Part 1: When I First Met Her

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AUTHOR'S NOTE:

This short story is dedicated to those who have experienced how painful it is to lose a loved one. Just stay strong and know that you are not alone.

Stay inspired.

Live. Laugh. Love.

Updated. 12.20.16.

















When I Met Her.

Naaalala ko pa nung una ko siyang nakita.

Magulo ang pagkakatali ng buhok, nakasimangot at inaantok pa ang mga mata.

I was ten then, and she was nine.

Bagong lipat lang sila sa tabi ng bahay namin.

No. She was not my childhood sweetheart.

She was actually my childhood.. enemy.

Ni minsan hindi kami nagkasundo sa isang bagay.

Asar ako. Pikon siya.

Tahimik ako. Sumbongera siya.

She would always get me busted for things I've done wrong and I would always make her cry for selling me out.

Kahit na magkasundong-magkasundo ang mga magulang namin ay hindi kami magawang mapagsama sa iisang kwarto ng walang iiyak o mapipikon.

But give me a time machine and I'll still go back to that past.

Because that was the time that I told myself that I couldn't live without this pikon, sumbongera and madaldal crybaby.

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