“If I Leave The Door Open Again, I Beg You Don’t Break Me”
“If I Leave The Door Open Again, I Beg You Don’t Break Me”
By: Patrice Lavandero
“Sin with me,” and I felt the
adrenaline rush inside me and it made me see something I’ve never seen before.
I saw ‘us’ like this big, open book showing me the possibilities of our
relationship. I was nervous to surge the waves of uncertainty and brave the
storms of his imperfections but what can I do? I love this guy. You made me
feel different. You made me different. You made me discover who I am. Although,
this was a big step to go against my own oath and my parents’ to never get into
relationships before I graduate. The promises we’ve sung to each other that the
wait will be worth it as long as in the end, we’ll be with one another. We’ll
wake up held captive in each other’s arms. Someday, but not now; you told me we
could wait.
“Promise me. Promise me no secrets
no matter how heartbreaking or life-turning it is. No secrets.” That was
something we’ve established since the very start. And you gave me your word. We
unsheathed the insecurities, the secrets, the fears that we’ve had. I’d always
tell you I’m afraid of how foreign it feels and I was entering a territory I’ve
never entered but you said, “Don’t worry. I have you. I got you. I need you,
and I love you.”
We were best friends but we were
also lovers. I called you my faggot, you called me your nerd. I will call you
my weirdo, and you’ll tell me to take it back. I told you whenever I was crying
and you told me it’s okay to cry once in a while; you weren’t someone who stopped
me from what I’m feeling. There was no acting, just the real person that we
are. We stripped ourselves from our facades and set foot on our firsts. You
hated academics but you didn’t mind if I were to recite the law for you. I
asked you to be my partner in crime, and you obliged. And we’d crack a smile. Our
relationship was funny; it was weird. But weird is what we both love. It made
us distinct. It made us ‘us.’
You knocked on my door and for the
first time, I decided to leave it open. I did not let you in for you to break
me. I thought I was making the right choices; it turns out that it was still
wrong.
I remember those nights when you
would also whisper into my ears, “we are unstoppable.” Although, now I’ve realized that everything
will cease in the end. Something would stop us from being unstoppable. The
upbringing of a human being can be taken away as easy as their last sigh. It is
so easy to halt something with a flick of the finger; it is so mechanical.
I can’t believe those dazzling
blue eyes that turns silver when the sunlight strikes it would look into mine
and tell me those sweet lies. I can’t believe I bound your name with the love
songs I listen to every night and I’m just left with the scars and the remnants
of what used to be ‘us.’
No matter how beautiful our
relationship started off, I could see where it got us. It was you who lured me
in with your sugar-glazed words. I am in love with words but I always forget
that words can kill me as much as it can rise me from the ashes; it’s such a
beautiful silent killer.
I have come to a conclusion that
it might be because I am so incapable of being loved. Probably because of how I
lack so much as a person. Probably because I’m just so repulsive that even the
people I love leave. That’s the only thing that I could come up with. Don’t worry
about it.
My door will always be open for
you. If you really see nothing in me anymore, you can leave. Dear, do not
expect that there will never be any waterworks as you leave my door as I stare
at your back and as you walk away. Until you turn into a tiny figure that would
soon fade from the distance between us. I will be biting back the tears but to
no avail because it’s always like this. I always put you first. You. It’s
always you.
In the end, you’re someone who led
me to my death. I started dying when you told me those three simple words. I
started dying when you never looked back after that. You took time to kill me;
slow and smooth. Painful but sweet. A sinister remark. In the end, you made me
believe in mythical creatures; In the end, you will still be my siren and I
wouldn’t hesitate to take you back again. Say your goodbyes. I’ll say mine
later.
PATventure Presents: Birthday Pleasure
"Cakes are special. Every birthday, every celebration ends with something sweet, a cake, and people remember. It's all about the memories." Someone's not getting any younger and do you know who that is? Well, it surely isn't me but none other than my sister! She turned 19 on the 9th day of August 2015.
Normally, we would celebrate these kind of occasion in malls as we watch movies and eat in a fancy restaurant. As for children, or might I say teenagers, who were born to be wanderlusters, our father decided to take us into another awesome surprise.
Despite the unyielding rain, that didn't stop us from visiting places. 'Cause, baby, we are unstoppable. Now, let's go for an adventure!
From cobblestone walkways to stone houses. This destination will bring you back in time; 19th century. For someone exposed to tall buildings and noisy, never-ending traffic, I believe that San Agustin Church is the place to go to for a change! A modern girl surrounded by ancient, preserved infrastructures, and the sound of creaking wood and clacking hooves of horses from the kalesas? It was weirdly soothing.
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| San Agustin Church |
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| Look how magnificent it is on the other side of the darkness! |
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| Panoramic view of the garden |
Unfortunately, we weren't allowed to
take pictures inside the museum. But don't worry! The adventure does not stop
there. We were hungry after all that adventure so we decided to eat. We didn't
know where our father was taking us until we stopped in front of a rectangular,
cute-sized building.
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| LUDO: Boardgame Bar & Cafe |
It looks small on the outside and I didn't know what to expect but once you enter, get ready to be overwhelmed! If you're up for some fun and games with your family and/or friends, this is the right place for you. There were a lot of foreign games that I have yet to play and the employees were courteous enough to help us understand the mechanics of every game we wanted to try.
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| This is just A PORTION of their games |
For a little bit of information about the iconic bar/cafe, Ludo has already been featured in popular websites such as RAPPLER and WHENINMANILA.
Because we were too immersed with playing, we forgot to take a photo of what we ordered. If you're in a good mood to have fun while eating, go here! The ambiance of hearing other people laughing while winning/losing the game was contagious and it truly was one of the most memorable events of my life. It was surely an experience that I would do all over again with another group!
LUDO: Boardgame bar & Cafe
QUEZON CITY BRANCH:
No. 26 Scout Torillo St. Corner Scout Fuentabella,
Quezon City
Quezon City
Tel: +6327918634 (Reservations and Inquiry.)
(Please call during store hours)
(Please call during store hours)
Operation Hours:
Mon – Thu: 4:00 pm – 12:00 am
Fri: 4:00 pm – 2:00 am
Sat: 12:00 pm – 2:00 am
Sun: 12:00 pm – 12:00 am
Holidays: 12:00pm – 12:00am
Fri: 4:00 pm – 2:00 am
Sat: 12:00 pm – 2:00 am
Sun: 12:00 pm – 12:00 am
Holidays: 12:00pm – 12:00am
I would like to apologize for the very late upload(Almost a year!). I had this hiatus for a long time and I was welcomed with this draft so I decided to continue it instead. Sorry 'bout that!
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How To Save A Life
"How To Save A Life"
by: Patrice Chua Lavandero
What is the first thing that you'd feel when I say that "you are worthless. You are a waste of oxygen, time, and space"? "Truly, the tongue like a sharp knife, kills without drawing blood."
Over 3.2 million students are victims of bullying each year. I was one of them. Everyday, as I walk the corridors of my school, I would hear them snicker. Everyday, while I wait in the quadrangle, the boys would play Spin the Bottle and use me as their situation. Mind you, those were violating, sexual actions involving me. Everyday, every minute, every second, I feel myself dying, breaking little by little. While you thank God by giving you another day as you wake up, I was mourning there in my bed as I wished I never did.
Firstly, you must know that I'm a shy, typical schoolgirl. A closed book; a wallflower as you might call it. But how did I catch their attention? This. Let me explain it to you.
Every time I get partnered with someone, you'd expect the room to vibrate with laughter and hear comments like, "bingo!", "jackpot!", and more mocking remarks. To put it short, I became the laughing stock of the batch.
Also, I have best friends. No. I had best friends. They left me in fear of getting bullied and sooner, I noticed that they were laughing at me even at my presence. And that broke me, wound me deep.
The year continued as my hair was being pulled hastily and they'd pull off some stupid excuse like, "oops! I thought you were wearing a wig!"; They never stayed too close to me as if I caught a disease; I always eat by myself at the cafeteria; they'd throw chewed paper (with their saliva, of course) at me; I was shoved around as if I wasn't there- I was treated worse than garbage; and the list goes on.
Never have I ever told my family about it. I never wanted to be a burden. It really feels lonely. Very lonely. My only friend was an inanimate object- a journal. But that wasn't enough. I was too angry because I feel useless- a waste of space and air. I am angry because I can't even protect myself.
Everything went tumbling down in an instant. The bullying; the closest person to my heart, my grandfather, died a month before my grade school Graduation; my family crumbled apart. I wrote all of these in piece of blank paper. And it drove me insane.
At some point, my mother contacted my school about the problem. As much as I felt relieved that it would finally get better, I never knew I was so wrong. It was worse and I felt like was just an option. I felt like as if no one. Even. Cares. I thought that it would cease but look what it brought me. I was officially labeled a coward.
"Thoughts turn into words, words turn into actions, and actions change a destiny. " And with my paper, words full of rage, and merged with my bitter tears, I resolved to cutting. I became suicidal. I wanted to jump off the building despite my fear of heights. I always wondered who would even go to my funeral because I know one thing is for sure: I wouldn't.
I was out of myself, even, that I accidentally blurted out to my sister that I cut myself. She told my mother afterwards. For some reason, when my mother cried and said, "but you looked so fine. So free. I never knew you've been cutting. I lack so much as a mother. I lack so much as your protector." I felt as if someone actually cares. I realized how selfish I was for thinking about my own state, how I remembered what I felt when my own Aunt took her own life even.
Third year came but I was still being bullied, and my urgings still continued. Until this girl came and told me this : "You need to fight for yourself! You shouldn't let them bully you like this." Whenever I remember those words, my tendency is to tear up because, I assure you, it made all the difference. I never knew that those simple words would serve as a wake-up call for me.
Please. If you know someone with depression, tell them " I love you," and give them a warm hug. Tell them that you will always be by their side- and you must mean it, please swear that you mean it! I've been too scared to say those words to my aunt, until I never had the chance to actually tell her that. I was too late. At that very moment, I regret never telling her, and I suffered from that thought. It's true that words could heal someone as much as it could hurt them. Those people who are suffering badly needs a companion, someone to talk to, at least to be reminded that they are not alone as they are fighting their own problem. Show them that you are not fighting for them , but fighting with them. Motivate them that all of these are just challenges and there is a way to end it. Don't use a permanent solution to a temporary problem. Please notice them, they are also human. and being that kind, we are sensitive.
'We're here on planet Earth not to compete but to complete.'
I am only an individual telling you what it's like to be me; a victim of bullying, a survivor of suicide. How about the other millions out there, suffering and going through everything worse than I have ?
PATventure Presents: Disguised Gems
To get a real taste of what adventure is like, you need to start with the place where you live in.
As someone who lives in The Philippines, I have never thought that I would discover something so phenomenal in my own motherland that I believe my fellow citizens should have the same experience that I had!
It was supposed to be an ordinary day wherein I would spend my time bonding with my father along with my sister. With the usual malling habit that we always had, I never knew that my father had something else in mind.
As someone who loves reading books - and who's gaga over the scent of it , my father decided to bring us to a house in Balagtas, Makati. But here's the thing: They are all for free! Eager to know what it is all about, my sibling and I made a quick research about it while our father was away. That was when we discovered that we're going to visit a community club called "Reading Club 2000."
When we arrived, it looks more of a library than a house, and quite frankly, the definition of "home" because who doesn't want a library of their own? The books were displayed in front of the house and we decided to take a look at them and realized that there were more books inside. Not only were we engrossed with the sight of thousands of books, the owner was very hospitable on our arrival. As we were searching for a book to read, he suddenly said, "Halika muna kayo. May ik-kwento ako sa inyo. Mamaya na kayo tumingin ng libro (Come here for awhile. I have a story for you. Just look for a book later). "
He told us that since he was still living his childhood years, he would always give out his books to his neighbors. Unfortunately, his parents does not approve these acts of his which brought him to stop handing his books out, abiding the rule "honor your father and your mother." His parents retired and spent their golden years in a different country.
"Nakita ko nalang silang nasa kahon na (Then I just saw them inside a box)," he said as he gestured a small box that signifies that his parents were cremated. He searched for a way to show his appreciation of his parents and that was when he established his own library.
What caught me the most was his dedication in giving away the books to those who needs or wants it. He believes that once you give something positive to someone, the positivity will bounce back to you. Moreover, he wants to give everyone happiness and gratitude on what they are bound to find. He was also very generous to tell us to bring the carton full of hardbound books home! Not only did we went out of their house with books at hand, but also the knowledge that he had shared with us.
It was a great of a place that we've decided to visit it once a month. We're inspired to donate our books to him as we know someone's hands would find it useful than being left to crumble in our shelves.
"Lateral Thinking for Management" by Edward de Bono
"An Abundance of Katherines" by John Green
"Para Kay B" by Ricky Lee
"The Elements of Style" by William Strunk and E.B. White
Had I known about his advocacy sooner, I would willingly talk about it while I was competing in a public speaking competition with the piece "A Little Piece of Everything" because he is the best definition for "no one becomes poor in giving."
On a side note, since the day, July 26, 2015, that I went to his place, I told my friends about my experience and on July 29,2015, they , too, went to Balagtas, Makati. They also want to go back to Reading Club 2000! So I dare you to go there too! You won't regret it.
If you've already had your experience, why not share it with us?
"Nakita ko nalang silang nasa kahon na (Then I just saw them inside a box)," he said as he gestured a small box that signifies that his parents were cremated. He searched for a way to show his appreciation of his parents and that was when he established his own library.
"My quota is to give 1500 books per week," he said.
What caught me the most was his dedication in giving away the books to those who needs or wants it. He believes that once you give something positive to someone, the positivity will bounce back to you. Moreover, he wants to give everyone happiness and gratitude on what they are bound to find. He was also very generous to tell us to bring the carton full of hardbound books home! Not only did we went out of their house with books at hand, but also the knowledge that he had shared with us.
It was a great of a place that we've decided to visit it once a month. We're inspired to donate our books to him as we know someone's hands would find it useful than being left to crumble in our shelves.
List of Books That I've Received:
"An Abundance of Katherines" by John Green
"Para Kay B" by Ricky Lee
"The Elements of Style" by William Strunk and E.B. White
Had I known about his advocacy sooner, I would willingly talk about it while I was competing in a public speaking competition with the piece "A Little Piece of Everything" because he is the best definition for "no one becomes poor in giving."
On a side note, since the day, July 26, 2015, that I went to his place, I told my friends about my experience and on July 29,2015, they , too, went to Balagtas, Makati. They also want to go back to Reading Club 2000! So I dare you to go there too! You won't regret it.
Kudos to you, Sir Nanie Guanlao!
If you've already had your experience, why not share it with us?
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Theme: "No One Becomes Poor in Giving
"A Little Piece Of Everything"
by Patrice Lavandero
"Alms, alms, alms. Spare me a piece of bread, spare me your mercy." Probably, everyone has heard this from a piece used in Declamation. In our everyday life, we can share what we have with other people, even the littlest things. The quote, "small gifts, big smiles" applies to this. There is no greater feeling than being able to give. There is a quote that says, "it is better to give than to receive" but this statement seems like a paradox because isn't it that when we give, we feel like we get something in return?
For instance, we feel a sense of satisfaction about being able to share what we have to other people. Let me share a personal experience. On December 2002, my family and I decided to give gifts to random people from Paranaque to Quezon City. Despite having financial problems, we didn't regret every cent of money that was used for this simple thanksgiving. Why not? It's because of the genuine and sincere smiles that were evident on their face. That made everything worthwhile and I believe that this satisfied feeling would last for a lifetime! I realized that giving something to someone, even to a stranger that you only met for a couple of minutes, could give such meaning and joy to our lives. Thus, when we give joy to others, we get joy in return.
Furthermore, giving promotes connection towards people. According to Hellen Keller, " the best and most beautiful things cannot be seen or touched, they must be felt by our heart." Let me tell you a story of a girl named Joana who received a gift-filled shoe box from an Idaho boy named Tyrel. At that time, Tyrel was only seven years old when he wrapped a box filled with his toys, including his name and address, a picture of him, and dropped it for Operation Christmas Child. Eventually, the box was received by eight-year old Joana who lived in the Philippines. Despite this simple present, it created a big impact in her life. She sent a 'thank you' letter unfortunately, he never received it. 14 years after receiving the gift, Joana was determined to search the man who sent her the box. She successfully contacted Tyrel through Facebook. They started to mingle with each other until he decided to fly to Manila to visit Joana and spend 10 days with her. They started dating after that. Tyrel didn't only changed someone's life but he also gained a wife. On their wedding day, they told the invited guests to wrap gift-filled shoe boxes for donation and they "have started a tradition that they hope to continue every year for the rest of their lives."
Lastly, when we share a part of ourselves to others, we also learn to appreciate the things we are capable of than hiding it within ourselves. We realize how blessed we are because of these gifts. Why not unleash the power within you? Talents? Dancing? Writing? How about singing?
I have heard of the 2014 X-factor Australia grand winner Marlisa Punzalan. She said that before entering the auditions, being shy is normal for her. Her dream is to be confident like the other girls and be able to sing to a very big crowd. But look at her now. By deciding on sharing her talents with a bigger crowd, she has gained more confidence.
When people share, there is a greater chance of everyone having a little piece of everything. According to Anne Frank, "no one becomes poor in giving" - in fact, we gain more and some of these are fulfillment and contentment, unity and relationship building, and gratefulness or gratitude. In time, as we walk the streets, we'll hear people shouting, "Faith in humanity: Restored."
A Review: "Partials" by Dan Wells
WARNING: THIS CONTAINS SPOILERS (very detailed)
Genre:
In a dystopian world where only less than a million people inhibits the world caused by a virus named RM that was believed was unleashed by Partials, who were genetically-engineered super soldiers, the government was desperate to stop the extinction of mankind and established the Hope Act, where every women after the age of 18 are required to be pregnant once a year. For 11 years, the remainder of humanity living in Long Island, which is only a section of East Meadow, were struggling to find a way to save the newborn babies from dying. Kira Walker, 16 years old ;5 years old during the Break, was determined to save humanity- or what's left of it - by looking for a cure, and to stop the Hope Act.
Kira engaged on a secret and deadly mission as she found out that her friend, Madison, was pregnant; Her mission was to pass the enemy's territory, and grab a Partial, not only to save her friend's child but also for the future of her kind.
After a near-death experience, she successfully held an unconscious Partial captive. Not wanting every obstacle she'd been through to go to waste, Kira persuades the Senate to not exterminate the Partial due to the fact that it was meant for a research . A heated debate occurred until they decided to give her five days to work on her specimen to find a cure.
While experimenting and dissecting the Partial, who later revealed that his name is Samm, Kira not only made progress but also she understood the motives and nature of the imprisoned Partial. Unfortunately, on the third day, a bomb was set off on the outside walls of her designated workplace - the hospital. It was believed that the one who had set the bomb off was the Voice which is a group of revolutionaries that were against the pregnancy law, Hope Act, and fought against the Senate. Later on, Kira discovered that the bomb was actually the Senate's doing to find a reason to get rid of the Partial. The Senate wanted control at a crumbling society thus, feed mankind lies that it was the Partials who did it.
The protagonist then decided to be against the Senate as she was fed up with their lies. She, with her friends - Jayden, and Xochi- along with her boyfriend, Marcus, plotted to escape with the Partial, Samm, by starting a riot to be able to distract the soldiers. They escaped Long Island, unnoticed. Four hours later, covering almost 80 meters, they finally arrived at the ocean that separates the island from the mainlands, wherein the Partials live. With only seconds to spare before the search team sees them, they finally found a boat that could bring them to Partial territory to continue looking for a cure. They landed safely on the mainlands but realized that they were far off where they should be. To avoid getting spotted by other factions that would kill them in seconds if they are sighted, they decided to sail again. Unfortunately, a storm came and the group took the risk than landing on shore. The boat listed until it toppled over, separating the group into two. Jayden was Xochi and Marcus, while Walker and Samm drifted to the other side.
Later on, a Partial named Heron spotted the two, and Kira realized that Samm betrayed her.
She was injected with a serum that would make her unconscious. She woke up as she laid down in an operating table as a specimen for Partials; she was now in the position that Samm had been while in East Meadow.
After many experiments and observations, it was later revealed that Kira Walker was actually a Partial but she was designed differently from other Partials, and a cure was discovered due to her researches. Eventually, she was rescued by the separated group, who slipped secretly inside the headquarters while a group of rioters striked. Samm went alongside with them again by killing the mastermind, Dr. Morgan. Without hesitation, Kira grabbed for the cure and left the building. With Kira being so considerate, she accepted Samm while the group doubt the traitor. They decided to go back to East Meadow, leaving the Partial behind.
As soon as they arrived, they discovered that they were the most wanted people in the island as they went alongside with the Voices. Walker asked for help to go to Long Island; a village where what's left of humanity lives. Two minors came along as they sneaked in the island which they realized has heightened its security. They got caught and chased just as they went in and two minors that were with them and Jayden died.
The remaining members of the group succeeds by injecting Arwen Sato, the child of Madison.
The story resolves where Kira Walker, once titled a traitor, is already considered a hero.
I want to tell you firsthand that I am a sucker for stories that fall under the dystopia category, which is the reason on why I read this book!
As I read the first part, I wasn't enticed much, but don't get me wrong! It was intriguing but I feel like there was something lacking that I just can't decipher (But do read it, everyone has the own views and opinions). There was something about it that makes my concentration away from reading, or I tend to doze off a bit. It must be the 'pull' that's lacking. But as I continued to read the book, I got more into it, that I can't put the book down.
I love how it explains everything, scientifically. That's what lured me in since it is just interesting to read scientific explanations, in my humble opinion.
Furthermore, the book was action-packed but there was something about the troubles that they've been through that wasn't as challenging as it should be. Well, they just... succeed right away.
I also noticed that it was kind of unrealistic (but this is a fiction book though) since I noticed that the author only kills the minor ones. One of Kira's friends died who is Jayden but I didn't feel anything like deep sadness. What lacks is the author-reader interaction which would make it an emotional death.
Nonetheless, I would still read the second book, Fragments!
For this, I give the book 4 out of 5!
Genre:
- Sci-fi/dystopia
- post-apocalyptic
- fiction
- fantasy
"PARTIALS"
by Dan Wells
In a dystopian world where only less than a million people inhibits the world caused by a virus named RM that was believed was unleashed by Partials, who were genetically-engineered super soldiers, the government was desperate to stop the extinction of mankind and established the Hope Act, where every women after the age of 18 are required to be pregnant once a year. For 11 years, the remainder of humanity living in Long Island, which is only a section of East Meadow, were struggling to find a way to save the newborn babies from dying. Kira Walker, 16 years old ;5 years old during the Break, was determined to save humanity- or what's left of it - by looking for a cure, and to stop the Hope Act.
Kira engaged on a secret and deadly mission as she found out that her friend, Madison, was pregnant; Her mission was to pass the enemy's territory, and grab a Partial, not only to save her friend's child but also for the future of her kind.
After a near-death experience, she successfully held an unconscious Partial captive. Not wanting every obstacle she'd been through to go to waste, Kira persuades the Senate to not exterminate the Partial due to the fact that it was meant for a research . A heated debate occurred until they decided to give her five days to work on her specimen to find a cure.
While experimenting and dissecting the Partial, who later revealed that his name is Samm, Kira not only made progress but also she understood the motives and nature of the imprisoned Partial. Unfortunately, on the third day, a bomb was set off on the outside walls of her designated workplace - the hospital. It was believed that the one who had set the bomb off was the Voice which is a group of revolutionaries that were against the pregnancy law, Hope Act, and fought against the Senate. Later on, Kira discovered that the bomb was actually the Senate's doing to find a reason to get rid of the Partial. The Senate wanted control at a crumbling society thus, feed mankind lies that it was the Partials who did it.
The protagonist then decided to be against the Senate as she was fed up with their lies. She, with her friends - Jayden, and Xochi- along with her boyfriend, Marcus, plotted to escape with the Partial, Samm, by starting a riot to be able to distract the soldiers. They escaped Long Island, unnoticed. Four hours later, covering almost 80 meters, they finally arrived at the ocean that separates the island from the mainlands, wherein the Partials live. With only seconds to spare before the search team sees them, they finally found a boat that could bring them to Partial territory to continue looking for a cure. They landed safely on the mainlands but realized that they were far off where they should be. To avoid getting spotted by other factions that would kill them in seconds if they are sighted, they decided to sail again. Unfortunately, a storm came and the group took the risk than landing on shore. The boat listed until it toppled over, separating the group into two. Jayden was Xochi and Marcus, while Walker and Samm drifted to the other side.
Later on, a Partial named Heron spotted the two, and Kira realized that Samm betrayed her.
She was injected with a serum that would make her unconscious. She woke up as she laid down in an operating table as a specimen for Partials; she was now in the position that Samm had been while in East Meadow.
After many experiments and observations, it was later revealed that Kira Walker was actually a Partial but she was designed differently from other Partials, and a cure was discovered due to her researches. Eventually, she was rescued by the separated group, who slipped secretly inside the headquarters while a group of rioters striked. Samm went alongside with them again by killing the mastermind, Dr. Morgan. Without hesitation, Kira grabbed for the cure and left the building. With Kira being so considerate, she accepted Samm while the group doubt the traitor. They decided to go back to East Meadow, leaving the Partial behind.
As soon as they arrived, they discovered that they were the most wanted people in the island as they went alongside with the Voices. Walker asked for help to go to Long Island; a village where what's left of humanity lives. Two minors came along as they sneaked in the island which they realized has heightened its security. They got caught and chased just as they went in and two minors that were with them and Jayden died.
The remaining members of the group succeeds by injecting Arwen Sato, the child of Madison.
The story resolves where Kira Walker, once titled a traitor, is already considered a hero.
A review by Patrice Lavandero
I want to tell you firsthand that I am a sucker for stories that fall under the dystopia category, which is the reason on why I read this book!
As I read the first part, I wasn't enticed much, but don't get me wrong! It was intriguing but I feel like there was something lacking that I just can't decipher (But do read it, everyone has the own views and opinions). There was something about it that makes my concentration away from reading, or I tend to doze off a bit. It must be the 'pull' that's lacking. But as I continued to read the book, I got more into it, that I can't put the book down.
I love how it explains everything, scientifically. That's what lured me in since it is just interesting to read scientific explanations, in my humble opinion.
Furthermore, the book was action-packed but there was something about the troubles that they've been through that wasn't as challenging as it should be. Well, they just... succeed right away.
I also noticed that it was kind of unrealistic (but this is a fiction book though) since I noticed that the author only kills the minor ones. One of Kira's friends died who is Jayden but I didn't feel anything like deep sadness. What lacks is the author-reader interaction which would make it an emotional death.
Nonetheless, I would still read the second book, Fragments!
For this, I give the book 4 out of 5!
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"Where It All Ends, Everything Begins"
Do you believe in the saying, "Where it all ends, everything begins"? In my most honest opinion, I believe there is no end but there will always be a beginning.
For instance, we all know that everything began when we were born, this is a very common fact for us. Let us put this more specifically. You need to do something to reach a certain goal, but first you need to make decisions. For example, you are striving your best to finish college, by studying, passing papers on time, and et cetera. What happens when you reach this goal? Do you think that it just ends there? No, it will not but this achievement will be a part of one of your milestones, and there will be a certain outcome that became the effect of your past decisions. Now , what will happen next? It is for you to know and for me to find out. As for me, once I finally finish college, what should I do? Should I start working or get a masterals degree? If I pick the latter, will I be successful with the knowledge that I already possess, or should I have just picked the former to enhance and sharpen my skills? What opportunity will I lose? What will I gain? Is choice A better than choice B? We get another set of questions and choices, and this is where the decision-making begins. It is just an "endless" cycle. Now, this proves my opinion.
Life is like an interactive game where the next sequence of events depends on your previous actions and the road that you tread on. All I can say is this: We benefit from the past.
Your opinions are welcome. I want to know what you think.
For instance, we all know that everything began when we were born, this is a very common fact for us. Let us put this more specifically. You need to do something to reach a certain goal, but first you need to make decisions. For example, you are striving your best to finish college, by studying, passing papers on time, and et cetera. What happens when you reach this goal? Do you think that it just ends there? No, it will not but this achievement will be a part of one of your milestones, and there will be a certain outcome that became the effect of your past decisions. Now , what will happen next? It is for you to know and for me to find out. As for me, once I finally finish college, what should I do? Should I start working or get a masterals degree? If I pick the latter, will I be successful with the knowledge that I already possess, or should I have just picked the former to enhance and sharpen my skills? What opportunity will I lose? What will I gain? Is choice A better than choice B? We get another set of questions and choices, and this is where the decision-making begins. It is just an "endless" cycle. Now, this proves my opinion.
Life is like an interactive game where the next sequence of events depends on your previous actions and the road that you tread on. All I can say is this: We benefit from the past.
Your opinions are welcome. I want to know what you think.
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