Prologue: She's gone.... They're gone.... And.... It's all my fault... They're my life.... So how am I suppose to live without them? I rather want to be dead than to live without them by my side... ================================== Hi wattpad readers! (and writers) So this is my first time writing a story. I'm not re...
Once upon a time there is a girl named Nice. She don't like a dota player because the dota player don't eat there meal, they don't sleep, they don't go to bath and they are so smelly. One day morning Nice want to go to the mall, she ask her kuya to go with her, but her kuya is playing a dota. Her kuya's name is mark.