Pouring my heart out.

Okay fine. I'll tell you the story why I love the moon. It started when I was a kid. In my home town, where there were no city lights and I was living with my aunt back then. I was around 5 years of age, and I was alway on their roof. The house is where all my childhood was fun memories and most cherries ones. I think it was a full moon and my daddy bong will always tell me that a lot of crazy people comes out when its full moon. He said vampires and "manananggal" comes out when there is a full moon. That always made me scared and ran inside. Growing up, I was never really close with my Dad, and daddy bong was one of the man figures of my life. I look up to him and growing up I thought he was my dad.
Every full moon, he would always scare me, and I would always hide underneath the stairs. They would look for me for hours and hours, then to only find out that I was underneath the stairs. Then they got use to it, when it's full moon, daddy bong would always take me and never let go of my hands. all night. Every night I would always look up and see if it's full moon so I daddy bong would always take me and tell me stories about things. I was fond of daddy bong. I set my example for finding the right guy for me according to his standards. When I had my first boyfriend, I introduced him first to daddy bong. Daddy bong would always tell me this: "It doesn't matter how he looks like, as long as he's going to treat and respect you right and will not hurt you. Protect you and fight for you. Will show you how important you are to him no matter what, and above all ONLY YOU." And that's how I live by til now.
Every morning after full moon, we'd always go to dunkin donuts and we'll buy dozens of it. When I grew up, everytime I had some problems, I'd go to him. He'd always know what to say. Then when I was old enough to realize that there were no vampires and manananggal every full moon, I would always go to the roof or lay down in the grass every full moon and think about dunkin donuts and guys. haha. I miss daddy bong. I miss his words of wisdom. I miss it when he'd hold me and toss me around in the air. haha.

all I said was irrelevant to why I like the moon. haha. but the bottome line is, every time the moon comes, I would always think about my child hood, the good ones. God knows what kind of child hood I went thru. TRUST ME, IT WASN'T ALL NICE AND GOLD. 90% of it was hell. so every full moon, it reminds me of the 10% I had....