Embracing Catastrophe

Embracing Catastrophe

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Celestine Precilla Sanchez is an epitome of beauty who steps into the small city of Santa Ana to start a new life with her mother. She hates failures, regrets, and disappointments. She loves being pressured and being praised for her intelligence. She is confident. She unwillingly caught the attention of the famous Rushid Sebastian Villadez, who had it all. From fame, power, money, and looks. Music is his life; it is his everything. Creating music was all he dreamed about. Wala na siyang ibang pangarap kundi ang tumugtog at gumawa ng musika. But the music and dreams he had been trying to build for the past few years were shattered when a green-eyed woman walked into her life. Suddenly, he heard no music except the fast beating of his heart. Her voice became his music. And the catastrophe that he didn't even think of hit him, leaving him on the ground lifeless and out of breath. They are each other's catastrophes; one was willing to embrace it and one was not. Ps. Photo is not mine. Proper credits to the real owner of this photo, it's from pinterest. Thank youu
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Everybody deserve to dream, even if their dream going to crush them the most. Make a living out of your dream job, is such a privilege. You'll enjoy every second of it, even if it means working your butt off, until you feel numb, you'd still have a certain joy when working with your dream job! Yeah, at least that's what I thought. But certainly, after all of the disaster happening in my life, just because of this stupid dream job I wanted to have, it literally broke me inside out. I can't even imagine, how better my life would be, if I didn't even thought for doing this for the rest of my life. They said that's the price of having your dream job. I don't get it? "You're so Archetypical Idol, Alana. You know? People would die to be in your position right now, be more grateful. I know it's tiring and draining your energy so much, but at the end, it's worth it right?" Archetypical? So being exhausted because all the stalker and the creeps creeping up on me, and mind you there are people wishes me dead on the spot, was UNGRATEFUL? Then what am I suppose to do? Endure it? Archetypical my ass. No Idol wanted all of this, because what they show in the media was all the pretty and finer things, not all of this bullshit I came across every fucking time. How dare they. I'll set the new type of Idol. To show them, we must put up a fight, than just smile and wave like some stupid pinguins in the zoo! It disgust me. A.S. Parental Advisory Explicit Content (Author's note, please do not attempt anything in this story. This story is fictional, but that doesn't mean in the reality this doesn't happen. Please read with precautions. This story containing Su1c!d3, s3x, r@p3, and many more. Doing things that are detrimental beyond the author's responsibility, and are the responsibility of the reader.)

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