ang plastik kong besfriend
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First day of school .......nanghiram ako ng correction sakanya kaya nakilala ko sya and don na nag start beggining palagi na kaming magkasamang dalawa pauwi o kong saan pero di nagtagal habang nagkasakit ako at lumiban ako meron na pala syang bagong bff ati nang biglang dumating ako eh himdi na sya masyado luma.lapit saalin dpn na sya na bago ng bff nya pero pinabayaan kp nalang at nauna din syang pumansin saakin and parang iba na ang ugali nya hindi na pareho ng dati na mabait at maunawain eh ngayon madali na syamg magalit at hindi narin sya mabait halos lahat na ata ng classmate ko eh kaaway na nya ......At napapansin kp na parang unti umti na stang lumayo saakin at plastic na sya palagi at pinapahalata nya saalin na parang wala lang sakanya kapag tinatawag ko sya kahit naririnig nya alp hindi nya ako pinapansin but i don,t care kasi parang iniignore lng nya ako but im ok it,s not realy hurt kasi pinapakita na nya na balewala akp sakanya
sorry d kpna tinuloy first time ko lng kasi
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