Make Him Back (On Going)
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  • Reads 26
  • Votes 6
  • Parts 3
  • Time 10m
Ongoing, First published Dec 21, 2019
"Losing him is Like Losing a Blessing."
I thought Life is very easy,I thought Life was just an easy obstacles you need to finished but I was wrong. My life was a Roller Coaster.
At first you were very happy when Your in a rollercoaster,Pero habang tumatagal,Minsan may time kang mapapagod o mahihilo,Pero Dahil sa Mga sumusuporta/Gumagabay sayo,Hindi titigil ang Rollercoaster hanggat Hindi natatapos ang iyong misyong Maging inspirasyon sa iba,Bagkus aandar lang into hangga't Matapos na Ang Misyon mo.

Kapag ang Oras ay bumalik kung saan Siya nawala at kung kailan dumating ang bago,
Anong/Sino ang pipiliin mo. Ang pinaka importanteng Tao sa mundo na guatong ibalik ang kanilang buhay o ang Buhay na Nag gumanda lang noong nawala .?"
If It was my opinion I will Radder Choose The people will return over The Love,Time and support to the Guy he were love the most.
This kind of story was only Less, So I think 40% of Writers were Tragic Writer Stories.💜💜💜
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Echo of the Past

30 parts Complete Mature

A few months ago, I bought a mug with gold gilt. On sale. Not a gift either nor because of an occasion to remember by it. Just plain, pretty mug for 15PLN. I drank my coffee from it since. I spat loose tea leaves into it. It never felt particularly significant. An ordinary object. Only when I lost it, I realised its true value. I sat comfortably at my desk one evening. Looking at my phone, I reached to take my song-text notebook. Trivial situation. My clumsy fingers were unable to avoid the mug. They allowed it to topple over, to slip from the desktop. Even though I did not see the split-second occurrence, I felt the pressure of unease. My head painted the trajectory of the fall on its own, the shattering, spillage. The loss. For a millisecond I still had hope, that I would be able to catch the mug, that I would be able to avoid what was about to happen. But I knew I was headed for failure. I don't have any superpowers. I only scalded my fingers. I looked at the mug's new shape for a long while, at the shattered pieces. At the spilling liquid. Our adventure came to an end. Irrevocably. I won't be drinking coffee from it anymore, nor spit tea leaves into it. Well. I shouldn't be sad, it was just a regular mug, just like thousands of others. I grew to like it, it kept me company throughout hundreds of warm drinks. I lost it. I hate this feeling the most. In the moment when I am losing something, I stop in my tracks, I hold my breath. It is always a very intense moment. A short one, but one that gives me the tight unpleasant feeling in my stomach. The feeling of loss is always accompanied by hope. Silly and naïve. Making me believe so strongly, that I can make it. That I will still be able to catch the mug mid-flight. When the feeling is entering the body, crawling into me I realise, how important it was to me. Whether it's Nivan or a stupid mug with gold gilt.