Kwento Ng Aking Buhay Novels & Stories

At ibang-iba na ang sitwasyon ngayon. I have him now. I've found a new reason to live now out of him. At gusto kong malaman niya 'yon. "Ito lang ang tanging dahilan kung bakit ginusto kong mabuhay mula pa man noon and I'm happy with that dahil hanggang ngayon, buhay pa'ko and I even get the chance to find the man that I thought---" "That you thought was impossible to find and that was that man na gusto mong patayin, tama ba'ko?"

"Akala ko ba matalino ka? Kung ginagamit mo ang utak mo, dapat alam mo na hindi yumayaman ang mga mabubuting tao. Walang taong nagkakaroon ng maraming pera at nagiging makapangyarihan nang hindi gumagawa nang masama. Alam man nila o hindi, sinadya man nila o hindi... Nakasakit sila ng tao para makuha nila ang mga gusto nila. Bakit? Dahil ganoon ang takbo ng mundo. At alam mo 'yung ikinagagalit ko? Hindi ko natutunan 'yun sa'yo... Natutunan ko 'yun dahil naghirap ako. Magmula nung mamatay ka at si Mama noong bata pa ako, hindi ko alam kung saan ako pupunta... Pinagpasa-pasahan ako ng mga kamag-anak natin, hanggang sa lumayas na lang ako dahil alam kong wala naman silang pakialam sa mangyayari

Some had great lives, treated like actual kids, but others were treated like trash, like slaves. The day I was born, my mom had just worked 5 days straight to pay off the last of her debt so that she could spend all her money on whatever I would need. I don't know how I was born, or what happened to my mom, because my dad was gambling the day of my birth. All I know is what he told me. My mom had me with no complications. She was able to hold me, but something went wrong. She died with me in her arms. The nurses say I was quiet till she passed, then began welling out loud. They also said that my mom named me Asoka because she hoped I would be without sorrow. These were her last words, and my

Pero nalilito na nga ako kung ano ba ang mas masakit at nakakatakot- ang mamatay o ang mabuhay. I've been locked up in this hellish cell for a few days... No food or water. I feel like I'm being punished by the above. It will become easier if I just end my life but I'm not ready to die yet- not now. With each hour and second that passed I became weaker and weaker. It seemed that it was intentional to torture me little by little until I die. "Matibay ka... Buhay ka pa din pala hanggang ngayon."

“Hanas, this can't be done. I don't want to, just go back and let your parents do whatever, as long as you still love Code." "Second brother, do you know how to cure your father's illness, he wants you to take medicine to make you forget about Mr. Code, which is a medicine for temporary memory loss. At that time, his father would definitely try to marry someone else for him, when she got pregnant, he also remembered everything and how he would do it. Second brother, do not have me. My parents don't know about me yet, I will definitely try to advise them. Big brother, you go."

The house will be stormy, maybe even reach him ears. But... it's not exactly unilateral maybe it's just a step towards another page. For example, you are living your life at this moment, and I am also living my other life. We are like two parallel lines that do not collide or exist in the other person is life.

I, on the other hand, fell ill with a fever for the next three days. The memory made me pull out my phone and book my plane ticket.

“I–” “Oh, or am I even qualified to talk about forgiveness?” I cut in. “After you came back from studying abroad, you were never short on women. Compared to them, an ex like me isn’t worth mentioning. In your eyes, I probably don’t even count as a person; I’m just a backup you can keep around for life.” Finn denied it over and over again. “No. That’s not what I think. I just didn’t realize… that I still love you.”

Nakakainis isipin na tama ang bawat salitang nakasulat doon. Dahil iyon mismo ang nararamdaman ko ngayon. Nalilito ako. Natatakot. At higit sa lahat, pakiramdam ko ay may mahalagang bahagi ng buhay ko na ninakaw sa akin. Muli akong huminga nang malalim bago nagpatuloy. “We wrote this because there was always a chance that life wouldn't go according to plan.” "What does that even mean?" bulong ko.