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City of Bones

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City of Bones by:  Cassandra Clare (2007) Cassandra Clare's first full-length novel, City of Bones, is the first volume of The Mortal Instruments,  a Young Adult (YA) urban fantasy series. Summary:  The story starts at the Pandemonium club in New York. Clary and her friend Simon decide to spend the night out when Clary observes an odd group of individuals. She follows them and soon finds herself seeing a boy being murdered by three strange teenagers. She quickly uncovers that the child was a demon, and the other three persons, Jace, Alec, and Isabelle, are Shadowhunters. When Simon approaches Clary with a bouncer, she found out that others cannot see Shadowhunters. Clary refuses to tell Simon what happened, even though he realizes something is wrong.  The next day, Clary gets into an argument with her mother and uncle, Jocelyn and Luke, after learning that she would be spending the rest of the summer at a farm. She leaves with Simon and they proceed to a café, w...
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Afraid

Afraid He can't be identified as a man. That's what he thinks He was being chased, chased by failure “I am afraid", he said Is this what God meant to him? Or this is all his fault? Love, Life, Living He was confused about these three “Am I living? Or just watching these moments pass?" "I am afraid", he said One day, he tried Tried to be a better man He now cherishes every moment  Understand life and value things. "I'm starting to achieve things  Created better relation and friends” A mirror glanced at him and saw a man  Slowly realized it was him, his reflection  He saw a better version of himself  A fully grown man and said  "I wasn’t afraid after all"
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Pagdiwata

                                    "Pagdiwata”         Across the land, where birds are singing along with the whispering wind, and golden grains of rice are within the reach of the eye. A girl dancing in the middle of a rice field named Anna. She happily gazes through every piece of grain. As she recalls the hardship she went through to plant those rice. Every sweat, tear, and blood she devoured during those times. After months of waiting, the plants start to grow and those golden grains are starting to appear. The smile on her face is as bright as the sun. She knows she will be able to make that "thing” again.          A wine made of rice was her favorite. She calls this “Tabàd” which means “alak mula sa bigas”. Every night she prepares her rice to go through a process of fermentation to reach that strong and sweet-savory flavor she wants. “Every grai...
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