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One Nite When I Dreamt

"Hi. This is Fruscia. Can we meet somewhere?" Uh-oh. Not a prankster again."Hi. I'm Fruscia. He wanted you to have this, " a lady in a slaty blue blazer and slacks approached me."Oh, thank you!" my eyes managed to gleam with excitement despite the clammy palms behind. "Really?" I mumbled."C'mon. Go on, girl. Discover what's inside." She twisted her lips for a smile, the sweetest she ever could then walked away feeling it was the nicest thing she had ever done."L'il Sis, - " the letter went. "I know it's hard to get hooked on with that lub-dub-lub-dub thing. You're just seventeen, so young. There'll be lotta things that'll happen. You're prince charming is yet to come... Frankly, I want to share the same feeling but I know it's a big no-no. If you'll ask me why, I dunno. I just can't. I remain to be your big bro and you my l'il sis."That serene midnight, I woke up just to realize with the snoring of Manang that everything was just a dream. I lay back to bed.Kuya |~|?**|*|\|. Kuya |~|?**|*|\|. Kuya |~|?**|*|\|."Ahhh!!! Kuya |~|?**|*|\| lahat. |~|?**|*|\|, |~|?**|*|\|, |~|?**|*|\| lahat. If I know, sira - Oo, sira na nga. Hay naku, (!?*$+*, magpakatino ka nga. Ba't ba nagkakagayan ka, ha? |~|?**|*|\| na lang na paulit-ulit. Kahapon, ngayon, bukas. Pasaway na hypothalamus 'yan. 'Wag pabiktima kay Cupido. @#$% talaga! Ano bang nakain mo? Anooo baaang nangyayari sa 'yo?!"At last, I woke up to reality. So I was so much relieved!!!

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