Maybe Someday

Maybe Someday

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Last published Wed, Feb 17, 2021

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Maaga akong naulila sa pamilya ko sa edad na trese anyos Naaksidente ang sinasakyan nilang Kotse. Sa isang iglap ang masayang pamilya ako ay parang bula na nag laho. Akala ko walang ibang kamag anak sila mama pero isang araw matapos ang libing ng mga magulang at kapatid ko ay may isang mag asawang sumulpot na nag pakilalang kapatid ng mama ko. sobrang saya ang naramdaman ko dahil hindi pala nila ako iniwang nag iisa May pamilya pa akong uuwian. Maganda ang trato nila sakin------------nung una pero habang tumatagal nag pakita na sila ng tunay nilang ugali. pagka edad ko ng sisteen ay binenta nila ako bilang pang bayad utang ng pamilya nila at doon palang pala mag sisimula ang tunay kalbaryo ng buhay ko. Xoxo#matured content: Photo not mine:

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