The Snatcher and the Prayer.

Originally posted on January 23, 2013 on my wordpress blog.

Naglabas ako ng sama ng loob sa Facebook pero hanggang galit lang dun, walang masyadong emosyon. DIto ko na lang ilalabas kung ano man yung nangyari sa akin last July 22, 2013 (Yesterday) around 10pm in an Internet Cafe in front of our school.

I was snatched. Ito kasi ‘yun:

Nagpa-print ako sa Mike’z Station (Internet Cafe) in front of our school para sa assignment namin at exam kinabukasan. I took out P100.00 bill and handed it down to the boy (nagbabantay ng cafe). I put my green wallet back to my bag. After getting the printed documents, I stepped out from the cafe and went near the gate of our school to wait for sikad, it was raining then. I was riding the sikad and almost reached the McDonald’s Bajada when I, after checking my bag, found out something was missing inside. Faster than the drops of the rain, we were already at the crime scene (CHOS!), seriously, sa internet cafe before I could even notice it. I asked the boy in-charge kung may naiwan na wallet, I took it to consideration na baka naiwan ko lang or nahulog. Pero wala daw eh. Sabi pa niya, someone got inside the cafe after I placed the wallet inside my bag.

I felt so helpless. I had just en-cashed the check worth P4,000 earlier that noon and and spent only a little of those amount. Amounting to P3,700 ang laman ng wallet with two ATMS, one of which is my scholarship ATM, voter’s ID and other imporatant docs. Nakisabay ako sa walang tigil na ulan nang mga oras na yun. Umiyak. Felt sad and terrible.

I haven’t even reported the incident to the police. My mind was mixed with uncontain emotions. Thoughts of everything just came across. Thought of where will I get money for my meals now? To whom should I run for help? It was as if I was in the near to death experience. I was consumed with fears and emptiness.

Fortunately, I had a friend whom I shared all those terrible stuff. I cried and asked for a little comfort from him.

Prior to the incident I scheduled myself to make my assignment and study my lesson at Mcdo (where most of us usually do). My plan went to nothing as nightmare came to my way. So, I didn’t take my dinner. I did not my assignment. I did not study. I just went home wet, cried again. I couldn’t sleep then. I was in 2 hours of deep thought. I read my bible. I prayed that maybe the whoever-suspect is really suffering from financial difficulties. And I surrendered everything to God. I said to myself, “Life still goes on.”