Romans & histoires Omegle Talk To Strangers

Tumawag si Camila saka nakatayo doon habang pinapanood siyang lumakad hanggang sa mawala siya, pagkatapos ay bumalik siya. Sumakay si Klaus sa kotse saka huminto sa isang bar, nag-alerto siyang naglakad sa crowd. Umupo siya saka umorder ng alak. Habang humihigop ng kanyang pang-apat na inumin ay napansin niya ang isang presensya sa kanyang tabi, pagkatapos ay lumingon siya upang makita ang isang lalaki na nakangiti sa kanya. Hindi niya pinansin ang estranghero, humigop ng kanyang inumin. "Masama rin ang araw mo sa trabaho?" tanong ng estranghero na sinusubukang simulan ang pakikipag-usap kay Klaus. "Walang tugon"

I said and then looked at the other direction. "Ikaw lang ba mag-isa?" He asked. Umiling ako. "I'm ordering for a take out kaya aalis din ako. You can stay on this seat if you want." "Oh. So you are not staying longer," tango niya. "Obviously," Iling ko. "Can I at least know your name?" He asked. Umiling ako. "I'm sorry to be rude but I'm not talking to strangers." Alam ko na masyado na akong matanda para sabihin 'yan but it can also be applicable to grown ups. Especially to girls like me. A defense mechanism of me talking to boys. I'm just not comfortable.

People were willing to defend me, even against someone like Luna. While waiting for the end of the workday, all I heard was whispering. The only sound louder than the office computers was the constant murmuring—about me, about what happened at the mall. I couldn't believe how fast it spread. Someone probably videoed it and posted it online. Social media is ruthless and fast. I felt terrible. I lowered my head, trying to disappear, but the whispers followed like shadows. The clock ticked slowly towards the end of the day. Just as I thought I'd escape, Sir Leo appeared at my desk.

I wanna go out and find my mama. ********************** Tala’s POV “Sinong kausap niyo?” tanong ni mama sa amin. Agad akong tumabi kay Lila at kinurot siya para patahimikin. Kung sasabihin niya na nakikipag-usap kami sa stranger, magagalit si mama sa amin. Sabi pa naman ni mama, hindi kami makikipag-usap sa stranger. Tapos sabi rin niya hindi namin dapat sagutin ang mga tumatawag sa cellphone ni papa.

I couldn't hold back my irritation any longer. He shook his head, his jaw clenched. "You don't understand." "Then help me understand!" I shot back, my frustration getting the best of me. "We're not just pawns in some arrangement. We're real people, and I refuse to pretend like we're strangers." He stood up abruptly, his expression pained. "Maybe it's better if we are strangers, Elle. It would make things a lot easier."

paliwanag ng matanda na medyo hindi na nag-aalinlangang makipag-usap sa akin. “Okay ho. Let me talk to him.” Then I faced the baby boss. “Hey, lil bbudd,” magiliw kong bati, but he just snobbed me and crossed his arms and while pouting. “Hi,” bati ko uli sa bata. Nakatingin lang siya sa akin at nagmasid. Pero hindi nagtagal ay nagsalita na rin. “Mommy told me, don’t talk stranger...” sabi niya na nakakunot pa ang noo.

“Narinig kong… you’ve been having a rough week. And sometimes, a man needs a little distraction.” Napangiti si Miguel. “Distraction? I don’t usually entertain strangers.” “Then don’t think of me as a stranger,” sabay irap ni Selene. “Think of me as… someone who wants to listen to you.”

Kahit madilim dito sa loob naaninag ko pa rin ang kanyang reaction sa mukha. Layviel: I don't talk to stranger. Ngumisi ako sa kanya. Me: lumapit ka dito at magpakilala ako. Nakakatawa lang isipin. Ang dami na ng nangyari sa amin pero hindi niya man lang ako nakilala. Wag kang mag-alala baby, makilala mo ako ngayong gabi.

Tumingin siya sa akin na parang ako pa ang overaction. “Mommy, don’t look at me like that please. I’m totally fine. This man right here helped me,” sabi niya sabay turo sa lalaki. “I was lost, and he found me. And look. He even gave me candy.” “Anak, hindi ka dapat nakikipag-usap sa mga stranger—” “Don’t worry. I’m not a stranger,” putol ng lalaki sa sasabihin ko, bahagyang nakataas ang isa niyang kilay.

scared. Bakit parang ang gaan na agad ng loob ni Melody sa kaniya? Ito na ba ang tinatawag nilang lukso ng dugo? "Next time, don't talk to strangers. Especially that guy. There's a lot of bad people here, Melody. You don't want to talk with bad people, right?" Agad siyang tumango ng ilang beses. Pero ilang sandali pa ay mukhang may namuo na namang kuryosidad sa utak niya.