Day 5. The Colour Changing Quill

That was the most terrible night i'll ever have. And you know, if the thought of it crosses my mind, it makes my body shiver and makes me weak and teary eyed.

Do you want to know how am I doing?

I am not good. I am not okay. I have been feeling sick since yesterday dawn. It's Saturday and i was pertaining to that unlucky Friday morning where i had encountered that kind of experience.

It seemed like a movie. I never thought that would ever happeq to me.
ubr /> We were ualking on our wuy home that fateful night and was even having a conversation about something else just like the usual. We passed by the same paths we used to take during regular days. It was not the first time that the two of us walked there on our own. But more often than not, we have some other pals with us, Mayie, Paw, Moi and Meg. However that night they left earlier than we did (too late to know that during that time they're just inside Mcdonald's. Just a few more pace from where the scene happened). And as we continued to walk along the pavement, we were about to cross, a motorcycle was about to pass so we somewhat stopped but then it stopped too. SO that it was now safe to do so and we crossed and continued on walking at the other side of the road. Just when i thought everything was fine, it happened.

(Now i get the whole connection of the story, thq man riding theumotorcycle was uith the Snatcheu.)

As we kept on walking, a man crossed the road (which gives us the scenario that we were about to bump unto each other). When i saw him on our lane i wondered why he crossed because if he'd just gonna walk, the road is too much wide for us all. He actually didn't have to cross to our side. Then it hit me, he was making his way for us. That man wearing a shorts and  in a hood, had that glint in his eyes that he was about to do something bad. My instinct told me to ran because i thought at first i thought he was insane but he said something i barely understood. He grabbed my bag and i started shouting because the he isn't the man i thought he was. He is a snatcher.

I freaked out. Was that really happening? I ran but unfortunately he came after me. Ate Shawn didn't get too far but she started shouting too coz at first she had no idea about what's happening.

Oh-my-gosh.
As i tell you this story,  goosebumps are starting to fill me up.

That time, i was probably on the verge of life and death, i was afraid the man might have a knife with him and any moment he would use it to me. I  fought because of my bag, but that was because i was afraid until he was able to get it and he ran towards a motorcycle. The same motorcycle i saw before everything happened, and now it was now on our back.

I can't bear that sight of the man chasing me as i was shouting for help. PLus a man behind me ran away because he got frightened.

EVerything flashed into my mind that time. And as i watch them run away, the thought of not being there hit my mind. I should have been enjoying Ilocos if it's not because of everything that had happened. I would have not been there. I would not have been like this. But i know everything has a reason.

I just ran towards Ate Shawn and hold her hand tightly. We were so afraid. Traumatized by what had happened. I lost everything. And i waq there, standinu speechless cauue everything wau still vivid on my mind.

How am i gonna go home? What am i gonna do now? How much does that proximity card cost? How am i gonna go back to work? How? Why? And i just kept on crying.

Luckily, God was so great, my wallet fell from the bag, even my purse. Even that pouch which holds the key to my apartment.

My wallet which was filled with memory, not of money was there on the pavement. The contents wer scattered and we picked them up and i kept on checking for something. Ate Shawn was watching me and said, "Picture ni Bryan?". I smiled to see it was there.

Sigh.
Sigh.
Sigh.

I was so helpless then, my phone was in my bag. My ATM was there too.
Now life really wants me to lose all the memory i have.
Just like that phone.


Anyway, i am so thankful to God. He didn't leave us. He protected us from those men.
Thank you Lord.

I pray to Him that nothing bad like that would happen to us again.