Experimenting

Backing up against the wall, My heart raced as the dark silhouette figure came closer, reaching out with it's hands I closed my eyes while trembling in fear then suddenly I felt a stinging pain near my left wrist my eyes shot open and quickly glanced at the enclosed calloused hands around my left arm. Within seconds my world started to spin around, vision blurred into a thousand multicolored lights the silhouette figure seemed to fade before me yet it's voice kept ringing in to my head. It was like entering nirvana the moment that needle injected heroine into my bloodstream. I could not tell whether I was alive and breathing in my dreams or whether I was dead going straight to heaven (or hell). Soon after the trip was over I found myself lying in bed, but not in my own room it was similar to an hospital ward. Everything was furnished in white not a speck of dirt found on the floor or wall, There was a huge mirror across the foot of my bed it's glass was tinted with black. I sat up noticing that my clothes had been changed into a patient's dress as expected from the contract I signed my life would end up to be like this...A guinea pig for drug experiments there won't be time for me to think about my future because it has already been decided. I will never see the light of day again except for the artificial laboratory lights. And I will never see the faces of my love ones again...

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Inspired by Jim...

Trip to Bacolod City

We had a mission...Our mission was to securely Fedex my Aunt's credentials to WES...In Bacolod City where Western Negros College (something close to that) offered a fast sure way to get yourself shipped to where ever you pleased countries. Yes, They offer ladderized (instant one week) Nursing programmes. The city felt like a normal province town when night came there were less people on the street other's had dark camouflages on, but being in a different clean town makes me long for Cebu's fine aromatic streets those hazzy lights from the RLD and the silly noises at night ( a baby's wail, lover's quarrelling, and unfamiliar screamings) even then I wasn't afraid not even if someone had been shot across the street, pumelled and worst...But let me continue about Bacolod City... I woke up after my mother kicked the side of my futson, I sat up glancing at her saying "Are we there yet?" mother yelled at me to take a bath fast because we we're running late since the ferry would depart on 7:30 or else we'd have to take the afternoon ride. Their first plan was to stay at least two days in Bacolod City if we had enough time we would take a ride straight to Dumaugete City so we would be close to San Tander in Cebu. Maybe we failed, but I think it's up to my Aunt to decide she should've been responsible with her credentials. She wonders HSE document was with us it wasn't my mother's fault but the lady that told us she was the one who would Fedex the documents anyways it's all been past. Aunt will find a way. Our first stop was San Carlos City there we rode a trisikad to the terminal to cath those yellow Ceres buses and of course we choose the non-airconditioned so after the ride me and my mom's hair we're all sticky and dusty but good thing I had that leave on conditioner. Saved. The place was totally different! Everyone spoke a weird lingo that seemed like chinese-filipino and I was like "Crap?!What the hell are they saying?!"