The Crash

HELP!

   As the dogs bark, I pedal harder. Sweat and tears gush out of my body. I scream for help, yet no one is in sight. The dogs, eight of them, came nearer; their ravenous eyes devour the sight of me. “Help!” I scream again, but no one is there. The dogs soon outrun me, I panic and increase my speed, but they are too fast. I lose all hope as I fly off the bike and crashed to a tree; a Kamansi tree to be exact.

    Pain awakens my unconscious body. I try to get up but I fall down again. I try to scream but no voice manages to come from my hoarse throat. Suddenly, I feel numb; I can't move my left arm. I try to move it, but the pain is so intense that I faint once more.

  

   I woke up to the sound of my panicking grandmother. She immediately asks my Uncle to drive us to the hospital in the city. The whole time, I was still in shock, and I could not register what the people around me were saying; it was as if they were speaking in Esperanto or something. My grandma tells me to relax and I did. Once again, I fall asleep.

When I woke up, all I could think about was how everything was my fault. I got caught and entangled in my own tricks. If it wasn't for American Idol I would have never been here. Flashes of different images filled my head, and the thought of those sharp teeth made me shudder. It was stupid of me to do such a foolish act. My grandma was right. I should have waited.

Let me tell you how I ended up bruised and caked with blood.

AMERICAN IDOL BROKE MY ARM!

      It was a beautiful summer day of May 26, 2010; the time when our chickens needed harvesting and the when most awaited finale of American Idol season 9 was going to air. That day, I went to up to our farm to help my grandmother and run errands for her. I didn't think that the duration of our stay there would conflict with the airing of the finale via satellite, but it did. So I asked my Lola if we could leave earlier so I would be able to catch the episode, but she said no because it would be wrong to leave our men here without supervision. I was mad at her response, and decided to wait for a couple of minutes for her to change her mind. But she was adamant, and wouldn't change her mind. I was restless and anxious with the thought that I might not be able to catch it. This was when I decided to do a solo flight on a bike, and, well, you could say that it all went to the dogs from there.

     I learned this lesson the hard way. Don't wait for something major to happen. Learn to wait and be patient ,because all good things comes to those who wait. 

Cyber Wars : Prey Of The Unknown

    Torn, fragmented and hurt are the three words that perfectly describe my inmost being at this very moment. Cyber Bullied, that’s what I am. 

     Have you ever heard of Cyber bullying? Cyber warfare? Perhaps, yes. In all its ugliness, Cyber Bullying destroys the breath of one's very soul. Sure it does not pain us physically but it drowns us in our very own spirits, as if we were being put to death in silence. Today, I was caught by its cruel tentacles. I feel trapped and I find it so hard to breathe for I know that I am now its victim; a prey of the unknown.

      This world is just so stereotyped and it breaks my heart to see how some people bully others in a non-traditional way, because it’s what everyone else does. They think that it’s so harmless and that it won’t actually cause the other being hurt, because no physical pain is inflicted. Little do they know that what they did is more fatal than actually stabbing me, or us, with a knife. Little did they know that they threw my spirit onto the ground, broken and shattered, and I knew it would never be the same ever again. Questions crowded up my mind; What did I do? Did I hurt anyone? Did I do or say something bad? I couldn't find the answer, but I know it in myself that this time, I’m not the one at fault. I am deeply saddened by people bashing me relentlessly and calling me things like over the top, Mr. Sports Attire, gay, a nuisance and many more. Honestly, I am writing this blog with tears streaming down my face, because I could not fathom the idea of destroying one's name and doing it through the online media, the internet. Isn't it just so degrading and inhumane that they post it online for the whole world to see and make one innocent being the world’s laughing matter? I believe that the people doing this are cowards hiding behind those anonymous posts and letting the internet do the kill for them. I believe those people are chained in insecurity and envy. Those people know what they do. Cowards, heartless cowards. 

      If this person veiled under the name of "observer" aims to wreck me, well congratulations to him, because he wrecked me up badly. I am torn, fragmented and hurt. Why was he able to do such hideous act? Why? I wish that he came straight to my face and confronted me, I would have been grateful for correction. If he wanted to alter something in me, he should’ve told me. He need not to be afraid, because I am an open book who likes to be written on. It might hurt being chiseled but it is way better than actually smashing me with a stone itself.

         I am not perfect, who is? We all need correction for our betterment as one whole being. Why not do it the UP WAY? Say it with conviction. Say it in person for the sake of mankind. If we don’t, I am rest assured that someday, somehow, it would lead to a catastrophic finish with many hearts and relationships broken. I know that in some eye, it seem benign and harmless, but that makes it worse; that makes cyber bullying impossible to stop.

     I do hope that this madness will come to an end. I hope that "observer" and the others would find happiness in the right things. I hope that before they cast a stone, they reflect it on themselves and create needed change if there is any, as well. I might be a vivacious, flamboyant chatterbox with a weird personality but I have feelings too. Know me and my story first; do not be hasty in throwing words because, like time, you can never get them back. Yes, the damaged has been done but you can still pull me out of the abyss that you have put me in. An act of kindness, love and respect for humanity is what we all need.

     I’m slowly fading in this world of cyber bullying. I’m suffocating. Save me.