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This is a work of fiction. Any names or characters, businesses or places, events or incidents, are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
The story contains typo graphical errors, wrong spellings/ grammatical errors. It has cliché plots, boring scenes and loop holes. Please take note that the author is not a professional and is new to the field of writing.
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"No, my decision is final! This is for your own good, Mija, believe me!"
Iyan ang huling linyang binitiwan ni Papa bago niya ako tuluyang ipatapon pabalik ng Pilipinas. yeah right. as if I don't know that it was just a smooth way to get rid of me. ngayon, heto ako at ipagsisiksikan na naman ang sarili sa pamilya ng iba. I mean.. they are still a family to me, but once upon a time, we once had our own family... when we were the happiest.
Noong gabing yon bago ako umalis ay dinalaw na naman ako ng bangungot na yon. Actually palagi naman, swertehan lang talaga pag hindi. Pare-pareho lang naman ang nangyayari ron pero paulit-ulit pa rin akong umiiyak sa t'wing nagigising ako.
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"Let's play more, mommy. Let's play more!"
"But moonpie, mommy's really tired na because you're such a fast runner, oh aren't you? We'll play tomorrow, okay? I promise."
"No, mommy! I wanna play now, let's play now!"
"Tiara.."
"Please, Mommy, please?"
*Sighed* "Okay. But after this we'll rest na, okay? Mommy's really tired."
"YEYY!!"
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"Tiara, Tiara.."
"Mommy, what's wrong? Are you okay?"
"Tiara, call your daddy... Call your daddy, Tiara."
"Mommy?... Mommy... Mommy, what's wrong with you?.. Mommy!.."
"Tawagin mo ang daddy mo, baby... please.."
The little girl then ran outside the room and started calling for her daddy on top of the stairs. "Daddy! Daddy! *Sobs* Mommy needs help! Da-ddy, something's room with mommy, daddy!" *Crying*
Her little voice echoed onto the whole living room. Her trembling voice and loud sobs are fighting the noise coming from the storm outside the house where lightning strikes and heavy rain poured. The weather somehow is giving sympathy to her.
"Baby? .. baby, what's wrong? Where's your mommy?"
The man ran towards the little girl who now has her whole face covered with tears. The girl only answered in sobs followed with hiccups so the man instantly knew something's not right. He entered the room where the girl came out from, only to see her wife gasping for air to breath.
"Elisa! Darling... Darling I'm here, I'm here. What's wrong? Can't you breathe? Hold on, please, okay? I'll take you to the hospital."
He's about to carry her but she held his hand like she's stoping him. Tears began pouring onto his eyes. "Why? Do you only need you inhaler?" He turned to their kid who's just watching them from the door, hardly sobbing still
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