It's dark in here, care to read my story?
"tumataas na ang tubig ma."
I was scared, i didn't know what to do, i was hugging my mother when the storm surge hit us. it was so fucking scary, the sky was dark, the wind was devastating, the water keeps on rising and all that you have is lost. The only thing in my mind is that i must stay alive, my mom must stay alive.
It was really cold, i was only wearing a sando and a short and of course an underwear inside it. i can feel the water under my chin as the water keeps on rising. The sewer rats, the big slimy snakes, they were everywhere.
we went to our roof hoping that the water wont get to us anymore, just like cristine reyes went to her roof. I was really hoping for a man with a jet ski to pick us up, but hell no, there were no rescuers, no jet skiing people or even superman to save us.
We only have a small house, it's just me and my mother in here, at the roof of our house... the water is still rising, the fuck did i do for this to happen to us. was it my hidden porn stash inside my laptop? i couldn't even save my laptop for it was washed away by that strong water.
It's like the movie 2012. everything was falling apart. Did God told someone like Noah that there will be a great storm and there will be a great flood?
The communications were lost, not even a radio or a cellphone i could listen to. My stupid iPhone got wet easily. wish i had my Nokia 3210 still.
I was shouting for about an hour because of the storm surge hitting on us. My mother was getting weak because of the cold, she slipped at our roof and i wasn't able to grab her, she went straight down to the current, i was crying and shouting until i saw her slammed somewhere hard, i could see that she lost consciousness, her face was facing the water, i was crying and shouting and i couldn't do a fucking thing for i was holding onto this pole.
i shouted "WHY GOD WHY??"
i lost everything, i was an alien, my papers washed away, my mother, i couldn't even speak after what i saw, after what happened.
as soon as the storm subsided i can feel heat inside my body, i was so devastated, hungry, sleepy and sick.
i can feel blood pouring at my calves. a shrapnel hit me under the flood.
i still am above our roof and the water is starting to go down.
the next day i woke up i still feel the same. the flood was gone and it's time to look for my mom, i walked across the street, people crying and people carrying corpses. i am so desperate for food and medicine and still i kept looking for my own mother.
3 hours have passed i sat down a broken car and i fell asleep.
i couldn't move my body, i cant breathe,
i was being carried by a soldier, i was still conscious and he putted me down, i can feel a smooth surface. i still couldn't move, so i just slept.
feeling groggy, i noticed darkness. i can feel that i was inside a body bag, i can smell other corpse. i was asking myself "am i dead?" then i realized, what's the sense, everything's gone. What did i do to deserve this? fuck you Yolanda and all the other typhoons.
