PHILIP'S POV
"'Nay! 'Tay! Nasaan na kayo!?" (Mom! Dad! Where are you guys!?)Yell Martial "Kuya...." whispered the young phil "yes?" "Namatay na sila" (thier already dead) "ano?" (What?)
"Na--
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"PHILIP!" Yelled Martial "huh?.... yea-"
"Bro your crying everything ok?" "y-yea just had another dream about them again." I answered him. "*sigh*..... Go back to sleep we have to do some stuffs." He said "ok..."
*the next day*
I went downstairs and greeted Martial and went straight to the kitchen. 'Hmmmm.... what should i eat........... Ah! I know I'll eat Pancit canton.' I went to the cabinets and crab 1 pancit canton and cooked it.
*after eating, taking a bath and stuffs*
"You ready Philip?"
"Yup." Then we headed out. It was a quiet walk to the place where we were going then suddenly Martial stop walking. "Kuya? Are you ok-" I was cutted of by 'nay and 'tay "no.... it cant be"
Me and Martial started to sob while they were hugging us.
"I thought *hic you guys *sniff* died."i said. "Hm... we thought so too" Dad said.
181 words in my first chapter