Schooling

It's so hot in here Buddy! I cannot imagine the answer why an 80-year old woman like me still eager to pursue my studies. Why can't I just be contented with what I have now?

"Queen, you have the choice to stop. Nobody pushes you to continue. You desire to continue. Who am I to hinder your desire?"

You are me. You witness every silent tears I had whenever I saw someone garbed in black and walked towards the stage to receive his diploma.

"But in our Kingdom, your age is no longer accepted in school. Why not stop this foolishness? Aren't you missing your hometown?"

I missed father and the villagers. Yet, I am just given one chance. This opportunity granted to live with humans is a rare birthday gift. No one knows who really am. Nobody believes that my age is 80. So, what's the worry?

"Hello everyone! I am your professor this morning.. Welcome to Creative Writing Class!!!" Ms. L. said.

" Look around or recollect memories that you cannot forget.. You are going to write ✍️ it. You will be given 1 hour before reading it in the class." She added.

"Okay, Ms. Q. is ready. Please lend your ears." She uttered.

I am in the middle of the street one midnight. I saw my neighbor "Nang Cading".

Ohhh Nang Cading! Where are you going on this middle of the night? Woohoo! You are growing heavier now. You were skinny the last time I saw you. She just smiled.

Oiii.. I just remembered. You were already dead. I heard that news. I apologized. I wasn't able to visit your burial Nang Cading.

Ugh! Ughhh!! Please don't hug me! I cannot breathe.....Ya! Let's pray the Lord's Prayer!..... Our Father......

until the sky opens and the light shines upon us and Nang Cading was gone. As I look back,. I saw plenty of headless souls behind. I was awakened by the shed of the sun rise lighting my face coming in from the window.

Thanks God!!!!!

Everything was just a dream.....

"pkkkkkkkk! Wow! what an awesome and flesh breaking story.....! Ms. L. commented.