November 2. Early in the morning, 6am perhaps, I was on my room, I woke up because I felt irritably hot in my room and realized it's brownout. So I decided to transfer at the couch on the living room on a cool place to sleep. I tied the closed curtains first and turned the lights off outside. I went to the couch and slowly closed my eyes.
The only thing I can remember was I woke up, again, because the alarm of our car has gone too noisy. I hesitated to wake up but then decided to see what's going on in our car. In that moment, there's my Grandpa, Mom, Bro and Me in the house. I went out to the garage and checked the car. I was surprised when I saw scratched marks and damage parts of the handle (when you open the car) were totally smashed. The alarm's still making its noise. I told Grandpa and Mom and show them the marks. I don't know but either Mom and Lolo suspected that someone has entered the house, or someone is trying to rob the house. So we panicked and searched, Mom suggested us to stay inside the house while Grandpa is searching if someone is really trying to enter our house because the marks were the proof that he/she forced to damage or enter the car, I don't know what's on his/her mind anyway. So I stayed at home, I lay back to the couch calmly as Mom told us to. The couch's position is nearer on our glass window, then from the window you can clearly see our garage, but on that time the window was half closed and I can see a small part of the outside.
As I lay my head, my eyes gently closes also. Slowly, I heard a rusty sound or grumbling sound from the window. A man wearing orange shirt trying to open the window from the garage. I cannot merely see his face but he is forcing to open the window. I don't know what happen next but thing I remembered that that man ran outside, maybe because Lolo chased him. I realized that he is the man who collects and buys our bottles and plastics. He just ran away and we, inside the house felt secured.
I'm not so sure of what happen next but after that, there's another clash outside and a man who's trying to invade the house. He came from Mom's room. We thought everything's fine now but me, still lying in the couch felt fear too. I lay in the couch facing the TV and Mom's room is at the back. To be precise, Mom's room is in the back of where my head is positioned. Get it? Okay, so I try to look backwards but I can't and I'm afraid. After all that, my Tito showed up.
It was Mom's cousin. He is the one who damaged the car. He is the thief. He was searching for Jewelries Mom had in the room. I have no idea what happen next but when he went out, he asked Mom if he could take the jewelries he had. (Fact: Mom doesn't stores her jewelries in her room, she hides it anywhere in the house for certain purposes). On that certain moment, the robber had taken all the fake jewelries (which is Mom is fond into), and as they converse with each other, Mom is just smiling. So she let the robber, my Tito, take all those fake jewelries and go.
AND I woke up! I woke up with a painful stomach ache that I wanted to puke. I was sweating all over my body while on the bathroom and I feel like it's the end of the world. Haha. IT WAS ALL A DREAM. After doing some private things in the bathroom, I put on Efficacent oil on my tummy, which made me feel better.
I texted Mom then.
"Ma, nag dream ako gin sulod kita kuno sang kawatan, pamilya ta ang nagkawat, isugid kulang simu mag abot kadi. And napangwa ya daw mga fake nga alahas sa room
mo, pero dba way kaman ga store alahas sa room mo? kay somewhere here lang sa hidden places mu gina tago? see you soon."
I know every dream has its own purpose and each of us has never understood neither interpreted. Maybe some, but there's no exact meaning of every dream. Only God knows and I believe that. In my case, I know that God is just trying to poke me for a reminder because Mom and Grandpa isn't home till Friday and He wants me to be aware perhaps. My only buddy here is my brother and we neither eat veggies but cook fried foods and heat canned goods. Well, I realized that there's a big difference when your parents is there for you, cooking for you and taking care of you. I know that God is keeping us safe and we will wait for Mom and Lolo to get back from Negros.
We'll just stay at home, locked the doors, have presence of mind and do CHORES. Whatever. xiao! :)
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