Me: (mumbling filipino curses).... (Silent at her room)
France: (shivers) .....
Noah: She's curse.. She only do that when she's angry..
Wreya: (appeared) ... She hates herself..
France: She's afraid to lose them..
Noah: she couldn't help them.. Now they all are almost 6 feet grave..
Me: (keep cursing)
France: A lot have judge her, a lot have left her, a lot have hate her.. Not knowing the things she's been through.
Noah: I feel sorry for her...
Wreya: She wanted to die..
Me: Lumalapit lang kayo kasi ako yung may kakayahan.. Pero sa totoo wala akong halaga. Ta*** bakit ako pa ang sinansabihan nyo na may kutsilyo ka sa dibdib mo.... Ako na rito ang sinisira mo.. Wala ka ngang paki kung nagaalala ako sayo. Pu*** wala akong kwenta... Di nga ako sapat eh.
France: Tagalog...
Noah: Please.. Pray for her.. Pray for her friends.. She's already in depression mode..
France: NarOa will be delayed. She might leave for a week because of this. Please.. Dont leave her. God bless
