Totga (The One That Got Away)

Totga (The One That Got Away)

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Unsent and sent messages to MMCT. Compilation of letters for MMCT abroad from the Philippines, -He was almost perfect, good looking, nice body, from a good family, witty, talented guitarist, has an angelic voice, a gentleman phlebotomist and the best man to ask for advice. -She was a happy go lucky college freshman, no boyfriend since birth, smart and has a corny sense of humour, full of optimist words, yet deep down she was a suicidal. They click together, MMCT was 4 years older than her and lives abroad but they know they are both inlove, they would spend nights talking to each other through phone calls, they would skype before sleep, he sings and plays guitar for her, while she would lovingly admire his angel's voice serenade, he never forgets to tell her that he loves her, that she is appreciated and he was the luckiest man to have her, he usually sends flowers, chocolates & teddy bears, and he would even sometime help her with her assigments in accounting, tho he is working on the medical field. It was almost perfect but maybe it's a right love at the wrong time.
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You had been attending the same school for over 15 years, obviously because you were born in the small town in North Carolina. You were living a pretty normal life, till all of the abductions started happening in 1977. But lets go back a bit. Lets go back to the year 1976. You had been on a night shift on November 18th, 1976. There were many more people than your previous shift. Really the only people there were dropouts, druggies, drug dealers, freaks, and alcoholics. All around the ages 14-22. Everybody was pretty chill with eachother, except for a few people, but that was just the minority. You had been zoned out while staring at the clock, then suddenly heard a DING! Some kid wanted to buy some cigarettes again. You looked at him and he said "Jesus kid, you in a mental insitute or something? Snap out of it." you ringed him up after he asked you for a pack of camels, and then looked at a familiar guy playing pinball. The same blonde that got over 100,000 his last time he came. Everybody started hyping him up, so he's trying to beat 100,000. You remember the mess you had to clean up after some kid accidently knocked over a bunch of beer. You like to not think about how it ruined your favorite pair of shoes. He messed up again, and kicked the machine. You yelled out to him "That thing costs money you know." then he looked at you. His face almost looked angelic. But he had been the jerk of your highschool, so he couldn't be that angelic. He looked away and picked at his pockets. He pulled out nothing. He started walking up to you and started asking for a dime. "Come on, I feed you guys this money all the damn time. Plus you will just get it back." "Then maybe don't waste all your money on pinball. We've gained around $200 with you coming here almost everyday. Thanks for that." and then you smiled while picking up your book. He looked at you in anger, then you looked back up at him. He looked like he was in a bad mood. "Here's a dime." you said handing him a dime.

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