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A Glimpse From the Past
Ive written this if im not mistaken 2 months ago. i was feeling very low at that time and there's this one friend who gave me an assignment to write something about life. He was like... he gave me this homework today and i should send it the next day in his email or else he will not talk to me i couldnt think of anything else, and here's what i came up with at that time. what he said was true, if i write about it, somehow, it would lessen the burden... it did helped me out at that time. i know this wasnt exactly what he was expecting me to write, but then i guess, it was okay....(thanks E....i hope ure reading this, youve helped me so much, coping up with everything, i know there are times na mas pasaway pa ko sayo, pero ure the only person who can actually put up with my kalokahan and pagmamaganda, i missed talking to you, bakla......take care always friendship!)
I was in high school when we were asked to write something about our parents and this includes things to thank them for. And I remembered I got 70 from that exercise for I didn’t really do it. I couldn’t come up with anything to write about them so I didn’t really do it.
I was like 3 years old when my mother decided to work out of the country somewhere I couldn’t remember. So, I was left (supposedly) under the care errrr supervision of my father. And what happened was, he will take me with him at work and will leave me to whoever is on duty at that time in his staff. (My father worked in some hotel in Tagaytay City ) during weekends, I have the chance to stay at home, dad leaves me with my half brother (who’s a drug junkie) and my sister (who has a tricycle driver suitor and would always let the guy inside the house). And yes, my half siblings lives in the same place where me and my mom’s staying, the only difference is my mom’s not around most of the time so, they’re free to live there. Most of the time, Im left all by myself which is good, I like being alone. I feel much better when im alone. This situation went on for until I reached 6th grade.
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I was in high school when we were asked to write something about our parents and this includes things to thank them for. And I remembered I got 70 from that exercise for I didn’t really do it. I couldn’t come up with anything to write about them so I didn’t really do it.
I was like 3 years old when my mother decided to work out of the country somewhere I couldn’t remember. So, I was left (supposedly) under the care errrr supervision of my father. And what happened was, he will take me with him at work and will leave me to whoever is on duty at that time in his staff. (My father worked in some hotel in Tagaytay City ) during weekends, I have the chance to stay at home, dad leaves me with my half brother (who’s a drug junkie) and my sister (who has a tricycle driver suitor and would always let the guy inside the house). And yes, my half siblings lives in the same place where me and my mom’s staying, the only difference is my mom’s not around most of the time so, they’re free to live there. Most of the time, Im left all by myself which is good, I like being alone. I feel much better when im alone. This situation went on for until I reached 6th grade.
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