Day After Day Pt. 2

I woke up in the morning. I had a nightmare...

I got up to do my morning rituals and greeted the workers here with a good morning for them so they could be motivated by my presence and words. They gave me a smile. One grinned, the other laughed. They promised to make these ruins into a castle!

Then... a month has passed, the first floor was half done and the new bedroom. My own bedroom at the back. Once that is finished, they'll start painting it. And they will move my things from thereon. Then I shall decorate the place anyway I wish it!

Another month has passed, our money made it to almost complete the first floor! The workers were paid their last salary for now. They all went back home, and my father told me, as promised, if I got my own room, I don't need to drink my own sleeping pills anymore and could just sleep in the daytime.

I went to my room and decorated the place with Christmas Lights. And everything was dimmed, almost pitch black, except the Christmas Lights made the place feel comfortable and lovely.

I drank my medications tonight and went on the computer, but without the drowning sleeping depressants. Then I started working on a new novel inspired by my experience in the outside world. I went writing all night, and when it was daytime, the sun was rising.

I headed to bed. I did this for a month straight. Not to mention there are already vaccines. I was vaccinated already. Whenever I need blood, I just practice feeding on cattle. From my local butcher in Santo Nino Guagua. Where the public markets are at.

I went to study for the ALS examination. Alternative Learning System. Since I haven't continued 10th grade in 4 years, I can just skip it using the ALS examination as my big brother recommended.

Nights went on. Days have been slumbered upon!

Studying learning was too easy for me, so I aced the ALS examination. My big brother set me up for a job as a call centre agent. Since my English is exceptionally fluent, I can help in a company in Clark. Too far, I'd say, but it's worth the shot for money to save for my own college.

Since my mother has retired, my father does not have any more money. we, the Olimpo family, just rely on my big brother's work as I work on my own things that needed to be done on my bucket list.

Time after time, I got a promotion a few months later. I even got to buy my own suit for the job as well. Dad drives me to Clark every now and then, since my big brother has paid for a car for the family. During day-offs, I spend my time with my family and give them half of my money for themselves to enjoy.

I felt human again, but only better.

As I can see the happiness in my parents' eyes, I can feel that they are about to wither away like a flower and leave me behind just like this on my own... I cannot... let that happen. But I cannot even give them immortal life. They deserve to be in a better place for what they've done for me and not be cursed to be a monster like me!

I cannot! I cannot!

... I am... so weak...

My alarm clock on my new phone woke me up. I checked the time... I realised it was my day off. Why is this day on the alarm? Oh right, it's because it's Christmas. My boss told me to spend Christmas with them for a Christmas party before the actual date, 25th December 2021.

I told him I'd have to pass. Sorry.

Time passes on after a year later. It's Christmas again, but 2022. The pestilence we've been haunted by the pandemic since 2020 so far is the old days now. I can't believe I survived that and never have been infected, not even once in those days. I have to thank my parents for that.

Since I'm almost 23 years old, I have the right to move to another country. My big brother told me he'd take me to Harvard University and fund me for that college because I am that smart.

So, he invited me to America, lots of processes to get a passport, and long waits, but I was patient, unlike back then. A visa as well. My big brother sent me money to pay for my own visa so I could stay longer than I should expect.

So, then the final waiting was at the airport. I know that you must be at the airport 3 hours before the flight. So, I went in.

It took me to fall asleep and set the alarm to wake up. How many hours does it take to go to North Carolina from the Philippines an hour earlier? Maybe 2 hours. I have my laptop to play Counter-Strike 1.6 to give me nostalgia one last time before I enter America once I wake up. Then...

"Bomb has been planted" shit, a good thing I was on EarPods.

I arrived, and my big brother was there, and he took me to the drive to his home to meet Elijah. My niece and I are that cool uncle who spoils his niece with awesome cool shit. As long as it's nothing illegal.

Then here I am... this is the end. I made it; my dream came true!

No sinful carnal desire has happened.