When the darkness slowly covers the land, the blue sky slowly turns from purple then the black sky glittered with countless stars above. painful headache starts to appear, the pain was bearable from the start but it drastically changes when I reach the age of 21. as far I can remember it started after the accident, a car accident.
Even to this day, I didn't fully know how we got in an accident. They say it was a miracle that I was still alive today and the car was crushed like it was compressed in both ends, killing both of my parents.
We're having a nice night's dinner in some restaurant in the city and we hurriedly go home since we heard the rumbling of dark heavy clouds in the sky. I was seating in the back seat, glued down with the seatbelt that was put on by my mom. It was the last touch that I could feel from her as my father turn's on the car and ask for both of us if we were ready.
I watched through the window of the car then suddenly a strike of lightning shone on the clouds then suddenly a sudden huge downpour. We're slowly cruising down the road since the sudden downpour had wet the road, talking casually inside the car when a sudden light shines in front of us that blinded us. it was so strong that light passes through my hand, making the bones on my hand see-through. I don't know if it was from the lightning or another car headlight.
after that moment, a loud bang and screeching of the tire were heard after. thereafter, I slowly regained partially of my consciousness, My body hurting all over the place. can't seem to move the limbs but as I hover up my mustering the strength on my eyes but it was blurry all over but somehow I didn't cry. Maybe it come from the fear, shock, and confusion that I didn't fully grasp my condition and emotions.
As I look around slowly with my squinted blurry eyes. I somehow notice a silhouette of a body. then I remembered the dress of my mother. I slowly lift my arm. eventually, I reach the body. But when I touch my mother's hand, it was already cold.
"Mom...? mom...? please wake up...? Mom... please...."
didn't notice that tears had already flowed down my cheeks. maybe I just didn't notice due to the numbness of my body and from the rain.
"Dad...? please help... Mom, Dad...?"
I look for my dad but he was stuck in the driver's seat. the engine got shoved in front and hit both of my parents on their seats, locking them. I tried to shake my mother's arm, trying to wake her up but I also slowly lost my vision after that I don't remember much.
Afterward, I found myself in a hospital bed. I look around and find my grandparents waiting patiently beside me. My grandmother hurriedly called the nurse as I had awoken from my slumber.
"Thank God, My prayer was heard. I thought we're gonna lose you too..." My grandfather crying beside me. and memories came rushing in.
"L-Lolo, Is mom and d-dad gone? Are they in heaven?" tears were falling down my cheeks as I felt detached from the situation, bearing a stoic face.
My grandfather didn't know how to respond. he simply nodded his head as he cry.
"hahaha... " putting a brave face but tears keeps falling.
later, my grandparents adopted me since I don't have both my parents. they had raised me so well even the fact that they're already elderly but they still manage to raise me well. They've showered me with love and care that I easily get over the depression and trauma from the accident. however, headaches started to appear every other night.
It was painful enough that I couldn't go to sleep and I was admitted to the hospital. I had undergone a test but it came back with nothing on the results even the doctors were baffled on why was the headache keep appearing every other night and eventually we had to stop myself from admitting the hospital due to the expenses that my grandparents can't keep up.
and they've resorted to everything they believe can be a cure to my headache. They've tried everything to cure my headache.
We had gone to a faith healer that had been said that cured people but the headache still appeared. we tried herbal medicine and tea but did not have an effect on the headache and we were almost out of options. as I was already sleep-deprived by the severe headache that keeps appearing every other night.
"why is this headache keep appearing... I'm already tired..." Looks out the window and saw the sun slowly descending from the sky.
"the headache is going to come again... I don't want to burden my lolo and lola anymore."
Later, the moon had come out, and as well my headache, it had also appeared. I keep squirming on the bed. tried my best to hold on without letting a single sound or grunt from my mouth. Then as I keep squirming on the bed. the built-up fatigue from being sleep-deprived and the squirming. I accidentally fall asleep.
and when I woke up in the morning, I was fully refreshed. I had gone out of my room told my grandparents about the news. but the headache didn't stop there.
the headache always comes out when the night appears as if it had a timer. I had to lie to my grandparents that the medicine that they've given me last time had an effect on the headache but unknowingly, I had to resort to falling asleep on my own.
It was hard at first since the pain was intolerable but after time passes by I had built a tolerance to the pain and can fully sleep during the night. but something weird happens. as time goes by, dreams slowly keep appearing every night.
I thought that it was just a dream but dreams keep appearing every single night. and it was just not the same dream but different each night that it had appeared. after a while of having dreams when the headache attacked. the dreams slowly becoming more clear as time goes on and eventually had grown attach, creating arts from the dream as a hobby.
later, the vision changes, a vision of having a conversation with certain someone. but I can't tell which type of person was in the conversation. it was vague and burry and his voice is inaudible hence I can't guess his gender but this vision always ends up in tragedy. as if I don't have the power to do so.
"I"? when did I start to recognize that I am the man in the vision... no-no, It was just a dream a vision like the supernatural that got documented in some show on tv. I'm just a bystander, a spectator... am I just really a spectator?"
but the vision keep showing this tragedy that is almost it telling me something. Something that I had to protect at all costs. and every time I had this vision something changes inside me. when the war's vision came out, I had a growth spurt in my physical capabilities, and when the vision was about saving someone. I had this feeling that I had to look for someone.
Every time I go walk in the streets my eyes keep wandering around as I was looking for something. looking at every people in front of me. with that, I had attained visual recognition of every people I met. as if it was recorded in my brain hence I had a lot of acquaintances in my senior high years.
As this vision keep appearing, I had a change in my personality. I became more much humble, kind, and helpful to a fault. I can't also lie. I had now a problem keeping a secret that everyone evades me when the topic is keeping secret because I had the urge that I need to tell the truth. but during those time, i had a best friend, we're close since we already know each other since primary and been friend until college. we always in the same class and he was my partner to tell about my dreams but he just laugh it off.
but my fate had been sealed when I jumped into the street just to save someone.