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Tuesday, October 19, 2010

When the Morning Sun Rises

Informal Theme # 8

Blog # 8
10/ 15/10
              Welcome every morning with a smile. Look on the new day as another special gift from your Creator, another golden opportunity to complete what you were unable to finish yesterday. Be a self-starter. Let your first hour set the theme of success and positive action that is certain to echo through your entire day. Today will never happen again. Don't waste it with a false start or no start at all. You were not born to fail.
           At the very start of a day comes new and great opportunities. New challenges, new obstacles. New friends, new environment. Everything new.At this very moment, you have to face everything. The sadness, the failure, the problems. If you'll accomplish all of those, your day will be very happy.
               When you wake up in the morning, seeing the very bright sunrise, you'll remember those days that have passed...all the happiness that has gone through...and all the memories you have shared with everybody. You'll be very sad, but thinking of the new day God has given you. you'll be very thankful, at the same time, very, very happy for giving you another day of your life.
               Everyday of our lives should not be wasted. We should accomplish everything that we can because we're not sure if that will be our last time.
               This bright, new day... complete with 24 hours of opportunities, choices, and attitudes… a perfectly matched set of 1440 minutes.This unique gift, this one day, cannot be exchanged, replaced or refunded. Handle with care. Make the most of it. There is only one to a customer.

Saturday, October 9, 2010

Totally Alone

Informal Theme # 7

Blog # 7

               I was once a happy, young girl, with a happy, good life, living in a very peaceful place. My mother was always with me, telling me stories about her past life. My father was, most of the time, beside my mother, giving her the warmest embraces. My younger sister, she always cries, that's what I hear from time to time 'cause she's just a baby, who will stop crying when given a bottle of milk. My older brother and sister, they're studying, but when they went home, I always receive a hug and a kiss from them. But...that was before, when I was just three. I can still remember those...because those were just the memories they left.
               I won't forget them...I won't
               We were sleeping heavy footsteps broke the silence of our peaceful home. They're many...very many. I can still remember their looks. They're all wearing gloves, black mask,and black guns. I saw them steel our toys, and later on, they stole the lives of my sleeping mother and father. My sister and brother finally woke up. I saw them raped my sister. My brother fought with them to save my sister...but they were all killed. Then they saw me...and my younger sister. They pulled my younger sister...and together, they threw us into the window from the third floor of our house. Luckily, I fell into the truck of garbages. But, my little sister, she fell right into the ground. I saw her blood coming out of every hole on her body. I cried. I saw the men scampered away.
               Nobody knows what happened because we don't have neighbors, we live in a hidden place. There, I saw my family, bathing in their own blood. I don't know what to do. I walked away from our house. I don't want to see my the poor faces of my family. I walked and walked until I reach the city. There, I saw tall buildings and huge billboards...but...what would I do with them...I don't have my family.
               Now, I am wandering around the city trying to forget what happened. But still, I can't forget it. I'm now alone...TOTALLY ALONE...


The Lady in White

Informal Theme # 6

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Blog # 6
                I already had many ghost encounters... and some of them really frightened me. Being one of those who can see ghosts, I felt unlucky because I don't like the feeling. I know that many people wanted to experience those, but for me, I want to get rid of it.If I just know how, I already did it because I wanted to live an ordinary life. But, I'm enjoying telling ghost stories to my classmates because they also enjoy listening to me.
                I will share to you one of my experiences. This happened when we went to Bucana, Bagong Kalsada to research for my assignments. After the research, we rode my father's motorcycle. That time, I am with my younger sister. While we're on the way home, it was very dark. I felt uncomfortable because I know that someone is watching over us. I kept on looking back. 
               But when it was my fifth try looking back, what I saw was a lady... wearing a long, white dress, with a long, black hair. Those send shivers to me...and goosebumps. I cannot move. I felt my blood running up to my face. Then, the lady vanish into the thin air right before my very eyes. I screamed to let go my fear. My father and sister were shocked. When we reached home, I told them the story and my sister was very frightened to go back there again.
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