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I lived my life only wishing for peace. I didn’t want any presents, gifts, unlimited money, huge house or even go to a high prestigious universities.  I just want... peace. I didn’t want anything I’m not that greedy and feeling rich girl who wants everything. Because for me, peace bring everything to me.

And because I was only focused in one thing. In one wish. Family.

I accepted how my life flows. Because maybe I am used to it now. How I lived alone, in my room, silently reading books, peacefully writing what’s on my mind, and eating with my mom which is more than enough for me.

Why do I live like that? Because it’s how I want my life flows... No, because that is a life I used to have. And I accepted it.

That’s Life. How you think, how you see things, how you act as a living thing, and how you manage to live because of how you raised and where you were raised.

Don’t say that life is unfair. It’s the people who decided how to raise you and you only have two choices.  Accept it... or be independent.

The fate is yours to choose.

But life sometimes flows to different way, maybe it’s what you called ‘Thrill’ or ‘Twist’ in stories. Just like how my life changed in a way I didn’t expected. These five boys who just annoyed me and accidentally break the boundaries I build to distance people from me.

These five boys who are brave enough to mess with me. I tried my best to avoid them, to not cross our path, but maybe that’s what people called ‘Fate’

When it’s Fate, there are no coincidences. It is Inevitable by nature. It is what should happen, why? Because every Fate has its own Reason, has its own meaning.

And what’s that reason?

We met unexpectedly. We met in an epic way. And I don’t want that to be the same in our farewell. I’ll find you because I’m not yet ready to say the last part.
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My room filled with only my fingers rapidly typing on my keyboard. Walang liwanag at tanging ang liwanag lamang mula sa laptop ko ang makikita. Ang mga mata ko ay parang naka glue sa monitor dahil halos hindi ko na maalis ang paningin ko rito.

Tumingin ako sa ibabang bahagi ng laptop at napagtantong halos 12 hours na akong naka upo rito ng makita ang oras. Ala- sinko na ng madaling araw at malapit ng sumilip ang liwanag sa bintana kong natatakpan ng kurtina.

Ngayon ay naramdaman ko ang sakit ng likod at kamay kong walang tigil nagtitipa sa keyboard. But it’s not enough reason to stop me from what I’m doing.

Mula ng malaman kong binenta ni Taylor ang tirahan nila dati ay wala akong ibang ginawa kundi ang hanapin siya. Hindi sa labas kundi sa internet. Dahil walang kahit na anong ideya ang pumapasok sa isip ko kung saan siya naroroon ngayon. Wala akong ibang alam na kamag-anak niya, wala rin siyang nabanggit na bagong lilipatan, walang kontak, para siyang isang nangutang at walang mabayaran kaya nagtago at walang iniwang kahit na anong bakas.

I’ve been searching everywhere, hotels, any rents, and I searched to everywhere I can possibly find him in his name. Dahil baka naglipat sila sa mas murang bahay, o kaya nasa kamag anak kaya pati aplyido o kalapit na apelyido ay tinignan ko. But as expected, I didn’t find him.

I let out a sighed and let my back lay in my chair. I don’t want to give up. Because I’m still breathing. Napapikit ako at muling napamulat matapos ang islang segundo. My last card!

I grad my phone and immediately searched Clyde and texted.

To: Clyde
Hi Clyde! Do you have any idea where is Taylor right now? Baka nagi- stay siya diyan sa inyo? Last night, I went to their house at iba na ang nakatira.

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