Even The Grass Bleeds

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by Norbert Mercado

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  Wilfredo Agnir, then having coffee in a café along Session Road, quickly rushed out after the first tremor.

  He was already on Session Road when the second tremor struck.

  Wilfredo heard the sound made by a collapsing building. There were people crying and screaming on Session Road.

  Cars and taxis stopped right on the middle of the road.

  Wilfredo wondered if the “Rapture” had already occurred, and shuddered at the thought that if it had, he was left behind.

  He could hear the bell’s toll. He thought it might be the bell of the Baguio Cathedral.

  As the bell tolled, Wilfredo thought that thousands might die due to the earthquake. He bowed his head and prayed.

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