Cheating is a choice. Love or Friendship? A story about a selfish girl and a straightforward jerk. (TEEN ANGST)

Paano kung lagi kayong nag-aaway, Comfortable ka pa ba na mag stay sakanya? Well,Sasabihin mong hindi kayo pero may Something that clings into your heart SPARKS that can ground you to the high pressure of your life. Not even a day na halos siya na lang lagi ang bukambibig mo. is this what they call LOVE? But someone whom do not know how to love. He only know is to, Play, Play much better, Play much HARDER. Play other's Feelings~ Who will make him realize what love really means? Someone who is in the past, that gave him a hard time . In the Present, who made him someone that can appreciates Girls, Teach him what Love can do. Let us all know the happenings of the 'So called Gwapings. -Babykungju (Russel M.)

After the nuclear war with North Korea I truly have no idea how there is any trace of man kind left on the planet. But those who died during that battle that lasted no longer than a few hours were the lucky ones. They were subjected to instant deaths, and in my eyes and the world I now live in, that is the meaning of lucky. We found home in a small military outpost just south-west of London, we found comfort in it and it is now my home. A world plunged into a nuclear war, one man must be brave enough to rise up against the evils that have spawned on the surface of the Earth. He must be wise enough to lead a group of survivors to safety. He must be smart enough to find a safe place in this world, and I'm afraid that person is me. Dimitri Jones, after the loss of his wife must find a purpose in life again; He must face ferocious foes such as infected flesh eating homo-sapiens. Animals and insects which have evolved and mutated to become carnivorous, all in his discovery for a safe place, and that's just the beginning. A striking coming of age story about self discovery, freedom, safety and love. Prologue extract: There was blood on my hands, a deep crimson liquid slowly dripping down my arms from the scratches and gashes caused by savage teeth. It was sick. No man should ever have to go through what I have just done. I keep telling myself over and over again that I didn't have a choice. Maybe eventually I'll believe it. Although deep down, I know I didn't have either a say or a choice; it was either them, or me.