I'll be waiting for you
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Last published Wed, Feb 3, 2021
2020, a year where everything got messed up! A pandemic hit the country! We all are in quarantine where no one is allowed to go out, so we are stuck in our houses. This is where it all started. Lahat ng tao ay walang magawa sa kani-kanilang bahay, walang ginawa kundi matulog at manood maghapon, the same as Adira, she is a 17 year old girl who always do the house chores everyday at pagkatapos maglinis ay sasalampak at magseselphone buong araw. Katulad ng ibang single ang kanyang messenger ay may sapot na sa tagal ng hindi nabubuksan. Wala siyang kachat kaya napagisipan niyang magbukas ng isang site kung saan makikipagchat o makikipagusap ka sa strangers. Dito niya nakilala si Arcturus na may problema sa buhay. Sa tingin niyo anong magiging reaksyon ni Adira kung malamn niyang gustong magpakamatay ni Arcturus?
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"Kaya mo bang magintay ng 5 years?" ani ni Arcturus.
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This story is based on a true story. It is actually about me, my name is not really Adira but I am the lead in the story.
Always remember that rejection = redirection!
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