QUERENCIA

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 A house and a home those two things, similar yet so different. A lot would say they're the same but they are not. A house filled with things that you need, people who you care for but a home_a place where you can be yourself, a place where you can be comfortable; a Querencia.



Unfortunately, not all are lucky enough to have a home, not all are lucky enough to have this thing called family and not all are lucky enough to feel loved.



I used to think that, I'm a hopeless case, a tragic story until she came and bought light into my life. Her warm stares, her soft voice even her presence itself felt like home....I don't know how but somehow she managed, she manage to give me life with her "you can trust me" vibe.


No, I'm not the type to open up and care for people around me but when it comes to her, it's automatic, it feels amazing, it feels comfortable, it feels like home.


But as lovely and wonderful how she brought life into me, I should have know that we can't be together even if its my heart's desire, she is Margaret Christine Orlando, my professor and a mother of two.


and I am Zaharah Azriel Montenero, a law student that admires her.

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