Earlier tonight,while I was working on my report,I left my yahoo ID online hoping I could get the chance to talk to a very good friend who is now living from afar.I was busy thinking how I could possibly finish my work in less an hour..so I could rest after,when out of the blue, a new "window" popped up the computer screen. A young girl who simply wanted to have someone to talk with because of the recent tragic incident that happened to her family.Our conversation started when she said,"Ate, I am here because I want someone to talk with...I am bored and sad." And then I asked,"why and what happened?".
And so she started to share...
"My parents just passed away. They were victims of the recent blasting that happened in Glorietta 2. They were there to celebrate my other sibling's birthday. All three of them died. I am here in Zamboanga City with my relatives.I am 16 years old and a high school sophomore.I am in pain...ang sakit-sakit pala!Hindi ko matanggap na wala na sila!I am not there in Manila to see their wake. I am not ready..."
It breaks my heart to hear her story. And it left me speechless..couldn't think of a single word to comfort the girl or even say, "hey,it's ok..life goes on!".How can I say that to a 16-year old who is dealing with the most painful and tragic trauma in her life.
After an hour of conversing with her, she asked,"Would it be ok if I'll call you mommy and be my secondary mom?" And I was like..waaaahhhh!tiguwang najud diay ko!hehe!Joker pud ning bataa dah!;op
But anyway, I immediately said, "sure, why not?". You can call me mommy.Then she responded by saying.."Thanks...I just miss my mom..":0(