Me
I’m a native of Iloilo. Born in a loving family and grew up in an interesting community. I got my first gasp of earth’s air on the 6th of December 1994. I’m currently a UP Mindanao student. And still adjusting in the new environment and like any other kids my age I have a hard time adjusting. But I know this is part of growing up.
I don’t deny that I’m childish. I am a playful individual who love to laugh and make others around me laugh. I enjoy life and take advantage of it. I want to make sure that I’m living to the fullest and not wasting every second of it. I love adventure. I love to do lots of things but I always got easily bored and tired causing me to not be able to finish the things that I’ve already started. I’m a restless person. I’m always ready to grab every opportunity lurking around.
Possessed
It was our recess and my friends and I were walking on the hallway when we saw that there were lots of students peeking at the window of a classroom. There was something interesting happening inside, we thought. We squeezed ourselves to the crowd and we saw a female student bathing in her own saliva. Her eyes were red and threatening, like she could kill anyone anytime she wanted. Her voice was not soft anymore, it sounded hoarse and powerful and she became surprisingly stronger than the five students who were holding her on the arms and legs so that she would be restrained while the teacher was chanting a rosary for her. I stared straight into her eyes and suddenly I felt my heart stop beating. I couldn’t move. Fortunately, the head teacher arrived and I recovered my awareness. Her annoying squeaky voice commanded us to go back to our classrooms and we had no choice but to follow her. I thought the teachers could handle that situation and that everything was going to be fine. But I was wrong. As we entered our classroom, we heard a deafening scream just across the third year curriculum building. Curious, we got out of our room and found out that another student got “sapi-an” or possessed. And another and another, until the whole school was in red alert. My classmates and I ran inside our room, closed the doors and watched the horrible scene from the windows. We didn’t dare to get out of that room. We were all so scared that some of us cried. I was so scared too that I was crying and begging God to make everything fine. One of my classmates asked us to form a circle so that we could pray together. We held hands, closed our eyes and prayed with all our hearts. I don’t know how long we prayed, but when I opened my eyes I felt more secure and strong (spiritually). I didn’t pray very often, but after that incident I prayed every day and attended services on any church. The truth is, I don’t have a religion. But it didn’t stop me from having a strong faith.
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