The only thing that I truly remembered of that day was the sharp, lingering scent of moss and earth. The damp dirt pressed up against my face. The crashed car was making a low whining noise, but my ears hadn’t completely adjusted, as I could only hear the noise out of my left ear. I felt my mother’s hand scrabbling fo...
Welcome to the World Of Kkangpaes, Where DEATH is only the beginning Pano kung bigla ka nalang bumalik sa dati? Pano kung bigla ka nalang nilang nakita? Pano kung bigla ka nalang sumulpot na parang walang nangyari? Pano kung bigla ka nalang bumalik sa dati mong gang? Na inakala ng lahat na LUMAYO kana tapos...