THE UNWANTED CHILD (A Short Story)

CHAPTER ONE

BROKEN DREAMS

               Lita was in her early twenties, round chubby cheeks, petite and fair skinned, she sat in her small cramped room in a dark corner behind a rusty bed. Tears of despair is falling down her cheeks, her clothes crumpled in a mess as it clings loosely to her young bruised body while blood gushed through her slender thighs. She didn’t know Ted would turn out to be a fierce monster, it was wrong of her to trust him, her boyfriend the son of a wealthy family whom she adored blindly for three years, a laid back person who had no plans and hopes for the future, savagely raped her together with his two friends.  She clutched her heaving chest, as memories of her lover’s face and his six feet bulging muscular body, attacked and forced its way into her five feet, slender and fragile, chaste body. She hit her head repeatedly with her closed fist as she struggled to silent her mind and pushed all the vicious scenes away, but her soul screamed so loud that it could raise all the fallen angels from hell, she hugs herself as she rocks back and forth like a child while every veins and muscle in her shakes in agony.

               It has been a month since that incident and she felt all the symptoms of a pregnant woman, she didn’t have the courage to file a complaint against her aggressor for she feared that justice will not side with her, for she was a poor girl whose was lucky enough to be granted a scholarship so she barely had enough to sustain her everyday needs. Both of her parents were farmers, she has two siblings and both are in their toddler years. She knew the price of justice in her country, she didn’t want to risk the humiliation and strife the trial may bring and add sufferings to her poverty stricken family. So she decided to keep her mouth shut and suffer in silence. She simply told herself “I don’t need justice; I just need to get rid of this baby and pretend nothing happened, right Lita?” she told herself softly as she walks slowly to ride a jeepney to an abortion clinic somewhere in the city.

 On her way to the clinic Lita saw an orphanage, as she tried to turn the curve, it was as if her entire body was being pulled in the direction of the orphanage, suddenly something in her, a voice that told her deep inside “Don’t kill your baby, give it up for adoption, a couple will be more than happy to have the baby.”  Lita thought she was going crazy because she was starting to hear voices in her head, so she pounded her skull like she usually does and started to walk slowly with hands shaking towards the clinic.

Lita took the first step towards the entrance, she saw a woman in a stretcher covered with blood, her half body was covered with a blanket, her legs spread lifelessly away from each other, her face was as white as the sheet on her lifeless chest.

 Doctors were all shouting at each other “Revive her, revive her!” as they wheeled her away to another room, then on a corner Lita saw a man standing still hardly breathing, his eyes were gazing upon the lifeless woman on the stretcher, his young and sophisticated face was filled with guilt and terror.

Suddenly a gust of wind slapped Lita back to reality, how long has she been standing at the entrance of the clinic, she doesn’t really know.  It seems time stood still as she witnessed all those terrifying scenes. She couldn’t move her legs any further, her body refused to enter the forsaken abortion clinic, so she turned around fiercely running towards the busy street, away from the horrible filthy smell of the cursed building.       

Tears violently ran down Lita’s face as she walked down the curve, like a mad woman, choking between sobs as a large wave of emotions drowns her senses, she whispered to herself “I’m sorry baby but I have no means to raise you, I really don’t....want... to kill you, but every day I would have to relive the horror in my mind, and I have nothing more to give you....” she felt her knees give in on her, she slowly dropped on the sidewalk with both knees on the ground.

Then suddenly she felt a gentle touch on her shoulder and a consoling voice above her “My daughter are you alright?”.  Slowly Lita raised her head to see who it was, it belonged to a woman whose smile was like an angel, she was wearing a habit and a cross on her chest, Lita found herself kneeling in front of the orphanage gate.

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A Writer’s Pride

Endless nights I dream and heaved

These restless visions I receive

It flashes right in front of me

Vivid phantasms that I see

On a white blank page I choose to inscribe,

To lament a writer’s pride

A shadow of unfolding history

Of fading astounding memory

It is the soul of unending fame

A resounding voice of an immortal name

A being that creates to inspire

Sophisticatedly magnified the elements of desire

It shapes the minds of a utopian society

And binds the cardinal virtue of unfailing piety

But as I breathe my existence is ignored

Like sand castles that annihilate at the shore

My footprints simply fade as I walk the beach

Painting life with manifold of figures of speech

But woe to an astonishing surprise

A writer’s steadfast stature, bequeaths upon the day he dies.

Dear Stranger Dance with Me

Underneath the cherry blossom tree

I stood in front of you as stars crowns my head,

Your nearness fills my sanity, floating like a feathery snow in a lazy winter day,

As my cheeks gently touch your humble manly chin, I breathe and inhaled gently savouring every moment,

Forever those sweet mesmerizing eyes will linger in my fleeting memory,

Can you hear the beating of my heart like a drum that chants a tribal hymn,

Where warriors endlessly draw their swords and send their enemies to their death,

For the fear of uncertainty lurks beneath this angelic smile,

Yet for one moment I will hear no evil, as your arms embrace this bashful heart of mine,

Our fingers entwined and our souls journey a million mile,

I shall bear your fruit, and it may drain my vigorous dignity,

Yet it will be the mere root of my existence, the only thing I shall breathe for

Truly I am a wary woman, and I have broken the walls that chains my ominous heart for a faceless man,

For a single second of warmth as I sway in the midst of this wanderer,

Screaming in ecstasy, as the scent of his hair drowns me in pure bliss.

In his arms I shall play the game of chance,

And I shall master the dreadful bout of love,

Hear my plea, cease my woes,

Dear courtly stranger dance with me and I shall spend an indelible lifetime knowing you!

Wish Upon a Star

One day I may breath my last, 

 I may pass you by without meeting you in the eye

But did you feel the skip of my heartbeat a mile away

Like the wind I touched your face,

There’s no words to describe the beauty I found in your soul

You may uniquely define the word innocence,

 For you willingly raged the gates of heaven with your resounding voice,

In my bedroom I cried and wailed for life to spare you a corrupted mind,

I willingly surrendered my dreams to see yours in fulfilment

An angel forbidden to love, an ordinary girl with an extra ordinary faith

A love I could not grasp, a love I could not keep, a language left unspoken

And yet it screams and echoes throughout the universe,

 I give you my strength in times of confusion; you are never alone in times of defeat

I maybe beyond your years but your youth is the sole reason I live

Be the man I dream you to be, the person you have always been

Never waste a single moment on superficial joy, for life has given you all the possibilities

Embrace every pain it will mould you to a better person,

 Love with no malice, make worthy sacrifices

For you  I have taken the next shuttle to the moon

Only to wish upon a star....

A Deep Shade of Blue

These wounds I kept for a million years has shed me a thousand tears

I battled the darkness that hunts my thoughts which magnified all my fears

I swayed and danced with the wind enamoured of this new found friend

I struggled with laughter and joy as I reached out for his hand

Somehow I knew no matter what the odds I had to make a stand

A stranger in the crowd, trying to make a difference

I had found the voice that brought me back to life

It made everything worthwhile the pain and the strife

If you only knew how much you mean to me

I would have painted a thousand hues only to make you see

What breaks my heart and tortures my mind

Those restless nights I deeply wished to leave behind

So I speak in riddles, in endless clues....           

If only the sky ain’t blue then I would have stopped loving you

The Little Rubber Ball

What am I ? Nothing but a simple toy, I get tossed a lot, dribbled and pat,

Everyday same routine when I’m of no use they put me in a corner, like a little dot,

Unlike this little golden figurine that everyone marvels at,

Everyone stares at it, as I sit and watch,

Up there where the light shines so bright,

The sunlight touches it golden skin and illuminate at your sight,

People awed with mouth open wide,

Give praises, softly caress and brushes its side,

Everyday I would sit and cry wishing I was that little golden figurine,

But I look at my smelly rubber body, so dirty and unadorned, not so masculine,

One day without knowing my owner danced like a careless child,

So caught up in the moment with her arms open wide,

She brushed the golden figurine and it crashed on the wall,

It was so unexpected she couldn’t break the fall,

That little figurine turned out to be not of pure gold,

It was so delicate, I was not told,

I thought it was strong and tough my senses lied,

Only to find out it was hollow inside,

So it was swept off the floor never to be seen again,

Off it went into the trash bin,

Here I am a little dirty rubber ball, but if they throw or toss me at the wall

I don’t need anything to break my fall,

I won’t break apart, I won’t get sacked,

Cause with my unique rubber skin I will simply bounce back.

Nobody's Watching

With eyes wide open I watch you walk towards me,

Smiling like a fool, you reach out for me,

Unless you really mean it go ahead and hold me,

I looked out the window expecting to see unfamiliar faces,

Expecting unhappy and angry reactions from different places,

Just to check and figure out what’s real from a fantasy,

I’m scared to be swept off far from reality,

I have nothing against fairy tales for I am a child trapped in a woman’s body,

But I cannot act or play a role only for the entire world to see,

I want and I deserve a peaceful unbroken family,

Where both our priority is you and me,

Some people think expectations are harmless traits,

But you have no idea of the disaster it brings, the brokenness it makes,

Loving someone is not like wrapping them in little gift with perfect bow ties,

Or else you’ll end up fooling yourself and live a complete lie.

Everyday should be a wonderful journey, discovering the person we both ought to be,

Do not posses nor control me, I will also let you fly freely,

Let’s just simply be with each other and communicate effectively,

I’ll be your strength when you are weak, you’ll be my voice when I can’t speak,

Growing old together is what we both should seek, not a love affair ending in a week,

So do not start what you cannot finish, don’t serve the entree if you will not stay for the main dish,

It’s the only thing I ask of you, my inner most deepest wish,

So go ahead be frank while nobody’s watching, definitely it will wound me but only for awhile,

Rather than keeping me in the dark with your smile, and watch all the lies mount up in a pile,

I will simply wipe my tears away, don’t worry I’ll take all the responsibility as I watch you walk away,

With no regrets I’ll tell myself it’s okay, I’ll get over you one of these days, then laugh sadly as I heaved, it was brave of me to fall in love anyway.