I am trying to change the world.

death.death.death

everything was normal it was one sunny Sunday. evryone was attentive and focused on the homily when one loud explosion interrupted. The world stopped for almost two seconds then everyone was shouting running towards their family, classmates, teacher and loved ones. some were shouting: “dapa!dapa!”. there were students crying, parents shouting looking for their child, teachers claming their students and the priest telling all os us to pray. And me? my tears were slowly running down my cheeks as i strolled my eyes all over the place to look for my mom and sisters. I was crying maybe not because i was scared for myself i was scared for my sisters specially the baby and my mom i tried to calm down and look for them when someone tapped my back fortunately it was Vera my sister. i was still crying when i embraced my mom and sisters. i told them to sit down and so we did. i looked around almost evryones was crying and embracing eachother, some were videoing the whole incident. there were 27 who got injured and two, as of now are declared dead. One of those is a student of NDC-my school. i never realized that this was possible until now.

i want to get out of cotabato right away..but right now…im just thankful that me and my sisters are still alive.