Nenna Stories

Siya yung babaeng hindi makakaayaw kapag hingan mo ng tulong kahit gustong-gusto niya ng sabihin ang salitang hindi... Yung tipong tinalikuran na sya ng mundo pero kailangan nyang mabuhay para sa mga pangarap nya... Sa panahong down na down na sya wala siyang masasandigan dahil hindi siya itinuring na kaibigan at kapamilya sa mga taong malalapit sa kanya... Pero sa hindi inaasahang pangyayari napunta sya sa mundo kung saan matatagpuan niya ang pagkakaibigan at pamilya... Pero sa mundong yun death and life ang nakasalalay dahil sa mga hindi kanais-nais na namumuhay roon.... Ngunit sa kabila ng lahat minahal at tinuring siyang kaibigan at pamilya sa mga taong malapit sa kanya... Gugustohin paba niyang bumalik sa mundo niya? O mananaliti sya sa mundo kung saan namumuhay ang mga Demonyo?

it's all about a fancy magical teenage girl wu uses her magic to help others

"I hope you get the chance, to live like you were dyin'." I finished off the last part of Tim McGraw's song. The small crowd of people watching clapped. "Thank you!" I said into to mic as I packed up my guitar. I walked to the door but was stopped by a tall, handsome young man with sandy blonde hair. "Hey, that was really great." He said with a southern accent. "Thanks," I said, smiling a little. "The last song was my favorite, I love country music." Be added. "The last song's my favorite too, Live Like You Were Dyin'. It's really inspirin'." I said. "Yeah I sing too, just, by myself." He mentioned. We sat and talked a little more. "Hey this was great." I said. "Yeah, it was." He said with a charming smile. "Hey before ya go can I get your number?" He asked. "Yeah, I'd be happy to give it to you." I pulled out a sticky-note from my purse and wrote down: Jenna's Number: 1 (908) 822-5522 "Here you go." I gave him the note and got up to leave. "Bye." I waved and walked out.