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Everything that you read it doesn't mean that this is true.. I just do this story because i want to. For fun. ^.^
Haha.This is the first time to write tnx sa pagbasa!
Prologue
Sbi nila expect the unexpected. Now I don't know kung pano ko narating laht. I just only want to be happy then I don't expected that mhahnap ko ang forever ko with just only uploading my dub smash.Hayy.Mabuti pa let's get started.
Maine's POV
One boring afternoon .wala nman mgawa,I just browsing my FB account.Then something got my attention.A video of a girl who using an app.Ow what's this app? Dub smash? Oh let's see if it is fun.then I search that app on the gplaystore. Then downloading... Oh great. I'll try it.. Kris Aquinovoices. ****
Oh! Its fun, haha . I'll upload it.. **** .. OK finished. I'll take a bath now. Oh let me introduce my self. I am Maine Mendoza. 20yr. Old lives in sta. Maria, bulacan . with the course of HRM . you know I love cooking ^_^ but I am not fat OK .. Then do my things. ***
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