MA. MADELLENE G.

MUROS 02/28/23
12 HUMSS 2

MY AUTOBIOGRAPHY
My name is Ma. Madellene Muros. Daughter of Noel Muros Sr. and
Salvacion Muros. I am 18 years old and I was born on November 15, 2004, in the
province of Romblon. I live at 259 Formilleza St., Barangay Tabing-dagat, in the
province of Odiongan, Romblon, Philippines. I am the youngest of seven siblings who
are now only six. I started attending kindergarten through third grade when I was only
four years old at Alcantara National Elementary School. My start in education was
premature. Nonetheless, it didn't affect my academic performance. When I was nine
years old, my family and I relocated to the town of Odiongan, and I finished
elementary school here.

Year 2017 when I started studying secondary school at Odiongan National

Highschool. This is were I spent my entire highschool life of priceless experiences
and memories. In this school I also experienced and felt the love of other people
besides my family and also my failures in life. The year 2018 had been very tough for
me when one of the members of my family died,that is,my brother. That caused great
sadness and challenges in my family especially my Mother. When my brother died,
my world changed in a heartbeat and face many emotional challenges.They say that
“When your parents die, it is said you lose your past; when your spouse dies, you lose
your present; and when your child dies, you lose your future”. However, for
me,when your sibling dies, you lose a part of your past, your present and your future.
I experienced a lack of understanding for my grief when I had lost my brother that led
me to always hide my feelings from others, and experience resentment and guilt until
now.

I’ve said or done things in those moment of anger that I now

regretted. Perhaps I’ve been unprepared for his death, and now I wish I had spent
more time with him. I feel guilty because I did not reconcile my differences with him
which led to a lack of closeness in my family. I feared how my role in the family
would changed with new expectations and obligations placed on me. Those times
brought darkness and hatred to my life. I got to the point where I begged the Lord and
wished for someone who would help me and shed light on the dark path I was
walking and God did not failed me. He gave me not just one but many friends to
sympathize with and love during those times. One thing I remembered what my friend
told me is that “Be open to your grief”. She said that In order to heal, you need to
accept your own feelings of sadness and pain. And she was right, “What you can feel,
you can heal.”

It's been four years since I lost my older brother and I can say that my family
and I are doing well, but I cannot deny the fact that there had been a void in our lives
that can never be fulfilled. I'm about to graduate from secondary school and I am
currently in grade 12, but occasionally I wonder if I'll be able to handle it. My family
has this own special history and shared bonds and now that bonds are changed, and
the family history has a void that cannot be filled. As I had lost my sibling, I tend to
noticed my role in the family is changing. Special occasions had been different. I
miss the shared birthday celebrations, anniversaries, and holidays with him. The
telephone calls to announce good news or to seek support. The sharing of life’s
unique and special events that will never again take place. But one thing I realized
was even though your sibling has died, a connection still remains in your heart. My
family always think about him, talk about him, and remember him at special times
such as birthdays, holidays, and the anniversary of his death and I learned that you do
not have to give up your connection to a person to move forward with your life.

Creative Non-Fiction (Autobiography)