Cruz Y Maldicion: The Tale of the sisters
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Flashback, Starting Anew
Title: Cruz Y Maldicion: The tale of the sisters
Chpt. 3: Flashback, starting anew
Author: CaryLuv-Nussa
Warning: There is some topics discussed within the story may offend some people, religion, sexuality and abuse. Please be aware.
A/N: This story is in part about several dreams I’ve had that resemble each other. It also deals with many of the experiences that I went through as a child and teenager. It is my first publication, so take it easy, lol. I would like reviews to be able to develop my writing and of course criticism is welcome, as long as isn’t destroy my ego too much, lol.
8 years earlier...
Why? I keep asking myself why? Why are we leaving our home, why is my mother so determined to tear everything
that meant to us apart, and why is my father just standing there like this is nothing to him? Why can’t he step
forward and stop all of this? 'Papi why?'I kept pleading in my head because nothing would come out. Here I
was in the entrance gate to the airplane, standing with my mother and two younger siblings, Jasel and Libimai.
Witnessing everything I knew and carefully sowed life ripping at the seam and all I can do is just stand there,
rooted to the ground, helpless to stop this waking nightmare transpiring before me. My whole being quivers
lightly and I feel moisture on my cheeks, not realizing until now I was crying.
Through my blurred vision I can see Jasel saying goodbye, then hugging my dad for dear life, before having my mom
embrace her from behind and guiding her away from this ordeal. Libimai just stares at him for a moment and then
quickly hugs him goodbye.'Doesn’t she know what’s going to happen to us once we board the plane?' I say to
myself, staring at her retreating back. Then I lock eyes with him. Wanting to see if there was any hope left, any
remorse for what was happening; I draw out his gaze, only to be met with a blank stare. I couldn’t believe it; he
just stands there, like this is an every day occurrence.'Were leaving daddy!! Never be a family again! You’ll
never have your daughters with you again! What is wrong with you?!' I’m hyperventilating, hearing the faint
sounds of what seems to be a heart breaking.'Do something, please?!?!' I plead to him with my eyes, my
throat to hoarse and clogged up that I can’t convey any words.
One second...Two seconds...Three seconds...'DO SOMETHING!!!!!! OH MY GOD!!! PLEASE DADDY!!!!' No response,
not even a blink, just aloofness. Suddenly I feel a hand a drag me backwards. It seems we were boarding and my
mom was all too happy to get away from this desolate place. But I can’t, there’s still a small sliver of hope
inside me determined to not let go, thinking any second now I’ll wake up and find that this is all a nightmare. I
seek him out once more before taking those final steps onto the corridor. He seems to notice me once more and
this time I’m able to convey my feelings to him. Very hoarsely I start "Papi, porfavor, no quiero..."(1)
He looks away.'No no no no no no!! NO!!' He just turns away, not even a glance back, and walks away.
Pain, a body racking pain is shooting through my heart right now; despair, emptiness, darkness. All these
emotions are rushing through me right now, each one wanting dominance. But none can overpower this pain taking a
hold on my heart with an iron grip. What I do recall feeling is someone leading me into my seat, situated in the
enter isle, next to Libimai. But I’m not there. My body may be grounded to the seat, but it’s just an empty
shell. I’m not there anymore. I can’t feel anything anymore, just a vague sense of self. In the distance I can
hear my mom, "Ya, no lloren. Yo se que es dificil, pero van a ver q se va a poner mejor. Ademas de q van a ver
a Mamita (my grandmother/her mother), y tus tios y primos. Tambien..." The last I hear of her cheery speech,
obviously she’s oblivious to her daughters grieving.
Nothing else exists here, in this realm. All is lost to me… and all I can sense is a piece of me slowly crumbling
to the carpeted floor…whisked away into the air and dispersing into nothingness. I feel the change, the formation
of a small crater in my heart, the crack in my sanity, a black form seeping into my soul. Then…it all stops. I
feel emptiness, a small trickle slowly descending on and through my body. As it finishes its slow decent, all
shuts down. Reclining in my chair, staring into obscurity, in my comatose state, I shut down. Everything shuts
down, leaving no trace or a sliver of emotion. Only a void, a chilling void is left in me, soon realizing that
this is my freedom to the pain that took me hostage an hour ago.
Then, in the middle of the 3 hour flight, flying over the Pacific Ocean and towards a “new” life...I lost a piece
of me.
Note:
(1) "Daddy, please, I don't want to..."
(2) “Now, don’t cry. I know it’s hard, but you’ll see things will get better. Plus, you will see your grandmother, uncles and cousins. Also...”
Chpt. 3: Flashback, starting anew
Author: CaryLuv-Nussa
Warning: There is some topics discussed within the story may offend some people, religion, sexuality and abuse. Please be aware.
A/N: This story is in part about several dreams I’ve had that resemble each other. It also deals with many of the experiences that I went through as a child and teenager. It is my first publication, so take it easy, lol. I would like reviews to be able to develop my writing and of course criticism is welcome, as long as isn’t destroy my ego too much, lol.
8 years earlier...
Why? I keep asking myself why? Why are we leaving our home, why is my mother so determined to tear everything
that meant to us apart, and why is my father just standing there like this is nothing to him? Why can’t he step
forward and stop all of this? 'Papi why?'I kept pleading in my head because nothing would come out. Here I
was in the entrance gate to the airplane, standing with my mother and two younger siblings, Jasel and Libimai.
Witnessing everything I knew and carefully sowed life ripping at the seam and all I can do is just stand there,
rooted to the ground, helpless to stop this waking nightmare transpiring before me. My whole being quivers
lightly and I feel moisture on my cheeks, not realizing until now I was crying.
Through my blurred vision I can see Jasel saying goodbye, then hugging my dad for dear life, before having my mom
embrace her from behind and guiding her away from this ordeal. Libimai just stares at him for a moment and then
quickly hugs him goodbye.'Doesn’t she know what’s going to happen to us once we board the plane?' I say to
myself, staring at her retreating back. Then I lock eyes with him. Wanting to see if there was any hope left, any
remorse for what was happening; I draw out his gaze, only to be met with a blank stare. I couldn’t believe it; he
just stands there, like this is an every day occurrence.'Were leaving daddy!! Never be a family again! You’ll
never have your daughters with you again! What is wrong with you?!' I’m hyperventilating, hearing the faint
sounds of what seems to be a heart breaking.'Do something, please?!?!' I plead to him with my eyes, my
throat to hoarse and clogged up that I can’t convey any words.
One second...Two seconds...Three seconds...'DO SOMETHING!!!!!! OH MY GOD!!! PLEASE DADDY!!!!' No response,
not even a blink, just aloofness. Suddenly I feel a hand a drag me backwards. It seems we were boarding and my
mom was all too happy to get away from this desolate place. But I can’t, there’s still a small sliver of hope
inside me determined to not let go, thinking any second now I’ll wake up and find that this is all a nightmare. I
seek him out once more before taking those final steps onto the corridor. He seems to notice me once more and
this time I’m able to convey my feelings to him. Very hoarsely I start "Papi, porfavor, no quiero..."(1)
He looks away.'No no no no no no!! NO!!' He just turns away, not even a glance back, and walks away.
Pain, a body racking pain is shooting through my heart right now; despair, emptiness, darkness. All these
emotions are rushing through me right now, each one wanting dominance. But none can overpower this pain taking a
hold on my heart with an iron grip. What I do recall feeling is someone leading me into my seat, situated in the
enter isle, next to Libimai. But I’m not there. My body may be grounded to the seat, but it’s just an empty
shell. I’m not there anymore. I can’t feel anything anymore, just a vague sense of self. In the distance I can
hear my mom, "Ya, no lloren. Yo se que es dificil, pero van a ver q se va a poner mejor. Ademas de q van a ver
a Mamita (my grandmother/her mother), y tus tios y primos. Tambien..." The last I hear of her cheery speech,
obviously she’s oblivious to her daughters grieving.
Nothing else exists here, in this realm. All is lost to me… and all I can sense is a piece of me slowly crumbling
to the carpeted floor…whisked away into the air and dispersing into nothingness. I feel the change, the formation
of a small crater in my heart, the crack in my sanity, a black form seeping into my soul. Then…it all stops. I
feel emptiness, a small trickle slowly descending on and through my body. As it finishes its slow decent, all
shuts down. Reclining in my chair, staring into obscurity, in my comatose state, I shut down. Everything shuts
down, leaving no trace or a sliver of emotion. Only a void, a chilling void is left in me, soon realizing that
this is my freedom to the pain that took me hostage an hour ago.
Then, in the middle of the 3 hour flight, flying over the Pacific Ocean and towards a “new” life...I lost a piece
of me.
Note:
(1) "Daddy, please, I don't want to..."
(2) “Now, don’t cry. I know it’s hard, but you’ll see things will get better. Plus, you will see your grandmother, uncles and cousins. Also...”