Beyond The Boundaries

"Hailey Leigh Alvarez." I stood up and pasted my widest smile on my lips as I walk towards the stage. Seeing people here feels surreal, I never imagined I could be here after all the things that I've been through. Despite all of those, I came this far. I breathed out when I am already in the front of so many people clapping their hands on me. The people that once treated me that I could never get in here. That I could never fulfill something by myself. As I look at my parents who are in the very front of the stage now, I tried to smile at them but I just can't make it real. I still hold grudges to them because of all the things they have done but I must also thank them. If they didn't do what they did years ago, I wouldn't be here. I wouldn't prove my worth. "Thank you for being an inspiration to others and also to us. Thank you for being brave enough to survive even if

Blake.  "You never do anything that makes this family get out from this kind of living! I never wanted this type of living! We are dying because of hunger, Hector! Why are you just sitting there as if our lives is stable!"  I was awakened by that loud shout. I shook my head and got up not minding what just woke me up. My alarm every morning.  "Can you shut the hell up, Marites! I'm tired! I don't need all of your stupid scoldings! If you don't want this type of life then go! No one needs you here after all! You hate the life I gave to you?! Well no one cares! No one forced you to be with me!"  "Good mornin

Hailey.  "Hailey, it's time for your lunch." I heard Yaya's voice echoed from outside my room.  I've been locking myself in my room for hours now. Since that encounter with my Mommy happened, I didn't bother opening my door.  I don't know why I'm doing this but all I know is that I don't want to talk to anyone now. I feel like I just want to sit or lay down my bed. I feel lazy.  It really do be like this sometimes.  "I'm not hungry, Yaya." I answered her while I was still here laying down my bed, staring at the

Hailey. "I can't sleep." I said to myself as I roll on the other side of my bed. "Why can't I sleep?" I asked myself with my brows furrowed, I rolled one more time on the other side of my bed. I opened my eyes, frustrated that I can't fall asleep. I woke up earlier than expected. It's just 3 am. I can still sleep for about two hours until the sunset but here I am, sitting on my bed facing my window. It's so quiet. I don't know but I don't find it calming. I want to hear some tweeting of the birds, the sound of raindrops, the sound of Yaya calling me for breakfast, the sound of morning. That's what I want. I'm so excited for later that I can't sleep now. Maybe that is the reason. I stood up not knowing why. It seems like my feet controlled me. I wore my slippers to avoid the cold floor. I don't know where my feet are taking me but I just walked. I