End.

Everything in this world will end. Nothing is permanent. That"s what I believe. Everything in my life revolves around an end. When and how everything will end in my time, that"s what I always think.

My life will end soon.

Then I met him before the end.

It made it hard for me to end it.

I don"t actually know if I want to end it, though I remember one thing...

There was a ring at the end.

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Religious, that's how I grew up. My mom taught me how to pray and since then it has become my hobby. I always drop by the church whenever I have time. I spent my whole childhood days singing in church as well as joining different activities in church.

I"m Charity Hope Sison, Hope of the family." as what my mom always told me when I was a kid. She named me Hope because I"m her only hope when everything seems to end between her and my Dad. My Dad stayed with my Mom because I was born but after a month he left us with another family. So, I never had a chance to grow up with a Dad on my side.

I survived seventeen years without him and I believe I can do that until the remaining days of my life as long as I"m with my mom and my brother.

But that"s not really the story. It started Sunday afternoon. I went to church because I was bored at home. My brother is playing basketball with our neighbors while my mom is at her work so I choose to stay at the church.

It was around two in the afternoon when I arrived at our church. Well it"s a small church, with paintings of saints above the ceiling, a cozy altar at the center, big windows that feels like a door for angels to come in. It"s old, yet it gives me the feeling of home.

I looked around and I realized that I"m the only one inside the chapel. The mass will start at 5 o"clock and the choir will meet around three so I decided to just wait for them.

I sat on the last three rows of the chairs and started talking to God as if he was really beside me. I narrated everything that happened to me since I got up on my bed the whole day until now that I"m in front of him. I thanked him for every blessing that I had and my family had, and I prayed the rosary until I just found myself singing praise on him.

After a minute, I stopped and peacefully looked at the altar. I"m still alone so I texted Faith, my best friend and also a member of the choir, to come early. I got a reply saying that she will be here in a minute.

I got a bit bored, so I decided to practice some songs. "It"s just another night and I"m staring at the moon. I saw a shooting star..."

It was so still inside the church. My voice echoed as I sang. As I am the only one inside, I could hear even the slightest noise around. So, I stopped when I heard a faint sound of metal against the floor.

I noticed something on the floor which I think caused the faint sound a while ago. I raised an eyebrow before I looked at the doorway. I saw a guy standing but I couldn't clearly see his face because I didn"t wear my eyeglass.

I stood up and I was about to pick the thing on the floor which I think the guy owned when he ran away as if he saw something scary.

Do I look like a ghost?

I frowned.

And the next thing I knew, I was holding his ring.

I tried to follow the guy so that I would be able to give him his ring but I never saw him again so I kept it. Well, I don"t really know what to do with his ring, I want to give it to a lost and found in the chapel but there is something in me saying that I should keep it. So, I did.

I always drop by the church so I"m expecting that I"m going to meet that guy again. Even if I don"t remember his face, I guess he will be able to recognize me.

Faith told me that the guy could be my destiny. I just laughed at the thought because I don"t believe in destiny, maybe at some point but I think it was only a coincidence. But who knows right? Only God knows.

"It"s Sunday, so I guess he's here." Faith told me. She is referring to the guy who owned the ring.

"Even though he's here I can"t remember his face."

She rolled her eyes. "I told you, you should always wear your eyeglasses."

"I"ll take note of that."

"Or it"s better if you start wearing contact lenses."

"I"m fine with my glasses." I told her.

I"ve been wearing eyeglasses since I was eight. I love to read books, soo maybe that"s one of the reasons why my vision retired. I want to try contact lenses too, but I just don"t like the feeling of wearing them. It's a hassle.

The mass has started so Faith stopped from talking. After an hour it ended. My mom needed to talk to Father while my brother went home to play Xbox with his friends. I was left there alone because Faith needs to go home too.

I waited in the doorway while holding the ring of the guy. Maybe if he saw his ring he would approach me. I was standing there for a minute but no guy dared to talk to me so I kept the ring in my pocket until two people started arguing in front of me, or I think just dealing with their problems.

"I told you, I have a girlfriend." I watched the guy as he said that to the poor girl that was about to cry. I don"t really want to watch them but they"re making a scene and I"m not the only one watching them.

I ignored them and started texting because it"s awkward to witness something like that.

Until I found the guy standing beside me. I looked surprised and tried to remember if I knew him when he said, "She"s my girlfriend."

My lips parted in shock. I exchanged confused looks and was caught off guard.

I was about to say no to the girl because I don"t want to ruin their relationship but the guy dragged me to him and whispered. "Sorry."

Then in a glimpse, my first kiss was stolen. What is that? Oh my gosh!