Broken Family Poor Girl
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I was a 3 years old.....
That time.... I...
Na experience kung masaktan at saktan...
Dahil sa hindi inaasahan..
masakit lalo na ...
mga mahal ko pa..
ang gumawa
para masaktan ako...
but....
i forget all worst thing that they've done...
Even it's hurts a lot...
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1 chapter lang siya..
And i hoping na...
Ma understand ng mga nag babasa itong story ko...
I make this.. Because..
I want to share .. What mom i have in this world..
And..
Gusto kung malaman niyo..ang mga
Mother natin . Ag nag iisang .. Nag tataguyod para lang may makain... Nakahit...
Saktan ka niya..
Alam nating... Para sa atin lang din
..ang ginagawa nila.. ☺
this story...
Is Real story
i did'nt hope that you'll appreciate my
story ..
i just want to share my experience in life ..
for those who interested...
(This story dedicated to my mother)
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