When i was just a teen, i have this secret place in our village..but its actually in the outermost part. Its actually almost a part of the next village. me and my closest friends used to drive there, whenever we felt like just hanging out or basically just watching the amazing view staring at us, whether its late at night or in a sunny afternoon. I remember all the moments ive spent there with friends and all the stories that probably only the wind, plants, grasses or my even the car has shared with us. Its like ur "sumbungan place", a place where u could just lash out and say anything u want to..a place where ur not judged, even if u think how wrong u are or how stupid u can get, and its a place where everything's quiet, and peaceful, like everything's listening to ur emotions, letting u know that somehow, in all these struggles u have..there's somebody listening to u..u just have to feel it. no its not an eerie kind of thing, there's nothing really special about the place, apart that its an overlooking view of the houses in Ayala aLabang, the buildings, and malls in alabang, somehow it makes u feel..that everything just stops for a while.
The last time I was there with a friend late at night, a patrolman told us that its not a safe place for anyone anymore especially at night because somebody was killed and raped at that place, and the body was left and dumped. Its strange..because ive always liked that place. It felt that we were not welcome to stay there anymore. Yet i respected the fact, that maybe some good things never last, although I still go there sometimes..especially a chilly night.
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