I CAN hear it. But even before I ask my friends, it was gone. Then I heard it again. In a matter of milliseconds, it was gone again. Before long, there it is again. And it bothers me. So this time I asked my friends. But they said they don’t hear anything. I said nevermind. And it was gone. I waited and waited for another sound until I forgot about it totally. No sound anymore.
The next day, I was again with my friends. We’re eating and laughing. I was laughing so hard when I heard something. I suddenly stop. It sounds familiar. Then I remember what I heard yesterday. Yes! That’s it. I heard it again today. But why? We were on different place. I just thought that what I heard yesterday was coming from the place where we have stayed. But now here it is again. I asked my friends. They just answered the same; they didn’t hear anything. There it is again. And it really bothers me. I waited and waited for another sound until I forgot about it totally. No sound anymore.
That very day, I was walking with one of my close friend. I told her about it. But she said there’s nothing really. They haven’t heard anything at all while we were together. She said; don’t think about it anymore, there’s really nothing. So I tried to forget about it.
The next day I was walking to go home. I was walking alone. I heard it again. This time I recognized it. It was clear but not as clear to understand what it’s saying or what sound was that really. But it was like whispering. Whispering to whom, I didn’t know. The sound, I didn’t know if it sounded scary but it didn’t scared me at all. Even when I heard it the first time. It just bothers me but it didn’t scare me. I veered my head left and right. No one. I look ahead and look back. No one. As if on cue, I heard myself; what are you? what is it? Then I heard nothing. My friend called me on the phone that night. I set aside telling her what had happened. Besides I just heard it and when I talk, it was gone.
The next day I heard it again, then the following day until I get used to it. As if it is really a part of my day. Then just one day my friend approaches me and ask me about it. Are you still hearing it? I was shocked for I totally erased in my mind telling it to anyone. But I told her simply, yes. Then she admitted it. She heard it too the moment I asked them. And the night she called me, she called me to talk about it. She was expecting me to tell her that I heard it again but she thought that it stopped for I didn’t mention it so she didn’t mention about it too. The whisperers’ whispers are bothering. It’s been whispering everyday. It never got tired.
It’s about time to say this; focus.. It’s about time to ask you; can you hear it??