I hurry to dress up for work. It's already 8 am and I have to get to the office before 9, I heard Jerric's car as he parked by the gate. I look by the window and waved at him, he smiled. I said goodbye to the fishes who were apathetically swimming in the tank and ran in the pouring rain.
Jerric stepped outside the car and escorted me to his car. It's March, it's suppose to be sunny yet it is raining. I slammed the door and waited for him to get in as I struggle to put on the seatbelt; he hates it when I don't put it on.
We met the traffic jam in c5, I was busy looking for my notepad inside my bag when a loud knock pounded on my window. I jumped and stare at the young girl outside looking in. The window is darkly tinted yet it seem like the young girl is looking straight to my eyes. I stare at her closely, then she raised her right hand holding beads of sampaguitas. She smiled and raised her other hand...and lay it flat on my window. There are words written on her palm, I looked at it closer and read "I'll always be here...". The message sent chills to me. I was to open my window when the car moved and when I raised my head to see th young vendor...she was gone, the streets were full of cars and there's no sign of her. I look at Jerric, my face pale and my hands cold with fear. "What's wrong?" he asked. I shook my head and asked him if he saw the young girl selling sampaguitas. "There's no girl...no one tapped on your window." I felt my heart hammering against my ribs, like it was about to pound my bones to pieces. "are you feeling ok?" he asked again. I said yes but the young vendor's face resonate in my head and the message on her palm..."I'll always be here..."
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