won't have a picture of this beautiful bridge. I might see this once again for years. Gosh.
"Give me the camera and my picture." I saw dad watched us from the rearview mirror smiling. Mom wear her black shades and took a selfie with dad driving. This is such a moment.
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2 hours had passed, and here I am writing a poem, a tanka, and the topic I chose was justice. I'm still not finished yet. If you're wondering what is a "Tanka", it's a thirty-one-syllable poem. It is one of the oldest Japanese form. Tanka follows a set of rules. They all have five lines, and each line follows a pattern. Syllable scheme: 5-7-5-7-7, and has no rhymes. I learned this from my internet friend, she's really good in writing. She taught me the different types of poem, their syllable scheme, and if it rhymes or not. I'm glad I met her.
I toured my vision inside the car. Mom is sleeping so as my brother, and of course dad still driving. They are probably tired. I opened the car's window to let the fresh air be felt. I closed my eyes and felt the calm yet cold wind kissed my skin. It blew my long brunette hair. I went back to sit still, and I continued writing.
"Are you excited to live there?" Dad's questioned stunned me for a bit. Am I excited?
I faced him and smiled. "Of course, dad." I hope that smile was genuine. I hope. I continued writing and trying my best to chose the words that will fit for the poem. My mind clouds, gosh.
"Do not worry you will study and return to the city soon, for college. I want you to study in the best school, but for now you will study on the public school. Would that be okay for you, Celestia?"
"I understand, Dad. And it is really fine for me, I just hope I'll get along with the environment and its people."
"I'm sure you will. We've been there before." And as he said that, I nodded. I thought that will be the end of our conversation but then mom has woken up.
She looked at me and smiled.
"What course do you want for college, Celestia?" And the moment she said that made me think deeper.
College. I'll be a college student soon, can I really be a college student? I don't even know what I want to be. I don't know if I can survive, knowing that in the near future, I will be having running shoes, a wise time management, and I don't know if I will graduate. I'm afraid ending up as a mess. I'm afraid of failing. I'm afraid of facing the future. I am afraid if I won't finish studies. I am afraid of the thing called "time".
"I'm still thinking about it, mom." I said, still not showing any emotions.
"Hmm okay, if that's what you say." That was the last words I heard before I decided to take a nap.
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"So you're here." I heard someone's voice at the back. I turned around and saw the woman with porcelain-like skin. It has long hair and her navy blue eyes. She smiled and approached me. She touched my two shoulders so we could face each other, but why does she even need to touch me?
"I've been waiting for you for so long." She then grabbed my wrist, and now I do not know where are we heading to. We entered a forest. It's dark and creepy. I can see eyes in the bushes.
"We're here." And as I saw the dead bodies lying on the floor, I felt a sudden boil on my blood. She is going to kill me.
As she faced me, I did not say any words. I punched her beautiful face which made her fell to the ground. A blood was escaping from her lips. I smiled. Blood.
"You're strong, but not strong enough to defeat me." She stood and attacked me with the dagger in her hand. She's fast, can't deny it, but her attacks has so many flaws. I kicked her chest, punched her face and did everything to let her fell.
"Don't underestimate Celestia." I said showing no emotions at all. I approched her, caressed the blood in the side of her lips and tasted it. "It's sweet." I smiled.
"G-get a-way from me." I laughed. I pulled her hair and made her face me. I can see tears escaping from her eyes but that didn't stop me for the plans I already made in my mind. She deserves to be perish.
"The blood of yours is sweet, but ending your life would be sweeter." I was about to stab her with her dagger when a sudden slap woke me up.
"Sis, we're here. Sleepyhead! " Oh that was a dream. What a terrible one.
