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I’m in my cousin’s house                      I receive a calls from my sister.
I’m afraid as a little one                        Tug,dug,Tug,dug
I was shocked with what i see               I’ll never forget when my family.                                                                              Surpriced me in my Birthday. 
I become the most happiest person in the world.                                                            
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“ I Love Banaue Rice Terraces”
     We all know that Banaue Rice Terraces  Ifugao was commonly known as tourist spot here in the Philippines they are visiting here because of a cool weather, there are also traditional houses and traditional clothes of ifugao will see. And not only that because you can also enjoy while you are in the trip and its like you are in a long slide.
         I’ll go to our place where my relatives because i’ll receive a call from them and they say that there’s a emergency so i need to go home immediately. I was feel afraid and worried that time, when I enter in the house it was no light as it nothing happen.
         I was shocked because of the Bomb alternate the opening of the light , i’ll become the happiest person when I see their birthday surprise to me. I read the 17th Birthday to you Krizza we always love you and then after that they give thier gift, kissed and hug.
         I will not forget our trip and a Birthday surprise that happen in Banaue because I never expect about that, All i know that it was only a trip but they’ve surprised me. I was so happy because my family are really appreciating me.
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We were in the rooftop for star gazing with him. We were silently watching the star shining like a christmas light,and the moon that gives a light. I was busy watching his face when suddenly he look at me, i blush. His eyes are shining like the star, his lips are red like a rose. I love him that i dont him to let go. I love him even if its hurts like hell because he love me as a friend.
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Being one day at my window all alone,
So manie strange things happened me to see,
As much as it grieveth me to thinke thereon.
At my right hand a hynde appear’d to mee,
So faire as mote the greatest god delite;
Two eager dogs did her pursue in chace.
Of which the one was blacke, the other white:
With deadly force so in their cruell race
They pincht the haunches of that gentle beast,
That at the last, and in short time, I spide,
Under a rocke, where she alas, opprest,
Fell to the ground, and there untimely dide.
Cruell death vanquishing so noble beautie
Oft makes me wayle so hard a desire.
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THE NECKLACE
She was one of those pretty and charming girls born, as if by an error of fate, into a family of clerks. She had no dowry, no expectations, no means of becoming known, understood, loved or wedded by a man of wealth and distinction; and so she let herself be married to a minor official at the Ministry of Education.
    She dressed plainly because she had never been able to afford anything better, but she was as unhappy as if she had once been wealthy. Women don't belong to a caste or class; their beauty, grace, and natural charm take the place of birth and family. Natural delicacy, instinctive elegance and a quick wit determine their place in society, and make the daughters of commoners the equals of the very finest ladies.
    She suffered endlessly, feeling she was entitled to all the delicacies and luxuries of life. She suffered because of the poorness of her house as she looked at the dirty walls, the worn-out chairs and the ugly curtains. All these things that another woman of her class would not even have noticed, tormented her and made her resentful. The sight of the little Brenton girl who did her housework filled her with terrible regrets and hopeless fantasies. She dreamed of silent antechambers hung with Oriental tapestries, lit from above by torches in bronze holders, while two tall footmen in knee-length breeches napped in huge armchairs, sleepy from the stove's oppressive warmth. She dreamed of vast living rooms furnished in rare old silks, elegant furniture loaded with priceless ornaments, and inviting smaller rooms, perfumed, made for afternoon chats with close friends - famous, sought after men, who all women envy and desire.
    When she sat down to dinner at a round table covered with a three-day-old cloth opposite her husband who, lifting the lid off the soup, shouted excitedly, "Ah! Beef stew! What could be better," she dreamed of fine dinners, of shining silverware, of tapestries which peopled the walls with figures from another time and strange birds in fairy forests; she dreamed of delicious dishes served on wonderful plates, of whispered gallantries listened to with an inscrutable smile as one ate the pink flesh of a trout or the wings of a quail.
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Out In
A WALK BACK HOME here I am in the chamber of sorrow
Waiting for someone from the crowd of shadow
A shadow from the past who keeps hunting me
Not from a crime but from a memory
A memory that brings tears in my eyes
A memory that is full of lies
And every time I remember it makes me cry
That leaves one question Why?
Where were ytou when I was down?
How can I become happy when you’re gone?
How lok what you have done?
Bringing pain to my life, was this your plan
How could you abandon me in this cruel word?
Without even saying any single word?
Is your heart really made of steel ?
Or you dont have the heart to feel what i feel
Until now im wanting for you my father dear.
To help me fight this growing fear 
To glide me out of this pit of darkness 
To finary attain genuine happiness
My heart is honely in this place 
My teary eyes are wanting to see your face 
My feet are wanting for us to room 
Papa, lead me way back home
#FREE VERSE
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You and I
When I see your simile
It brings”like” or “as” for me
“ I ” compare to “You”
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We were in the rooftop for star gazing with him. We were silently watching the star shining like a christmas light,and the moon that gives a light. I was busy watching his face when suddenly he look at me, i blush. His eyes are shining like the star, his lips are red like a rose. I love him that i dont him to let go. I love him even if its hurts like hell because he love me as a friend.
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My friend
My friend is very beautiful,she has drop-ded body,that every man dream.She is friendly and lovely.Her personality is very attracttive.My friend is complete package she is gorgeous and her beauty is stunning.That girl dream.
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Beauty and Beast
The bell is came from,Bell is beautiful like a rose and like a roses she is kind daughter to father and love that beautiful faces is red lips,brown eyes.
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