The covered basketball court takes me to one of its bleachers. I am seated looking at everybody who seems in some euphoria of excitement. The benches surrounding the ground are all filled with spectators, mostly girls. There are quite a few I am familiar with but they don't mind me seeing I am seated with my boyfriend. Two women, each with a cellphone break the silence in my spot. One of them has a moon-shaped face perhaps because of her protruded jaw. The other one has a moonlike surface on her visage.
Having learned from some people around that these women were bestowed some Superpower by the same alien creature who gave Darna (Philippine version of Wonderwoman) the mysterious power stone. I ask them if they used their stones and they say they transformed into the hailed heroine the night before. They start telling me of how they enjoyed the power given to them. They take a seat across from the bench where I am seated and they are added to the countless people busying their fingers with their communication gadgets.
All of a sudden, everybody seems taking pictures everywhere, then to my direction. They apparently are not taking my picture and AJ's so I start to wonder. They tell me they see something through their cp's which their naked eyes can't see. I become grizzled so I stand up. All their cameras are towards my direction. Before I could see the creature they are taking pictures of, I am blown ten feet away from where I have set my foot on.
An ogre, out of nowhere appears before my eyes, with his clenched fist, he lunged a quick blow onto my chest. I feel a thud but there is no pain. I got to my feet and warn AJ to take precautions.
My eyes take me to a basketball court back in my hometown. I don't see myself playing the game but I see familiar faces of old friends. Everything seems green to me, from the ball, backboard, post, benches and the playground itself. I am sitting like a child motioning my eyes to and fro at the busy dribblers. Beside the court is a close friend's house. This friend of mine finished his college with a major in Psychology but he appears to me in my dream as a physician.
I approach him and tell him I have been recuperating from hepatitis but haven't really gotten over it. (I was told that the disease becomes a part of your system and there's no way of doffing it of yourself.)
He gesticulates that we go to the side of the court though. He wears what seems like a white lab gown with a stethoscope around his neck. He asks me to lie down and he opens my stomach with a pair of scissors. Strange but I don't see any blood out and I don't feel any pain. Moments later, he starts pulling a never ending length of green thread wreathed with green pellet guns. He explains it as the reason I won't ever get over my liver disease.
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I felt so absorbed in reading this novel by a certain Janice Kaiser that I went to bed when the roosters in the neighborhood had started crowing. As I sank into unconsciousness, it was raining. With my backpack inside my white and black rain coat, I was trudging my way to school. The flooded pavement towards the entrance plus the puddles on the semi-concrete ground made it feel that my waders were useless, they were wet but I proceeded anyway.
I walked past a plomp girl, Chinese-looking. She was wearing a pink jacket and sporting an artificial blond hair in pony tail. The long queue of students waiting at the entrance for the routine check put me waiting aside taking off my rain coat. Beside me were ROTC officers superciliously looking at the faces scooting in the campus for their respective classes. It was in the morning.
As I readied my bag for the inspection, the girl in pink jacket just cut in. I gave her a dirty look and she realized how rude she was to bypass the queue. She said her apology while I gestured with my hand that was ok. That was all and my eyes opened to a brighter world, I saw my boyfriend sleeping with an old white jersey on. I felt some fingers, a thumb and an index perhaps thrusting their way to my mouth. I couldn’t see whom they belonged to. Next thing, I heard some squeashing sound. The sound of a tooth being rooted out. I started moaning in terror. AJ was right beside me, and slapped me in for the reality. It was a nightmare.
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It was like the Tale of Two Cities. A squatter's area depicting poverty in the city and over the high wall gapping the shanties was an affluent town.
I see myself walking, clad in a pair of shorts less than an inch above the knee,and a pair of flip-flops. I feel so darn hungry and I see myself walking on the street looking for food. The houses to my left and right are big and beautiful. They are adorned with expensive ornaments, metallic tufts surrounding them, glowing white paints, and grecian doors and windows. Extending my eyes to the right side of the road brings me to another level down under. There's another long stretch of a road and I just figure I am on a hill. An ongoing construction of a humongous house invites me to stop. The workers wearing yellow hard hats on the slope of the hill stir the entire village with their drills and pounding hammers.
I continue to walk and when I turn to my right, the scene changes to a crowded sprouts of shanties. I see some familiar faces. They invite me to their dwellings but a peddler vending some fishballs on my way puts me to a stop. I satisfy my eyes but not my stomach. As I look around, I see some mothers doing their own laundry. I sit with them and we engage in gossips.
After some time, I decide to leave and see myself getting his way out of the village. I am back at the construction site where workers I am unfamiliar with keep shouting at me. I panic and try to leave the place quickly but the pair of my slippers gets stuck at the slabs of wood and planks of metal lying on the ground. I manage to get out but I don't find one of my slippers.
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"Aaargh, aaargh" I heard myself scream early in the morning today. It was a nightmare, obviously and it was a lucky one for me, I managed to grope for consciousness before anything worse could have happened.
The place was dark. The shrubs and bushes protruding side by side each other on the dim ground gave the place a labyrinthine look. I knew I was looking for the key to our office here in Manila but it was weird because I was at home. I ended up stumbling upon a dismantled and rusty sink and I ended up drinking the liquid in it, I felt sated not minding whether it was clean water or not.
The mindset I had and the awareness of the lost key, wanted to me to continue, though apparently I kept hitting those swinging coffee trees and I kept being hurled to and fro. My dizziness put myself sitting on the ground leaning on one of the robust bushes. Then I heard a flurry from a nearby distance. I heard multiple footsteps scurrying towards my location. I turned around and I saw my cousins, my sister, and my brothers. My exhaustion vanished and my face glared. I just realized then that I was at the backyard of our house.
I was very excited to enter the house with the thought that a nice rest was awaiting me inside. I didn't wait for my relatives and siblings to get closer before I tried to break in. I left them behind just a few meters from the house's entrance. When I turned to my right a few steps towards the door, a skinny, half-masked guy from below his eyes, came storming out of the house and he just scared the shit out of me. He looked like a bandit and he met me at gunpoint. I kept screaming.
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