She had all these excuses to stay awake. Dede. Weewee. Poopoo. Water. Dede. Weewee. I was trying to be really patient but I my head was spinning and I wanted to go back to sleep.
Then she let out a pained wail that jolted me up.
'Natanggal hair ko!' she cried in between sobs.
Half asleep, I thought i
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heard her say she said she pulled out a nail. I know how painful that would be. So I asked her again what happened.Still sobbing inconsolably, she repeated: 'Natanggal hair ko.' This time she pointed to the top of her head.
She must've pulled out a strand of hair while she was fiddling with whatever it was she was fiddling with.
Fully awake now, I was keeping myself from laughing out loud. I didn't want her to think I was laughing at her. But she was so darn funny. It must have been her first time to experience a strand of hair being pulled out from the root and it scared her.
Laila eventually settled down, snuggled close to me.
I was sentimental at 3am because she came to me when she was scared. And I was there for her.
I'd like to be there for her every time she gets scared. That would be easier to accomplish if she gets scared only every 3am.
