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September 1, 2004
buses swept by in front of her, blurring the vision of the other side of the street in repeated episodes. she must cross the street; never mind that death dangled even in the cardboard signages on the vehicles.
standing on the curb of a busy street, the girl with a mission started getting rather annoyed stares from civilians who would rather have the sidewalk wider without her on it. she was taking up space.
‘are you gonna cross the street or what, lady!?’, said one look.
she had not always been a risk-taker. she was completely content with her own, quiet, albeit a little boring life. that much she willingly admitted. until, of course, the complications of love had made a ‘mess’ out of it. nevertheless, the lessons she learned in the process of realigning her life with this new-found love had been all worth it.
the girl with a mission to cross the street returned to the sight before her. it was suicide. it was hell. but stepping back onto the middle of the rushing highway of foot traffic was equally perilous. she had no choice.
she had also not realized that time had been consumed. the traffic flanking her two sides seemed to ignore her growing fright and panic. boldly, she took the first step.
then the second, then the third. vehicles let out an outbreak of honks and screeches while the girl criss-crossed her way across the street. a bumper near-misses her. she let out a gasp, but, thank God, she was still intact. just a few more feet…
like breaking away from a horrid nightmare (a redundancy, i know), the girl is extremely relieved to be finally standing on the other side of the street. how she had passed through unscathed — with just some emotional bruises — was mystifying to her. she simply looked up and murmured a heartfelt ‘thank you’.
“well, what took you so long?” someone came up to her. it was not so much as a scolding, but a teasing comment made in such a sweet manner.
“i was caught up… in the traffic. i’m sorry.” the girl smiled with love in her eyes.
“it doesn’t really matter,” he said taking her hand in his, “you’re here now, aren’t you?” suddenly, the girl realized, it wasn’t a very scary world anymore.
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I lack the mental capacity to avoid being mushy. so there, i hope you like it. 
Horaayy..there are 9 comment(s) for me so far ;)
i love this line - the lessons she learned in the process of realigning her life with this new-found love had been all worth it. - reassuring
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glad i made a point
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i like.
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yey! when do get to meet him?
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i am actually the girl in the story! dang. well, except that no one was waiting for me on the other side…yet
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kjohn: thanks. glad u did.
slyeye: sowi, i should have put a disclaimer — purely fiction. hehe. *sigh*
idagurl: what do you mean no one was waiting.. yet?
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haha, it just means that, yeah, right now, no one is waiting for me on the other side, if you get what i mean…
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hmm…kung ang tanging dahilan lang nung girl kung bakit di na scary ang mundo ay dahil hinawakan ng kanyang loverboy ang kamay niya matapos mag-deliver ng kanyang pogi-points line, eh i’d rather not cross the street if i was her. magf-foot bridge nalang ako, at dun ako sa kabila bababa. di ba ganun din naman ang effect ng foot bridge, tagapawi ng takot sa pagtawid?
harhar 
wag mo ko pansinin ris wala lang magawa 
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kulit mo talaga misha! :p eh hindi pa natatayuan ng MMDA ng footbridge yung part na yun ng daan eh, kaya no choice sya. haha
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