Graduation Speech Tagalog

Shifting, high school graduation, and college. Stephanie Andrees had a huge year ahead of her. Until her boyfriends night of shifting left her confused and her own night of shifting made her lonely. She's alone with no one to help now that she's by herself with a great responsibility.

The dark matter had come to claim her soul. "Don't go. Do as he says," grandmother said. Suzanne blinked and looked into her grandmother's face. "Grandmama?” Grandmother's eyes were no longer glazed, and she had spoken with such clarity when usually, her speech was slurred. At that very moment, Suzanne had no doubt that her grandmother’s mind was crystal clear. Grandmother held onto Suzanne's hand and gently pried open her palm, revealing the black mark. Grandmother's eyes narrowed as she traced her bony finger on Suzanne's palm before staring back at Suzanne. "This," she pointed at Suzanne's palm, "This is the mark of the beast.”

In the third year after my death, the one who remained faithfully by my wife's side was still the bionic robot I had painstakingly designed. It looked exactly like me and carried within it every detail of my mannerisms, speech, and habits. The only difference was that it never lost its temper with her. Because of that, my wife never sensed anything amiss. Yet each night, she brought home a different man, deliberately testing "me," desperate to see the wild jealousy and rage I once wore so vividly. Then, one day, her childhood sweetheart and first love, shoved "me" off the balcony. It was only then, in her horror, that my wife realized… "I" didn't bleed.

I died on the day I was supposed to receive the Pack’s Distinguished Service Award. Three hours after I died, my parents, my brother, and my mate were just wrapping up the graduation party they’d thrown for my sister. While my sister, Ella, was posting a cozy family photo on Instagram, I was locked in our basement, using my tongue to swipe on my phone and call for help. The only person who answered was my mate, Ryan. All he said was, "Sophie, cut the drama. Ella's graduation party is important. Enough with the tantrums!" This was the ninety-ninth time they had let me down. And the last. I lay in a pool of my own blood, my lungs still. They thought I was just throwing a fit, hiding somewhere. That if they taught me a lesson, I’d come crawling back. But they didn't know. I was home the whole time. I was already dead.

Warning: It contains physical and s*xual abuse and anxiety attacks. Have you ever lived in hell and thought you would never leave it? If you had a new opportunity, would you accept it? This was the life of Sera, someone who lost his speech due to trauma and discovers at WolfPaws school a new life. However, what would be a new life, brings her new traumas and mysteries. The hidden past of her mother, secrets of her lineage and a ridiculous alpha named Karim, who is her enemy and who she should hate but who Sera can’t keep away. Will Sera face her demons? And how does her and Karim’s relationship relate to the mysterious secrets of high school? Find out from the wolf who hated alphas.

My grandfather is a nationally renowned inheritor of an intangible cultural heritage. Today, I'm supposed to attend a grand ceremony as his rightful successor. However, when I arrive, I see my father's adoptive daughter already standing on the stage. She's dressed to the nines. She holds an award and is giving a thank-you speech, looking moved. In the past, I would've left without saying anything or speaking up for myself. Too bad for her that I'd been reborn. The discrepancy between our statuses is so large that we're basically from different worlds. Yet she has the nerve to claim to be my grandfather's successor and put on a show with what is supposed to be my family's.

As she nears graduation, a young woman's life is disrupted by unexplainable occurrences. Strange events unfold around her, challenging her previous dismissal of the urban legends passed down by her tribe's ancestors. When chaos ensues, will Sakari be able to survive and reunite with her family? Or will a mythical creature, whose existence she once doubted, defy all beliefs to save a human?

Simula ng mamatay ang pinaka importanteng tao sa buhay ni Ivy, ang mama nya ay naging impyerno na ang buhay nya sa kamay ng tiyahin at tiyuhin nya. Nagawa syang ipambayad ng mga ito sa utang, sa may ari ng beer house kung saan talamak ang bentahan ng laman. Sa pagtakas nya ay nagtago sya sa sasakyan ng isang retiradong sundalo. Pansamantalang kinupkop sya nito. Binihisan at pinakain. Hanggang isang araw ay nag alok ito na babayaran ang mga taong humahabol sa kanya kapalit ng pagpapakasal. Dapat ba syang magtiwala dito? O kagaya din ito ng mga lalaking walang ibang hangad kundi ang katawan nya? Jeizhiro Natividad and Ivy Crisostomo story #TAGALOG #MATURE

Looking at the priest, Alessio commanded “Now, go over your speech and pronounce us as husband and wife.” A word that forever changed the course of Raven’s life. She thought Alessio was her saviour. But little did she know he was a devil in three piece that just wanted her for revenge. Alessio wanted to destroy Raven the way she did six years ago by proclaiming her death. However, he found it hard that he was repeating the same mistake he did years ago. Falling in love with Raven wasn't supposed to happen to Alessio the second time but realized that his obsession was much bigger than his quest for revenge. As days goes by, the question remains—Will their obsession with each other be able to overpower the secrets that would unfold? Or would the secrets be the end to their catastrophic obsession?

I stare at her while she's bent down. "Are you deaf?" I asked her again and she didn't answer me. "Hey!" I can't stop myself from shouting at her because I think she doesn't know how to speak. Napahawak ako sa aking ulo dahil tanging pag-iyak lamang ang tanging sagot niya sa lahat ng taong ko. I rested and looked at her. "Anong pangalan mo?" I ask her in Tagalog words because maybe she's not understand me. "J-Judy p-po S-Senyorito," she answered me while she's shaking. Now I understand that she doesn't understand me if I speak English. I can't stop from smelling and thinking what punishment I should do to her. Because she's my slave at isa siya sa pagmamay-ari kong alipin.