Barkadahan Stories

"So, it's a goodbye?" "OO! At wag na wag ka nang magpakita pa or bumalik! EVER!" "I don't think so," "don't you ever show your face to me again!" Nairita ako nung ngumit lamang siya. Most of the time, I found his smile annoying, insulting even. But there's something about his smile right now... May kung anong emotion sa ngiting iyon. Hindi ko lang ma pinpoint. "I think it's a "See you later," Lulu," He smiled that smile again, and bago pa tuluyang ma-close ang bintana ng sasakyan niya... Nagsalita siya. "I'll come back, Lulu. That's a promise." "TEKA---! AHHHH!!" Nabitawan ko yung teddy bear na hawak-hawak ko ng matapunan ng putik ang mukha ko. That STUPID BOY! Aalis na nga lang, may pabaon pang putik! I'll never forget this day, Marco Stellan Perez, isinusumpa kita!

They say...LOVE is a wonderful feeling, I thought so too. But why am I hurting right now? All along I just want to feel free to love someone I truly love, do I really deserve this kind of pain? Is this PAIN WORHTY?

First time ko lng gumawa ng story dito hiniram ko lang po ang account ng class mate ko Ang tema ng story ko ay ito Horor suspence Check Papatayin ka sa takot check Patayan check Barakada in danger check Kalaban check Pumapatay check Secreto check marami Dito Warning don't read this at night Kaba di kayo makatulog sa sobrang takot Ninyo Pero kung matapang Kayo go lang ng go Read ninyo Tsaka promise gagandahan ko po Pag nag comment kayo Tsaka vote Mga readers pag may error paki said Na lang ninyo para ma inform ako _________***********************************************************______ Thank you po ulit vote and comment Po kayo sa akin mga readers Lalaki po ako account po ito ng classmate ko nang Hiram lang po ako

Can you live your life without love? Or you'll gonna live your life with your love? Takot ka bang mainlove? Takot ka bang masaktan? Anong dahilan mo? Paano kung may makilala ka na makakapagpabago nito? Magagamot ka ba o masasaktan ka lang ulit? Bibigyan mo ba ng chance ang sarili mo na magmahal? Ano ba talaga ang nasa likod ng Philophobia? Read this story para malaman nyo :)

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... Hi Im Carissa Sam E. Carlos. I study in Winggardium University. Being a highschool... Sige nga? Anong pakiramdam? Because if you ask me, I learned one amazing thing... STRESS Yup. Wondering why? Assignments Unting time ng recess at lunch Nakakaantok na subject Loads of report You should be responsible enough Clearance Study Study Study Study Study Study Study Study Study Study Study Study Study Study Study Study Study Study Study Study Study Study Study Study Study Study S d t u y At wala ng mag strestress pa sa mga lalaking puro babae ang inaatupag at pagkatapos nun eh pagtritripan lang nila. Yes, I met all of them. And I am one of their target. Good thing I have 6 of my friends and my family right beside me to love and support me. But I have to admit, it's fun to be in highschool. Abnormalism overload, takaw overload, and drama overload. Pati homeworks OVERLOAD!!! Anyways, This story is about friendship,love,family problems, and growing up with barkada Subaybayan at maki ube!!! (ultimate barkada experience) Enjoy!!!😘😘😘

Sa isang exclusive at sosyal na school kung saan bawal ang cheap at bawal ang chismosa pero lahat naman marites, may isang grupo na hindi mo pwedeng hindi pansinin - ang Golden Clan. Sila ang Yoon Siblings at Hwang Cousins: half-Korean, full-time famous, at part-time manggugulo ng peace and order. May CEO vibes, may artista vibes, may walking meme, at syempre, may pa-sweet pero may sungay vibes din. Pero kahit mukhang perfect ang buhay nila, hindi rin sila immune sa kalat, katok, at kabaliwan ng tunay na teenage life. Expect catfights, tampuhan, exposures, at syempre, legendary group chats na kahit FBI, hindi kayang i-decode. Kasi sa dulo ng lahat ng drama, isang bagay ang totoo: Family first... unless may sale sa mall.

What if there came a time when we can no longer express our ideas and emotions in significant forms through the elements of rhythm, melody, harmony, and color? What if there came a time when the outlet for our emotions, ideas, feelings and problems were all just a waste of time? What if there came a time when words can't make you feel much the same?