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For three months, every night when I sat next to my husband in bed, I could smell a weird foul smell\u2026 A few days ago, every time I sat next to my husband, there was a strange smell coming from him. A foul smell that\u2019s so hard to bear, it barely puts me to sleep. I\u2019ve changed the bedsheet seven times, washed the sheets and pillows, and even filled the whole room with essential oil and perfume\u2026 But that weird smell still hasn\u2019t gone away. Instead, it gets stronger every night.<\/p>\n Something was slowly sinking into my chest. Finally, when my husband left for a business trip, I decided to open the mattress to find out what was really going on.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n<\/div>\n And at that very moment\u2026 My knees weakened and I fell to the floor. Because the thing inside the mattress wasn\u2019t just horrifying \u2014 it also exposed a painful reality that I\u2019d long dreaded to face.<\/p>\n Michael<\/strong>\u00a0and I have been married for 8 years. We live in a small house in\u00a0Quezon City<\/strong>, just outside of\u00a0Manila, Philippines<\/strong>. Miguel is a sales manager at an electronics distribution company, so he often travels to different cities such as\u00a0Cebu<\/strong>,\u00a0Davao<\/strong>, and\u00a0Makati<\/strong>.<\/p>\n Our marriage wasn\u2019t perfect, but we lived a quiet and peaceful life. O\u2026 That\u2019s what I thought at the time.<\/p>\n I change the bedsheet all the time. I washed the blanket with hot water. Once again, I took the mattress out of the balcony to dry under the intense Manila sun.<\/p>\n But it\u2019s weird \u2014 every night when Michael goes to bed, the smell returns.<\/p>\n When I asked him, his brow furrowed.<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re just so sensitive,\u00a0Anna<\/strong>. There is no smell.\u201d<\/p>\n But I knew I wasn\u2019t imagining.<\/p>\n Things got even weirder when I noticed that every time I tried to clean part of her bed, she suddenly became irritable. One night he even screamed.<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t touch my stuff. Let the bed be like that!\u201d<\/p>\n I was stunned.<\/p>\n Michael was always calm. In my eight years of marriage, I\u2019ve never seen her get so upset just because of cleaning.<\/p>\n From then on, a strange fear gradually developed inside me.<\/p>\n And then the night came when the smell became so strong, I could barely sleep. Every time I lay down, I felt like something was rotting under the bed.<\/p>\n A very strong sense of fear.<\/p>\n One night, Miguel said he had to go to\u00a0Cebu<\/strong>\u00a0for a three-day business trip.<\/p>\n He pulled his suitcase to the door and kissed me on the forehead.<\/p>\n \u201cMake sure the door is locked.\u201d<\/p>\n I nodded, but there was a strange feeling in my chest.<\/p>\n As the door closed and the sound of his footsteps in the hallway gradually faded, the whole house became very quiet.<\/p>\n I stared at the door for a long time.<\/p>\n Then I slowly turned my gaze back to the bed in our bedroom.<\/p>\n Suddenly, my heart was beating faster.<\/p>\n An idea popped into my head \u2014 and in that moment, I knew I couldn\u2019t ignore it anymore.<\/p>\n \u201cSomething is wrong\u2026 I need to know the truth.\u201d<\/p>\n I pulled the mattress to the middle of the floor.<\/p>\n My hand trembled as I held the cutter.<\/p>\n I took a deep breath.<\/p>\n And I made the first cut.<\/p>\n As soon as the mattress fabric separated, a strong foul smell suddenly evaporated from my face.<\/p>\n I grabbed my nose and coughed loudly.<\/p>\n My heart was pounding.<\/p>\n It can\u2019t be\u2026 Why does it smell like this inside the mattress?<\/p>\n I cut it even bigger.<\/p>\n The foam was slowly coming out of the inside.<\/p>\n And then\u2026<\/p>\n It was as if my world had stopped.<\/p>\n Inside the mattress there are no dead rats or spoiled food.<\/p>\n But it\u2019s a\u00a0big plastic bag tied<\/strong>\u00a0tightly, which is starting to mold on the outside.<\/p>\n I shuddered when I opened it\u2026<\/p>\n My hand trembled as I slowly opened the plastic.<\/p>\n A strong smell of mold and old paper evaporated out.<\/p>\n I was a little bit behind.<\/p>\n But I was forced to keep going.<\/p>\n I slowly pulled out the contents of the bag.<\/p>\n I first saw bundles of money.<\/p>\n There is a lot of money.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n<\/div>\n Thick\u00a0bundles of weight<\/strong>, wrapped in rubber bands. Others are already wet and have mold spots.<\/p>\n I couldn\u2019t believe it.<\/p>\n \u201cWhy\u2026 \u201cWhy is there so much money in my pocket?\u201d he muttered to himself.<\/p>\n Next I saw some thick envelopes.<\/p>\n There are documents inside.<\/p>\n Mga resibo.<\/p>\n Mga contract.<\/p>\n And a small notebook.<\/p>\n I opened it.<\/p>\n From the very first page, my whole body felt like it was stiffening.<\/p>\n There is a list of dates.<\/p>\n Values of Money.<\/p>\n and company names.<\/p>\n It\u2019s like a record of secret transactions.<\/p>\n Suddenly, my heart pounded.<\/p>\n \u201cOh my God\u2026 \u201cWhat is Michael doing?\u201d<\/p>\n But as I continued to read, I noticed something different.<\/p>\n At the end of each page, there is a small mark.<\/p>\n It is a symbol.<\/p>\n It is a simple\u00a0cross<\/strong>.<\/p>\n I don\u2019t understand.<\/p>\n When I opened the next envelope, I saw a few pictures.<\/p>\n Children\u2019s Pictures.<\/p>\n Skinny kids, dressed in old clothes.<\/p>\n There are a few pictures of a small building.<\/p>\n It is a school.<\/p>\n On the back of the picture, it reads:<\/p>\n \u201cSan Pedro Community School \u2013 Cebu.\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n My brow furrowed.<\/p>\n I\u2019m getting more and more confused.<\/p>\n I opened another envelope next.<\/p>\n Inside was a letter.<\/p>\n The handwriting is familiar.<\/p>\n Kay Miguel.<\/p>\n I took a deep breath.<\/p>\n And then I started reading.<\/p>\n \u201cAna,<\/strong><\/p>\n If you\u2019re reading this right now, that means you\u2019ve discovered the secret I\u2019ve been keeping for a long time.<\/p>\n I know you are going to be angry.<\/p>\n Or you might get hurt.<\/p>\n But before you make a judgment, read it to the end.<\/p>\n The money in the mattress does not come from crime.<\/p>\n It also doesn\u2019t come from cheating.<\/p>\n It\u2019s money\u00a0I\u2019ve been saving for years<\/strong>.<\/p>\n For something I\u2019ve been dreaming about for a long time.<\/p>\n You know how hard my life was when I was a kid.<\/p>\n I grew up in a small village in Cebu.<\/p>\n A lot of my childhood friends at the time didn\u2019t get to school.<\/p>\n It\u2019s not that they don\u2019t want to.<\/p>\n But because they don\u2019t have any money.<\/p>\n When I graduated from college and started making money, I promised myself that one day, I would build a school for underprivileged children.<\/p>\n I didn\u2019t tell you because I was scared.<\/p>\n I was afraid you might think I was crazy.<\/p>\n Or maybe you\u2019re going to stop me because it\u2019s a huge amount of money needed.<\/p>\n So I secretly saved.<\/p>\n I secretly traveled to Cebu to buy land.<\/p>\n And I secretly built a small school.<\/p>\n It\u2019s coming to an end.<\/p>\n The mattress money was the last straw to keep the school open.<\/p>\n The smell you smell comes from some old documents and wet money that has been hidden for a long time.<\/p>\n I\u2019m sorry if I get mad every time you clean the bed.<\/p>\n I was just scared that you might see everything right away before I was ready to tell the truth.<\/p>\n I plan to tell you all about it next month.<\/p>\n Today is our 9th wedding anniversary.<\/p>\n I want to go to school with you.<\/p>\n You are the first one I want to be a part of.<\/p>\n If you\u2019re still mad after reading this, I can understand.<\/p>\n But I hope, in spite of everything, you know that I didn\u2019t do it just for my dreams.<\/p>\n But it is also for both of our families.<\/p>\n I love you so much.<\/p>\n Miguel.\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n I ended up reading that I didn\u2019t realize I was crying.<\/p>\n I held the letter tightly.<\/p>\n I felt like a huge rock had fallen from my chest.<\/p>\n For three months\u2026<\/p>\n I thought he was hiding something wrong.<\/p>\n I thought he had a different family.<\/p>\n I thought he was lying.<\/p>\n But the truth is\u2026<\/p>\n He had a hidden\u00a0dream<\/strong>.<\/p>\n I sat down on the floor and looked around the room.<\/p>\n Sa kama.<\/p>\n On the mattress that is now open.<\/p>\n With bundles of money and documents scattered on the floor.<\/p>\n I smiled even though I had tears in my eyes.<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re really crazy, Miguel,\u201d I whispered.<\/p>\n The next morning, I barely slept.<\/p>\n I read the letter over and over again.<\/p>\n Then I sorted out all the contents of the bag.<\/p>\n I carefully returned the documents.<\/p>\n But I didn\u2019t close the mattress anymore.<\/p>\n Instead, I put it all in one box.<\/p>\n I figured that when Michael got home, we would have to talk about everything.<\/p>\n Two days later, my phone rang.<\/p>\n Yes, Miguel.<\/p>\n \u201cAnna, I\u2019ll be home to-night,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n This Is Your Tree.<\/p>\n \u201cOkay. I have something to prepare for dinner.\u201d<\/p>\n I had a strange feeling in my chest as I waited for him to come home.<\/p>\n That night, I heard the sound of a knock on the door.<\/p>\n Pumasok si Miguel.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n<\/div>\n Looks tired.<\/p>\n She smiled when she saw me.<\/p>\n \u201cMiss in Miss Kita.\u201d<\/p>\n He came over to give me a hug.<\/p>\n But before he could do that, I said:<\/p>\n \u201cMiguel\u2026 We need to talk.\u201d<\/p>\n Suddenly, he fell silent.<\/p>\n He seemed to know.<\/p>\n He slowly sat down on the sofa.<\/p>\n \u201cAna\u2026 \u201cAm I going to go with your son?\u201d<\/p>\n Tumango ako.<\/p>\n He didn\u2019t look at me.<\/p>\n He was just stunned.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m sorry if I lied to you.\u201d<\/p>\n I approached.<\/p>\n The letter was placed on the table in front of him.<\/p>\n \u201cBinasa ko.\u201d<\/p>\n He looked up slowly.<\/p>\n There was fear in his eyes.<\/p>\n \u201cGalit ka ba?\u201d<\/p>\n This Is Your Tree.<\/p>\n \u201cHindi.\u201d<\/p>\n Her eyes lit up.<\/p>\n \u201cSurely ka?\u201d<\/p>\n Tumango ako.<\/p>\n \u201cBut there\u2019s one thing that makes me angry.\u201d<\/p>\n Suddenly, he was nervous.<\/p>\n \u201cYear?\u201d<\/p>\n I grabbed his hand.<\/p>\n \u201cWhy didn\u2019t you include me in your dream from the beginning?\u201d<\/p>\n Suddenly, her eyes filled with tears.<\/p>\n He couldn\u2019t speak.<\/p>\n I hugged him tightly.<\/p>\n And for the first time in many months, I felt peace return to my heart.<\/p>\n A few weeks later, we traveled to Cebu together.<\/p>\n As the car approached a small village, I noticed a lot of children playing on the road.<\/p>\n We stopped in front of a new building.<\/p>\n It is a small school.<\/p>\n At the top of the gate, it read:<\/p>\n \u201cSan Pedro Free Community School.\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n I got a hold of my mouth.<\/p>\n \u201cMiguel\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Ngumiti siya.<\/p>\n \u201cSurprise.\u201d<\/p>\n The children slowly approached.<\/p>\n Teachers also came out from the inside.<\/p>\n Others applauded.<\/p>\n Others smiled.<\/p>\n \u201cThank you, Mr. Brown!\u201d cried one of the boys.<\/p>\n I felt my eyes fill with tears.<\/p>\n Not out of sadness.<\/p>\n But it\u2019s because of the sheer amount of fun.<\/p>\n Michael came over and grabbed my hand.<\/p>\n \u201cYes,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n \u201cThis is my dream.\u201d<\/p>\n He looked at the children.<\/p>\n \u201cBut I can\u2019t do it alone.\u201d<\/p>\n He looked at me.<\/p>\n \u201cWould you like to help me run this school?\u201d<\/p>\n I didn\u2019t get an immediate response.<\/p>\n I looked around.<\/p>\n To the children who are smiling.<\/p>\n In a small building full of hope.<\/p>\n Then I turned to Michael.<\/p>\n At ngumiti.<\/p>\n \u201cSyempre.\u201d<\/p>\n That day the school opened for the first time.<\/p>\n Children who have never had the opportunity to study sit inside the classroom.<\/p>\n As I watched them, I realized something.<\/p>\n Minsan\u2026<\/p>\n Secrets are not due to cheating.<\/p>\n Sometimes, secrets are due to\u00a0dreams that want to be made into surprises.<\/strong><\/p>\n And that night, as Miguel and I sat side by side in front of the small school, peace came back to us.<\/p>\n The weird smell that once scared me\u2026<\/p>\n The secret that almost destroyed our trust\u2026<\/p>\n All of that led to something better.<\/p>\n It is a new beginning.<\/p>\n It\u2019s not just for us.<\/p>\n But for the\u00a0hundreds of Filipino children<\/strong>\u00a0who now have the opportunity to dream.<\/p>\n And as Michael took my hand, I said slowly:<\/p>\n \u201cNow I understand why you\u2019re hiding everything.\u201d<\/p>\n Ngumiti siya.<\/p>\n \u201cBakit?\u201d<\/p>\n I looked at the school.<\/p>\n \u201cAnd because once upon a time\u2026 \u201cThe biggest surprises in life are the dreams we make for other people.\u201d<\/p>\n For the first time in a long time\u2026<\/p>\n We lay down on the 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\nAnd every time I try to clean the bed, she always gets angry.
\nWhen he left for a business trip, I cut off the mattress \u2014 and what I saw inside stopped my heartbeat\u2026<\/strong><\/p>\n\n<\/div>\n\n<\/div>\n\n<\/div>\n