Wazzup Pilipinas Original Short Stories Series: If Only

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The owner, a woman, lives in a house all by herself including her dog which acts as her body guard. The reason as to why the robber chose to rob her house in particular had something to do with the fact that she was a female. Because she was a female and lived alone, the robber thought that it would be easier to break in the house and subdue the victim if ever he was caught.

Although not mentioned in the story, the line ‘Her clothes were forcefully ripped off and barely covered her torso.’ Indicated that the thief may have done something sinister and sexually-immoral to the woman but stopped when the woman was struggling too much so he just decided to kill the woman quickly and take what he came for.

In fact, it has been proven in studies that women are mostly the targets of criminals especially when it involves robbery, breaking-and-entering, and rape. This is because women are physically weaker than men so they are easy to overpower. The robber in the story had been watching the woman’s house for a while to calculate whether it’ll be an easy target or not.


Below is our short story for the day.


I never met my real parents. But I never needed to since I had Mom.

Mom said she took me ever since I was a baby. She was still fairly young back then but she still took up the responsibility of taking care of me. I really love Mom.

She lives alone so I'm the only one who keeps her company. Because of this, I decided that because Mom always takes care so much, I'll be the one to protect her.

Every time Mom comes home, I run up to her and hug her really tight. She does the same and we always end up in tickling fights.

"Are you hungry too? Come on, let's eat together." She always says before we eat dinner.

Since it's just the two of us, we always eat at the sofa while we watch TV. Even though I make a mess sometimes, she doesn't get mad and just ruffles up my hair.

After we eat dinner and clean up, she tells me it's time for bed. I groan in protest because I still want to stay up but she tells me that good boys always go to bed early. I race back to the bed and jump on it while I wait for her.

"Oh, you! C'mere and give me a hug." She says as she beckons to me with her hand.

We both sink into the bed and lie there for a while. Mom goes to sleep first and I fall asleep too a little while after. Suddenly, I hear a faint scratching noise that seemed to come from the front door. I slip out of bed quietly so I wouldn't wake up Mom.

I went and checked downstairs. I didn't see anyone. Suddenly, I hear a loud, crash on the other end of the house, followed by loud, rushing footsteps up the stairs.

"MOM! MOM! THERE'S SOMEONE IN THE HOUSE!" I barked loudly.

I ran around, yelling, screaming, making as much noise as I could to wake up the neighbors. I suddenly remembered that Mom was still upstairs. I went up the stairs as fast as I could but something stopped me: the overwhelming smell of blood.

When I got to the bedroom, I couldn't open the door because it was locked so I just kept on scratching and scratching. Suddenly, the door opened and out came a man wearing a black mask. And behind his back, I saw something that I wish I hadn't seen.

It was Mom, wide-eyed and bloodied. Her clothes were forcefully ripped off and barely covered her torso. She had multiple stab wounds on her chest and her face was frozen in terror. She had a huge slash on her throat and blood was gushing from endlessly. The man in black had a huge bag with him and he was putting Mom's belongings in it; Her laptop, all her jewelery, her phone, and everything else valuable.

"GIVE THEM BACK, THEY'RE NOT YOURS! THEY'RE MOM'S!" I wail.

The man turns around and puts a finger to his mouth and tells me to be quiet.

"Be a good boy and stay quiet, alright?" The man says in a hushed tone.

But I know I shouldn't stay quiet. So I kept making as much noise as I can. The man seemed to notice so he quickly gathered up everything and ran downstairs. I followed him until he reached the door.

"Why did you kill Mom?" I whimpered as he steps outside the door.

But the only thing he does is put his hand on my head and ruffle my hair.

"Good boy." He mutters as he goes out and locks the door.

I was left there whimpering, not knowing what to do. I could chase after the man but he locked the door. I look around for anything I could use. I look down at my paws. If only I could open the doors...





Contributed by Ruth Antonette Raganit

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