"How old is she?", a man in his 40's asked the person who is holding her elbow as they went into a room that resembles an office to her. There are 2 other more youthful men around about in their 20's. They are generally arranging a few papers. They are altogether strangers to her. Her "handler" left after a couple of talks with the moderately aged man. She learned that her handler was the one who saw her doing the "thing" several times, he works inside that store also. A mole.
She could hear one of the men muttered a few words asking her age.
"10"… that is everything she can say.
"She's mature enough". The man in his 40's answered generally.
" Let her fill this paper". He directed pushing a bit of white paper to the man adjacent to her.
"Would you be able to write?", he asked her. What a dumb inquiry she thought, regardless of the dread she is feeling inside. She's in a star class but then she was inquired as to whether she does can write? However, this isn't the ideal opportunity for bragging. She held her breath as she began to write of her whereabouts in the paper with her shaking hands. She felt marking a death wish.
Taking a look at the name of her father she just printed, a tear began to fall from her eyes. She couldn't have cared less about her mom. She blamed her for the circumstance she's in. If only she's not so severe and selfish and give her much she required possibly she won't do such a disturbing thing and be in this sort of situation. The rebellion began to develop in her heart. How devastating it might be for her dad in the event that he discovered that his daughter was found taking in a retail establishment! Her heart abruptly hurt. Presently she's upset for what she has done. If only she can turn back the time. But in the other part of her mind, a fire is burning.
In the wake of finishing the papers, she was approached to stand up and face the camera holding a bit of green board. She can hear even a single click of the device. Two or three flashes she doesn't care. Her name printed intensely in it. That second she felt like a criminal condemned to death. She felt powerless and she knows from that moment she's doomed. She needed somebody to comfort her but at that point by looking around her, they don't look friendly at all.
Her brain is skimming once more. She felt alone sitting in that hard stool. What's next? Will she be sent to jail now? The men are talking again with one another and occasionally giving her quick glances. A minute passed when one of the men gestured to her motioning her to stand and guided her outside. They are venturing down the steps. She feels everybody is taking a look at her when in actuality they are on the whole occupied with their groceries. They met the security officer again and this time she can't remain to take a look at him once more.
She saw they are walking a similar way she just walked an hour ago. Where are they heading? Questions whirls in her brain once more. She wanted to ask her "escort". Funny, she figured escorts should perfect suitor in fairytales she's attached to viewing. However, in her situation it's different.
At that point comes the realization that they are making a heading for her school!
Barely any meters from the school gate she felt her feet shaking once more. Her stomach is lurching inside that she needed to upchuck.
Her friends! Faces of the girls smiling at her and admiring her began to turn ugly. They are largely jeering and lips turning and eyebrow-raising around her. Oh, how she wanted to run! Maybe she can remove her escorts' hand on her shoulder and run. But wait! They all have her information already. The world started to crumble around her while they continue their steps and getting closer and closer to the gate.
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I don't know about others but I can't help but to partly blame the parents of this child. I hate parents who can barely send their children to school. I hate them for letting their children experience extreme poverty to the point that their children will think about doing something against the norms just because they are poor. From the very start, they already know that they are poor so they should've thought about what will happen in the future before they started to build a family. They should've thought about their children's welfare. Triggered na ko kaya magtatag-lish na ko haha. Di ko lang kasi maintindihan yung mga magulang na may guts pa para mag anak kung di rin naman nila kayang bigyan ng maayos na buhay yung mga anak nila. I mean, di ba nila naisip na at some point of their lives pwedeng mainggit yung mga bata sa mga kaedad nila na nagtatamasa ng mas maalwang buhay? Eh di sana di na lang sila nagpamilya. I view such parents as selfish creatures, they only think about their pleasure and whatsoever. No offense meant po sa mga parents dyan, this is just personal views and opinions of a daughter.