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The Hidden Fall

The beauty of a person comes from the beauty of the heart not
from the face. Therefore, be good, do good, and only good deeds
because you never know how life runs, how it is manipulated by our
powerful creator who creates us. We dont have any choice but to
follow him and only him. Im Clarissa Lie. My family name fits me
oppositely. Im 16 years of age, so young, right? Yes! I was so young
when my parents abandoned me. As I remember I was 10 years old
that time when mom and dad die by a car accident. It was a damn
misery to me. After the tragedy my auntie immediately takes good
care of me, Tita Cake who is my favorite auntie among my aunties. I
consider her as my mom and she also loves me more than her niece,
a daughter.
After the burial of mom and dads corpse we immediately take
flight going to California. I prefer to go away and leave Philippines.
My auntie said it will only be stressful for me there if I wanted to
continue my life in the Philippines. Bad memories will only kill me. It
will be harder for me to move on and have a life. But even though I
am far from sadness, I feel like misery runs after me, chasing me.
Mom, dad, I miss you.
Bell Rings !!
Clarisssaaaaaaaa!
Shit! What was that?! So loud! Im so sleepy. X__X
Clarrisaaaaaaaaa!!
YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!
Her: Its already 5:00 in the morning! Wake up! The plane would
probably left us, if you dont move!
Me: Hey! Hey! Hey!! Can you please refrain from shouting!! Im not
deaf!! Gosh!!
Her: If I wouldnt do that, will you wake up and start stepping your
feet on the floor and start your morning little princess!!
Me: Yuck. As if!
Her: So? Will you?
Me: Yeah! Trying my best! (idiot one x_x)
AT THE AIRPORT
Someone: Shaira! Clarissa!
Me: ohhh..That big-mouthed bitch again.

Her: shhhh!
By the way, before I forget even though I forgotten already. Well,
the girl that I am talking with earlier is Shaira Clemente. She is a
pure Filipino. We are at same height, age, year level, school and
house. She is the adopted daughter of Tita Cake. Tita Cakes
biological children were also died by a car accident with mom and
dad. Here I am again, refreshing it. Na-ah! Forget about it!
Me: Shaira.
Shaira: ohhh~ whats wrong? Dont be sad. My shoulder is ready if
you wanted to lean and my hanky also.
Me: Stop that Shaira! Youre so melo.
(Melo- it means madrama)
Shaira: Hahaha. I know you hate drama kings and queens,
princesses and princes.
Me: Hmp!
-When will Tita go after us?
Shaira: Before Xins birthday.
Me: Very well.
-Take a rest for awhile shai.
Shaira: I dont think so. You should be the one to take a rest. Be
ready. Wait? Are you ready?
Me: After a long time of thinking this, I made my decision. I want
this Shai. I want to know. Ill fight for justice. I am ready no matter
what it takes.
Shaira: Be strong. Hold on.
And I give my sweetest smile. A smile makes no wonder how I
overcome all of these.

========================AFTER 3 HOURS!
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Welcome To Philippines!
~ When you say you love me,

Know I love you more


And when you say you need me,

Know I need you more


Boy I adore you ~
I adore you~ ~
Clarissa: Aww! Shaackss!
Unknown: Maam sorry po. Sorry , sory po talaga maam. X_X
Clarissa: You bastard! Get off your hands! Im pissed.
Unknown: Sorry po talaga maam.
Clarissa: Sorry? Sorry for what? You almost killed my footnails

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