Dear Diary
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Last published Tue, Apr 9, 2019
Dear Diary,
Nandito ako sa parke na lagi naming pinupuntahan ni Akisha noon.Gabi na at halos iilang tao na lamang ang makikita rito.Takot ako sa dilim.Takot rin ako sa liwanag.I'm afraid to die...but what am I suppose to do now?Now that I'm dead.
"Yung babae!Yung babae masasagasaan ng truck!!!!" -sigaw ng isang lalaking Hindi ko kilala.Napatingin ako sa aking harapan.Nakita ko ang isang pamilyar na lalaki na nagdadrive ng truck.Nakita ko ang pagngisi nya sa akin...kasunod non ang isang napakaliwanag na ilaw.......
*BOOOOMM PPPAAAAAAKKK SCRAAAATTTTCCCHHH*
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