alone
i want to die!!
“i want to live!!”
are you crazy? YOU ARE VERY MUCH ALIVE!
“oh, really! How so? How come you are secretly ordering dbc sundaes? How come you never told me about the Yoda doll! How about you hit your head with a stone!”
i think certain things are better-kept secret, you Calavera estupido!
“what?!”
i am sorry. i spoke too much. (folds hands and looks away gloomily)
“ who? what? where?”
heh?
“ you never call me calavera estupido. why today?”
“ whoever did this to you, i will find those bastards and skin them alive. i will make sure to poke their bodies with hundred spears over and over. then i will-”
woah! woah! calmate! please remind me to ask myself why i chose you as my venti meter…
venti meter?!
i can’t vent to anyone in the world anymore.
“imelda-” she has too much so far!
“baby gaul-” i can’t utter a word to her.
“ female odin-” she has a lot to deal with
“STOP CUTTING ME IN, YOU HYPERACTIVE BABOON!”
(whispering) that is what imelda said
“ CHILD! you do realize that my job is to collect souls and no to listen to people’s sob stories!”
(sighing) yeah
“ i am the friggin’ Grim Reaper! my scythe holds power to take down the departed and not offer hugs to EVERYONE! i am not your babysitter or your bloody housekeeper!!”
(deep breath) “ you could choose d’arcy carden.”
i love d’arcy carden…
janet is an amazing “not a human” who evolves from many changes that a human undergoes. the difference between her and others is she has an aura that makes my heart glow and gives a feeling of courage in this pandemonium….
(rolls her eyes) “there’s a but”
but i don’t get that feeling
“WHY ME?”
“you know what? you get to tell me why did you hit yourself with a stone.”
what do i get from this?
(Growling) “ fine, kid. your way. tell me the truth and I will agree to be your venti meter”
fine, so today, melodrama called
“melodrama?”
my tia melodrama! look who is interrupting”
“well, sorry for interrupting!”
well, she called. we discussed movies, and she brought up… baby gaul.
“oh”
yes, you can blame me for being sour, for she left without paying heed to my requests for staying a day more. pero! i am done sacrificing and taking the bait for my stupidity always. i have begged like a beggar to ask her to stay for a few days.and not just her but for many people. i have introduced her to people with eagerness saying — hola, esta es mi prima, baby gaul! The truth is you know that you are playing the fool, but you will understand that you have become an attention whore when you realize.
“um…”
i realized one thing from that — by birth, i am one heck of a lonely person who will be alone with no one for her
“ and that’s why you purposely hit your head with a stone?”
there was another reason, but particularly this
you can leave
“huh?”
i know that death will be a final solace, but i can’t keep death waiting here with me
“ why did you choose me? weren’t you-”
-scared of me? yeah, i was. even now, i am. when i was small, i realized that death would take people away from me, and i will have no one. i was scared to lose the people i loved. but i realized one insane thing — and nooo, it is not for a new chapter to start; the book must end. i believe that death is someone who won’t let go of your hand, for she reminds you that what is tangible, what is ethical, and what can we continue further.
“ wow! huh! why do you visualize me as a woman?”
that’s because women can be better grim reapers despite other mujeres locas!
yeah so bye
“ um hello! i haven’t said my decision.”
o-oh
“i will be your “venti-meter” ”
you will?!
thank you!
“no kissing!!”
“ what do you want to eat now?”
death by chocolate, please….
rey kimura
