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Written by: Jason Edward Cowan A man sits on the docks in the middle of the night, staring upon the water awaiting the arrival of his boat. He understands what he needs to do yet, he feels dread and sorrow staring at himself in the reflection of the ocean. In the reflection lies a sorrowful face staring down distressed. He clenches his fist feeling upon his coarse palms. He attempts to stay strong holding in tears yet he can’t. No matter how hard he could try tears fell and fell until he broke into tears. He clasped his palms onto his arms continuing to cry no matter what he thinks that this can’t be happening. Not now not ever, as he screams out in rage slamming his fist onto the docks clashing around before running out of breath, laying on his side along the dock. He watches as a silhouette comes near as it comes near the boat stops at the dock. A shadowed figure sits at the rowing station awaiting the man. The man stares unsure the tears begin to vanish as he gets on his knees pleading to the figure begging bargaining. The figure shakes its head. The man sighs knowing theres no other choice closing his eyes. Thinking of how it all lead to this one moment. He accepts not knowing whats going to happen placing one foot in the boat, He takes a seat. As the figure begins to row the boat the man stares up gazing upon the stars the full moon vibrant he focuses on it. He is in peace, he is calm he stops clenching his hand as he takes a deep breath leaning back. The boat slowly fades back into a silhouette fading away as the distance grows.

Written by: Gabriel Eric Bagtas One day, there was this boy walking with his dog in the park. He sat on the bench and chill then, someone caught his attention and it was his best friend with a beautiful woman, he went to his bestfriend and asked him “who is that woman” his bestfriend answered “my girlfriend” and asked back says “why” The boy answers “nothing”, then he goes home with his dog. All day he was looking for this woman’s name on fb and asked some of his friends and still says “your bestfriend girlfriend”. He can’t sleep well and keep asking he’s self “should I go and ask the girls name” “is he gonna find it suspicious?” “What will I do?” “My bestfriend or my feelings” an hour passed and he decided to directly ask the name of the woman to his bestfriend. Early in the morning he woke up and prepared to go to his bestfriend, he was in a hurry to go there but his bestfriend was not at home. So, he decided to go back to his house because it was already raining. He was on his way home and he saw his bestfriend and his girlfriend are dating in fancy restaurant full of happines and full of loved. A tear come down to his eyes and ask to himself “what do I expect?”. He got back at his home and go directly to his room while crying, he cry all night and keep thinking “should I tell that I liked her?” “should I say it even though it was my bestfriend’s girlfriend”. One week passed and realized that he don’t have a chance to this women and keep his feelings hidden deep inside of his heart.

Written by: Nathaniel Andrei Lumbao One night, I was outside walking towards home. Suddenly, I heard a noise getting louder and louder. I looked behind and saw a vehicle coming in my direction. Because of the dark, I wasn't able to see the vehicle very clearly but it kinda looks like a van from afar. Recently, the kidnapping rate in our community has risen. When the authorities checked the CCTV, they spotted a white van in almost every kidnapping case they have got. At that moment, I thought I'm gonna be the next victim so I ran as quickly as I could. Not long after, the van catches up to me. "This is it, I'm now a dead man" I said to myself. Moments later I was surprised as the van passed by. It turns out it's not a white van used by the kidnappers but an ambulance.

Easy-to-Make Creamy Champorado By: Light Jiezl S. Reyes I. Ingredients - 1 Cup Glutinous (Malagkit) Rice - Cocoa Powder / Tablea - 1 Can Evaporated Milk (Optional; You can also use Powdered Milk) - Sugar (to taste) - 1 1/2 Water II. Procedure - Wash the Glutinous Rice until it's completely clean. - Add Mineral/Distilled Water into the rice, Add your Preferred amount, Measure it very well. - Cook the rice, Wait for it to boil. - Melt the Cocoa Powder in warm water, Mix it well. - Once the Rice boils, make sure to add the Melted Cocoa Powder. - Wait for it to boil once more, After it boils, you can add the Milk and Sugar, Mix it very well. - Wait for it to cook That's it! This meal is perfect for the Cold season! Enjoy!

Written by: Yzza Dela Cruz One Day, I Came home from School very tired, I just taken down my garments, I wasn't able to change my clothes because of Tiredness. I went to my Bedroom to rest, I didn't even realize that i was already sleeping. Later on i wake up and go straight to the bathroom to change and to pee as well. Until i woke up again and felt something wet in my bed and in my clothes, Until i realized i didn't go to the bathroom and also didn't wake up.

Written by: Summer Andrea Beatriz J. Ocoma I was a very mysterious and quiet girl. My classmates never really talked to me. While waiting for the train going to school, I saw a handsome boy wearing our school uniform. Maybe he was my schoolmate. He approached me and introduced himself as Jake. He also mentioned that we’re in the same class. I was shocked since I don’t seem to remember having a classmate as handsome as him before but soon I realized that I don’t really know my classmates, maybe that’s why. We got on the train and decided to walk to school together. We chat endlessly while walking. While walking to our school's hallway, people are staring at us, they just can’t believe that a boy like him will talk and get close to a girl like me. As soon as we arrived at our classroom, he invited me to his house to hang-out, gave me his address and told me to go to his house on Saturday and I totally said yes. We separated seats afterwards. It was finally Saturday. I went directly to their house and knocked on the door. Surprisingly, an old woman opened the door. “Is Jake there?” I asked. “You’re looking for Jake?” she asked while her face was in full shock. “He was my son, he actually died a decade ago.”

Written by: Ann Valerie Dayao On a one cold night, an woman named Klare just got off from work. Klare walk from her workplace to the jeep terminal but there are no other available jeep other the one jeep with loaded with few passengers. Setting aside the awkward feeling as the passengers kept looking at her,she sat inside and waited for the jeep to take off. Minutes later had passed and the jeep wasn't still moving,When a man approached her and asked “What are you doing here miss?" She then replied “I just got off of my work and wanna go home since i’m tired,but this jeep wasn’t even moving and the passengers are keep looking at me weirdly.” “Passengers? Eh,” he then replied, the expression on the man’s face made Klare creep out but she still manage to ask, “Why does your face look like that?” the man then said“This jeep you we're sitting on got into an accident yesterday, all of the passengers inside including the driver died. So i was scared after hearing you say that the passengers were looking at you weirdly.” Klare just let out an awkward laugh and reply, “ I have no time for jokes sir,” she said as she slowly looks back inside the jeep just to found out that there are no other people inside the jeep other than her.

By: Caitlyn Rose R. Apuntar and Ryza Mae P. Angeles On a drizzling cloudy day, I drink hot chocolate as I feel the cold breeze on the balcony. I was watching the rain drops fall until the rain fully stopped and a rainbow appeared. The birds flew and went in the direction of the cemetery, where I could clearly see it from our balcony. My time and motion stopped as I realized that today was the day my deceased mother was born and that same day was the day that I first met a friend. While I am lighting the candle and placing the bouquet of flowers on my mother’s grave, I get flashbacks about my unusual and mysterious experience. My mother died due to a heart attack on October 25, 2018, a day before her 70th birthday. I was just 12 years old at the moment she died. Everytime time her birthday comes, I visit her grave with my cousins. It was the year 2020 and the birthday of my mother, which is October 26th. I was calmly putting lit candles and flowers on her grave when suddenly, a boy tapped my shoulders and asked if I could play with him for a while. I was stunned because it was so sudden and I don’t remember a boy my age wandering around except for my cousins who go somewhere to find something to eat. We played for a while, and I asked him what his name was. He then answered, "I am Gabriel Salvador." I felt that the name was kind of familiar, but then we continued to play and talk. We talked about different things, like my mom. I talked to him about my mother and my mother’s birthday. I then asked him if his birthday was to get to know him more. He then responded and said that his birthday is on December 4, 2007. He added that I can call him "Gab" as his friends used to call him. He has scars around his body, and he said that he got them from climbing trees. After talking for a while, I saw that my cousins were back and they were kind of curious about what was happening to me, as if they saw me talking to myself or to space. I showed them my friend Gab but they said that there was nothing. They didn’t believe me and thought that I was only doing it for pranks or to scare them, so they ignored it. I then looked at Gab and said that maybe my cousins are dizzy or have blurry vision. After that, I said goodbye since the dark was rising and we were going home. I added that I was going to meet him again tomorrow at the same place and time that we met. He smiled and went in the opposite direction. The next day, a sunny day rose, and I waited for the clock to tick at the same time as yesterday and went to the cemetery, alone. I was passing through on my way to my mother’s grave with a cold breeze and quiet surroundings. The atmosphere was kind of weird, but then I continued walking until I saw Gab and played again. We continued that for a week. During that week, every time I went to the cemetery, I always felt weird, but when I played with my friend, the feelings suddenly disappeared. After that week, November 1 came, All-Saint’s Day. I was buying food and beverages from the stall for my family members that were with me when I met him again. He asked if I wanted to follow him for a bit. I agreed. It was near my mother's grave, but there weren't a lot of people there. As we moved around, he smiled and sang a song, "I fell from a high tree with maniacs at the foot." I stood there frozen, the song's tune gloomy, and it reminded me of Gab and his scars. Everything that was moving suddenly halted, and my thoughts went blank as the voice became louder and louder. I covered my ears and closed my eyes till it stopped completely. I was speechless seeing my friend’s name, Gab's name, engraved on a grave. The grave contains his entire name, Gabriel Salvador, and a birthdate that was quite familiar to me: December 4, 2007, his birthday. The person passed away on September 23, 2020. I became puzzled by such things, leaned in, shook my head, and rubbed my eyes, but it was all reality. He vanished when I looked beside me. I looked all around the place for his presence, but he was nowhere to be seen. That's when I discovered he'd been a non-living thing all those days, and that day was his 40th day after death. I became friends with a ghost. I ran with fear to my family and tried to explain why I was breathing heavily and so scared, but they didn’t believe me again. After that day, I always go to church and I barely trust people, especially in the cemetery. It was a traumatizing experience that made me think that I would never go to the cemetery again when alone. Up until now, in these sixteen years of existence, I am still looking for my “unusual” friend named Gabriel, the boy with scars. CHARACTERS: Mica Gonzales: The main character that tells the story Gabriel Salvador: The character’s friend name and the “ghost” Fiction Story Written by: Ryza Mae P. Angeles (8-LOCSIN) Characters, time, and dates made by: Caitlyn Rose R. Apuntar (8-OLIVARES)

By: Light Jiezl S. Reyes and Stephanie Kith C. Martos A man named Steven works in Seven-Eleven at Bulacan as a cashier. One night after working overtime with his co-workers, Steven was invited to drink alcohol in an infamous bar. While drinking he and his co-workers are enjoying the night, he suddenly started talking about his life and his co-workers started laughing at him, After that, he got angry about the response that he received and then Steven shouted "I wish I listened to my parents and my life could've been better" and everyone looked at Steven as he walks out of the bar. A strange man was looking at him. Then the strange man followed him outside and talked to him. The strange man offered him a place to stay for the night and he said "yes". The strange man then revealed that his name was Victor as he gave him a glass of water, after drinking the water he felt dizzy and suddenly fell asleep. When he woke up he was so shocked he fell to the floor, he was a high school student!! He looked around to see that it was his old school. He rushed to ask a student "what’s the date today???" and the student replies “Today is June 18, 2002” He was shocked and asked himself “what happened while I was sleeping?” Then Steven remembered Victor, he then rushed to go outside of the school but he was called by a teacher, the teacher asked “Where do you think you’re going young man??” Steven replied, “Just looking for my classroom m-ma’am” The teacher then asked for his name and proceeded to show his classroom. While the teacher walked him to his class, he saw the teacher name tag and the teacher’s name was “Jasmine” he immediately realized that his teacher was his ex-girlfriend who is now his adviser in their old school. He stopped and thought that his life could’ve been better like Jasmine, that he should have finished school like his parents said, that he got lost in path with no light to guide him. Then everything hit Steven, he thought once again “THIS IS IT, THIS IS MY CHANCE TO CHANGE EVERYTHING I CAN RELIVE MY LIFE AGAIN!!” Then he stepped inside the classroom with a big smile and a new path, as he continued his new life with courage and enjoyed everything around him… Victor then goes inside his house as Steven is lying in the bed with computers and machines watching him while he was enjoying his new life inside his head. Victor then revealed his true identity as he shouted “FINALLY!! Subject 103 WAS A SUCCESS” as he observed Steven in his mind. Turns out he is collecting people as his lab rat for his experiments, and Steven is the only successful test subject he ever had. “It has been 5 months and the police haven’t found Steven yet, nobody knows where he is and whatever happened to him”, as Victor turned the television off and started walking toward Steven, he then whispered in a sinister voice… “you are not leaving this place, not until I decided to get rid of your rotting dead body…..”

By: Josefina P. Gatacelo and Juliana Francheska P. Gonzales I was driving in silence on the way to our home town, when my son speak and said that he need to use a comfort room. I drive faster, suddenly my son shout and cry while saying "mom, slow down. I'm afraid" I stop my car aside the street and suddenly I cried and say " im sorry, i don't want to abort you, i was too young that time, I hope your soul was in peace right now". Then after that the car field in silence, While im crying in mess i felt a hug, a cold one. My teenage memories flash back thru my mind, i was traumatized and depressed. I abort my son because i got raped when i was 15.

By: Khristen Jenica A. Pulumbarit It was lonely, I felt the ending of the world around me, panicking, most likely crying, I didn’t know what to do, Standing there alone like a statue. Seeing people suffer, While some use their power, Corruption is taking over, Humans and their eyes are still covered. Our world is slowly falling, The weather is confusing, Scientists are protesting, Aren’t you curious what is happening? Everything is slowly crumbling, Yet nobody is acting, Act now or regret, It’s now a choice between life or death.

Written by: Lance Bernard V. Tanghal On a rainy day in Bulacan, I saw you passing by, Waiting for a jeep called Karatig, Your patience is as long as the river in Pasig That's when i fell in love with you, It's like there's just something special with you, It is when I realise that love is true, Love is something that stopped me from being blue. Love is really uncontrollable, Once it hits you it's unstoppable, Every time I see you, My heartbeat rushes, When i'm around you the world stops and pauses. Love is something that is unique, It's something that can make you weak, It is something that you should seek, It can make you happy every week. You brought me sunshine when I only saw rain, You brought me laughter when I only felt pain, I don't think you know the love that I can give, I think loving you is my purpose to live.