Poetry Tungkol Sa Pamilya Mga Nobela at Kwento

​ANG MENSAHE NG FOUNDERS ​Nakahinga nang malalim ang pamilya nang mawala ang mga kalaban. Ngunit hindi pa tapos ang lahat. Isang pinto ang bumukas sa dulo ng silid, at doon ay nakita nila ang isang dambuhalang orasan na pabaliktad ang takbo.

Baka gano'n nga talaga ang pagmamahal. Magulo. Makalat. Makasalanan. At nakakaadik. Hindi ko alam kung bakit mas mahirap umamin sa pamilya kaysa sa sarili. Siguro dahil mas madaling lokohin ang sariling puso kaysa harapin ang mga taong kabisado kung paano ito tumibok.

"Ate na pala kita. Ka-pamilya na talaga." "Ka-pamilya," sambit ni Arizona. "Mayroon na naman pala akong pamilya," she said dreamily. "We're only small, pero kayo na ni Kuya ang bahala sa pagpaparami natin. Ilang anak ba ang balak n'yong gawin?" usisa ng kausap. Arizona blushed with the thought of having Tyler's children. But it was not from embarrassment anymore. Kaligayahan na pala.

The last thing my family wanted is to be sympathized. "Mga Trimarco ba naman kasi ang makalaban niyo. Talagang mawawalan ka ng pag-asang mabuhay." "Bakit naman?" "Hay, I'm thankful I'm not part of your family, Kels. Kasi kung nagkataon, baka hilingin ko na hindi na lang ako mabuhay dito sa mundo."

I felt like if I open my mouth for words, I will end up screaming and remembering the treacherous danger I'd been. Tinakbo ko ang hindi pamilyar na lugar at nagbabakasakali lang na may alam sa mga lugar dito. Everything me and my family had done before was limited for some reason. Para bang may pinagtataguan sila kaya madalas din ay hindi ako nakakalabas at kung nagkataon man ay hindi rin natatandaan ng batang isip.

Despite his own challenges, he always put the family first, reminding me of the depth of his love and the sacrifices he made for us. In the peaceful embrace of the morning, surrounded by the warmth of home, I found comfort in Kuya Keifer's presence and the unspoken understanding that bound us together as a family. And as the smell of breakfast filled the air, blending with the soft light of dawn, I knew that no matter what obstacles we faced, we would overcome them together, united by the strong ties of family and love.

Nagsisisi ito dahil sa malaking pagkakamaling nagawa nito noon at naalala nito iyon sa tuwing makikita siya. Well, her story is not as perfect as it looks. Who would have thought that she's a stranger in her own home? She was never welcome. Everyone in the family is acting cold towards her, just because they see her as the fruit of her parent's biggest mistake at base sa mga narinig niyang istorya, ang mommy niya ang nagdala ng kahihiyan sa buong pamilya ng mga Veraniel nang ma-in love ito sa papa niya, which they considered forbidden because they used to be brothers and sisters even though her mom is not really blood related to the family. She's an adopted child, and for that, they feel dis

"Huh?" "Anong nangyari?" inayos ni Yesha ang pagbibitbit niya ng kaniyng bag. Dinig na rinig naman niya kung gaano kalalim ang paghugot nito ng paghinga. "Wala naman. Halatang wala na talagang pag-asa. Sinubukan ko na, e. Pero sa t'wing babalik ako sa kanila, palagi rin nilang ibinabalik ang usapan sa akin na siguro kung sumunod ako sa kanila, hindi mangyayari ito. Hindi masisira ang pamilya namin. Hindi ako malalayo sa kanila." Sobrang naaawa siya sa kalagayan nito. Hindi nito deserve ang ganitong klase ng buhay. Kilala niya ang kaibigan niyang. Sobrang buti nitong tao at halatang ang gusto lang naman nito ay maging masaya. Ang gusto lang naman nito ay magmahal ng lalaking nais niyang mahal

Love, Sampalok Family Napangiti ako nang mabasa ang Sampalok Family, hindi ko alam kung para saan. "Written in a billion skies," nagulat na lang ako sa sarili ko nang kusang bumuka ang aking bibig para kantahin iyon. "Speaking to this heart of mine." Natulala ako. Parang hinahaplos ang aking puso. Tumingin ako sa labas ng bintana. Isang musika ang tuluyang nag-play sa utak ko. Those people in the cafe and the song they sing earlier, it's all familiar.

the Shared-Sense System asked. I looked at Rayden, the brother who had just kicked me. Then I glanced at my second brother, Nelson Tandham. He stood at the railing in wire-rim glasses, cheering as if this were a sporting event. Finally, I looked at my eldest brother, Justin Tandham. He was the one who made the decision back then. He was the one who turned me into a human psychic shield. Choosing felt impossible, so I stopped trying to be fair. "Can I bind all of them?" I asked. "Every member of my family."