Enough is Enough

Everyone wants to have a better life. Everyone wants to eat three square meals a day. Everyone wants their children to go and finish their studies. Everyone wants to have a house to build a home. Everyone wants something but why can't anybody anyone stop corruption?

Each president we had in our country had their own critics. Comparing them to each other. Criticizing them. Each president, senator, congressman, etc. wants his or her name to be remembered but why can't they work things out to solve the problems? Each one is accusing everyone of a crime that they committed. Someone trying to gain all the credits and all the applause.

Each politician has tried serenading the poor with their false promises but only few remembered their promises. Everyone wants a successful life but why are their only few who thrived for success.

Somebody voted for Someone but Someone forget Everybody that made Anybody mad.

Will it be always like this?

Everyone has a negative thing to say. Nobody can do nothing about it. Anybody is accused of a crime but Somebody is enjoying the authority.

Everybody says they want change but why can't Anybody stand up against somebody? Everybody voted Somebody but Somebody never cared for Anybody. Will it always be like this?Enough is enough for Everybody and so Anybody is trying to stop Somebody from causing us more problems. Anybody is now accusing Somebody to step down so that Somebody would not be a pet to Someone. But where is Nobody? Does Nobody care for our country?

We all want change. We want to change for the better and all it takes is the courage to say Enough is Enough.

Incubus

I never been scared of the dark until it happened.

I used to love night time especially when its sleep time. I used to sleep with my door open rather than open my windows. I used to sleep with a quilt covering only my feet. I used to be brave in the dark but its all in the past. . It will never change.

It happened one night in the year of 2012, my classes ends at 9 o'clock in the evening. I was feeling a little uncomfortable that night and I told my boyfriend who was by then still studying at the same school and we have the same schedule and he was ahead of me. He told me to ignore it and to keep on walking but when we were almost at our gate I felt someone was staring at me. I kept quiet because I was almost freaking out.

That night, my niece, Ashley slept beside me. She was fast asleep and I turned off the lights so that I could get some rest too. I remember having a dream of someone chasing me. A nightmare I've had ever since I was little. I was awakened suddenly when a felt a cold hand caressing my face. I was alarmed but I did not open my eyes because I got scared. I just prayed silently until I fell asleep. The next day I forgot about the incident but I did not know that it would happen again.

The following nights were scaring the hell out of me and I thought maybe this thing is a paranormal. maybe its an incubus. Someone or something would touch my feet under the covers or caress my face. I pretended to be asleep during those times because my niece could get scared. I decided to sleep under the covers and hug a pillow covering my face. Well- it did not work. It did not work! Instead, my bed would move as if somebody is climbing my bed. It would sit by my feet every night or caress my face and hear it breathe. I decided to sleep with my earphones. I told my sister about it but she did not believed me saying that I watch too much horror movies which I don't watch by the way.

IT SUDDENLY SAT OR LAID DOWN ON ME!

Every time I'm alone in the house, it won't give me a piece of mind. If I'm taking a bath, it would turn the lights off or knock at the doors. It ticks me off. It even scared dome of my friends when they went to visit me. It really scared them.

The most aggressive thing it did was when I was alone in my room one night and my niece was away on a vacation with her mom, I was already sleeping the the covers, earphones to the maximum level and I was fast asleep when I felt its presence. It sat again by my feet. Slowly removing the covers and IT SUDDENLY SAT OR LAID DOWN ON ME! I remember not being able to breathe, to move or to scream. I was so scared that I cried hysterically but when my earphones was removed I was able to scream and it was gone just like that. I never stood up to turn the lights on because I was afraid I that I  might see something that cause me a heart attack.. I screamed and screamed calling my sister and her family on the other room. It felt like an eternity calling my sister. When finally she was awakened by my screams, she rushed to the front door, trying to open it but I screamed again to let her know I'm in my room. She told me that my screams sounded very far as if I was being dragged away.

She took me to their bedroom and hugged me to sleep. She and her family returned to their sleep but not me. When she turned the lights off- I heard someone on the roof directly from where I lay, a soft knocking sound.

Ever since it happened I never slept with the doors open but I always slept with my earphones under the covers. Be careful of your admires because sometimes they can be dangerous.

Skeleton in the Closet

Rain pours outside my window

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As I put me chin to my elbow

I began to cry like there's no tomorrow

As I remember my everlasting sorrow.

The thunder rumbling,

The lightning crackling,

The wind howling,

I heard someone knocking.

I tried to remain calm

Wiping my sweaty palm

As i smelled it's balm

Please! give me courage as an alm.

As it look at me in the eye

The fear in me I can't deny

As I tried to look in its missing eye--

I wished to die.

 I can say that this is one of my most favorite classic stories.

Burnett , Frances Hodgson The Secret Garden
Illustrated by: Tudor, Tasha, December 31, 1969, 368 pages
Genre:  Beautiful classic filled with the magic of friendship, family- oriented and realism.




Burnett has done well in opening the eyes of the readers that anyone can change and that anyone can love and be loved in return and her ability to tell the truth about her characters without condemning them. Mistress Mary, quite contrary, "was a self-absorbed child," and Colin "thought the whole world belonged to him." But Burnett makes it clear that these children have been raised without their parents' love.  Parents need to know that this beautifully written book shows two selfish, disagreeable children transformed by the magic of nature and their own imaginations as they work to bring a near-dead garden back to life and see how  Colin and Mary reclaim themselves, with a little help from Nature and kind friends. Burnett sets a tone balanced between unflinching realism and high optimism to portray her characters.
Two cousins -- one motherless, the other an orphan -- are so monstrously spoiled that no one can stand them and they can hardly stand themselves. With the help of a boy of the moors and some natural magic, Mary discovers an abandoned garden and returned it to abundance and shared her secret to Collin. As the garden grows the children grow -- into their own better selves.
I have read this book when I was in elementary and ever since then, I can’t forget the story of the two neglected children slowly learning how it is to be a real child with the help of their friends. I would recommend this book for everyone to read with your family and have fun joining Mary with her journey in Collin’s mansion.