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They also launched a fundraising campaign to help our jeepney drivers!
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This quaint little macaron cafe tucked in the streets of Quezon City along Scout Rallos boasts of unique and original flavors like Champorado, Ensaymada, and most recently, Cheetos. Over the weekend, we were able to sample some of their newest offerings such ...
 
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These celebs are known for giving back but so can you!
 1  The Jonas Brothers & Change for Children Foundation  When Nick was diagnosed with diabetes, the brothers formed the Change for Children Foundation to motivate kids to push forward despite hardship. You can also help inspire others by checking out the site's "Act ...
 
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You can still do your share in helping them start over.
A natural disaster hitting the country is always a difficult time, but rebuilding what was damaged and lost can be more challenging. A year has passed since Typhoon Yolanda's destruction, but the communities affected are still trying to get back on their ...
 
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Have you been searching for ways to help kids in need? Read and find out how you can lend a hand through the Matrix 8-Inch Cut for Cancer challenge.
As Coco Chanel once said, "A woman who cuts her hair is about to change her life." Last Saturday, Matrix, the no. 1 American Salon Brand in the world, went the extra mile by providing women the chance to not only change ...
 
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Grab the chance to be a superhero by supporting UNICEF's campaign.
Since October is National Children’s month and Halloween is just around the corner, it is only perfect that UNICEF launched the Trick-or-Treat for UNICEF Superheroes campaign.Now on its third year, the campaign is back to give special meaning to Halloween and to ...
 
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After last night's rumor that Justin was flying in today for a special visit to the Philippines, photos and videos are posted online confirming that he's in Tacloban.
News reports of Justin Bieber arriving in Manila this morning took Filipino Beliebers by surprise. Days leading up to his arrival, he had been using his Twitter account to gather donations for victims of Typhoon Haiyan/Yolanda. His last one being a very ...
 
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Taylor Swifts rocks out with a prince, One Direction performs on GMA, and more news you missed while you were busy listening to your teacher.
So apparently, Taylor Swift didn't just meet Prince William, she even got to share the stage with him and Jon Bon Jovi! They all rocked out to "Livin' On A Prayer" at the Winter White Gala in Kensington Palace. Lucky girl is living ...
 
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This is why we have so much love for our cover boys!
Only days before 1D Day (November 23rd in case you're living under a rock, but we're pretty sure you're not), the boys of One Direction took their Twitter accounts (with millions of followers!) to announce DEC's telethon in London for typhoon relief ...
 
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Arriane Serafico, wanderrgirl herself, brings hope and wanderr to Malapascua.
Join Arriane and guests this afternoon at 47 East Katipunan, QC to support Katipunan BaHAIYANihan. Candy EIC Marla Miniano will also be there to read some poems. See you there! ...
 
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Check out these week's tweets all about helping survivors of Typhoon Yolanda/Haiyan.
A family garage sale was Julia Barretto ‘s way of helping the typhoon victims, and her emerald green dress that she wore to her mall show in Tacloban was on the top of her list of things to sell.Holding a garage sale ...
 
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Celebrities urge fans to donate money to the Philippines because of Typhoon Haiyan.
A pretty little liar with a big heart! Lucy Hale tweets ways to help donate to the Philippines!Tragedy has struck the Philippines...go to @philredcross or http://t.co/sTHooUiBG6 to learn more and donate. Every bit is going to help!Shay Mitchell tweets a stronger spirit ...
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Kathreece Quizon 17 hours ago

Today, I am sharing my mother's story. I wish my mother was a constant in my life, like an angel who guards you to sleep and comes right there when you called. But angels come back home too, in heaven where they always belonged, and my mother went back a little early. My mother died when I was 13 years old. My last memory of my mother: Letting go when you are not yet ready is a very cruel thing that one has to ever experience. It is a sudden wave of total sadness and desperation crashing into your very core.

On the 28th of July 2013, we went to a resort in Bataan for the employees’ getaway. My parents own a 7-11 franchise, and it had always been a tradition to give their store clerks a get-together every year. I remember very well the last breakfast I had with my mother. The Sunday morning sky was clear and sunny, and the sea was calm and tranquil as we ate our breakfast on a cottage under the tall palm trees. She shared with us a strange dream she had the other night. She dreamt about an unknown woman holding an ice pick chasing her down on a dimly lit street, then she woke up just before the woman could grab her arm. We never knew what that dream exactly meant and now, I wished I never knew its meaning. After breakfast, my family and our employees decided to take a swim at the beach. The day was nice. The morning air may be chilly but the sun’s kiss on our skins gave us warmth. It was perfect. Everything is fine and the tides are low which made it very enjoyable to swim. We swam a little farther from the shore and we stopped to the point where the water reached our shoulders. We were talking about the good things in life and reminiscing the good old days. Those are the things that I’ve always loved about my family because I never had a meaningless conversation with them.

A few moments later, we heard a panicking call for help from one of our store clerks. It was Rachel. She was struggling to keep her head above water. She was already drowning but the odd thing was, she was only a few feet away from us. At first, we thought she was just playing around until we felt the sand in our toes dissolving like powder. It felt like as if the seafloor submerged deeper. I remembered sighting the shore and it seemed so close yet very far away. We were all panicking at that time. No one knew how to swim except my mother so without having second thoughts she swam towards Rachel and called out to my father, “Yung mga anak mo! Dalhin mo sa pampang yung mga anak mo!” and I never thought I already heard my mother’s last words to my father. I was paddling like a dog, gasping for air, as I say a little prayer to God to take us all back to safety. I felt my father grabbing our swimsuits, trying to lift our bodies so we can breathe even though he was also struggling to keep himself alive. Once I felt my toes touch the ground, there came a veil of relief that covered my whole body. As soon as my father and my sister made it to the shore we started calling out for help. There were no lifeguards on duty at that time, no personnel, nor guards. I saw my mother already floating in her stomach. We sighted a boat sailing nearby, we waved our hands and called for their attention. They almost ignored us because they cannot comprehend what we were trying to relay but the good thing was a passenger in the boat noticed my mother and Rachel in the water.

My mother’s body was laid on the shore. She was unconscious and her whole body was pale as white. My father performed CPR but my mother couldn’t get the water come out of her mouth because the food she ate earlier got stuck in her throat and blocked the passage. A concerned tourist offered his car to deliver my mom in a nearby health center or a clinic of some sort since the hospital was miles away from the beach and she needs immediate care. My father told us to stay in the hotel room and prepare mom’s belongings so that if she wakes up she has fresh clothes to change into. My sister and I finished packing our things and waited for our father to pick us up from the hotel. I was crying and I couldn’t stop myself because I was afraid to lose my mother. I couldn’t imagine what my life would be if I lose her that day. Moments lasted until we heard a knock on the door and it was my father, crying, and apologizing to us. He hugged me and my sister tightly and saying, “Sorry, anak, sorry hindi na uuwi si mommy, sorry hindi ko nasagip si mommy”. And that was the moment I felt sinking into the ground. I never knew what to feel at first. I was numb because my worries were now actually a reality that I have to live in. I was at shock because I am now one of the kids in those cliche teleseryes who lost a mother at an early age. We went to the health center to settle everything. The clinic was very small and it sure did lack equipment. He told us to stay in the car. I wanted to see my mom, but I know he never wanted us to see her like that. I didn’t know what to feel. I was having high anxiety levels that my stomach is churning and I wanted to vomit. I got off the car and entered the health center to find the restroom. When I was finding my way around, I passed by the emergency room. I saw my mother lying in a foldable bed, lifeless, her hands dangling from the side of the bed, she has violet bruises on her skin, and her body was partially covered with a white towel.

That is when it sunk into me that she’s dead and never coming back. My father asked the others to just commute back to Manila because what we need right now is comfort from our family. The drive back home was one of the most painful memory I had as a kid. My father was in the steering wheel crying his eyes out. We drove from Bataan to Pampanga. We went home to my grandmother’s house, the nearest house that we can call “home” because how are we still going to be “home” without her?

Once we reached Pampanga, we stopped over to the gas station and my father made some calls to our loved ones to tell them that my mother passed away. He then called my aunt to help him arrange for the funeral. We got home and my grandmother hugged us and told us to get some rest. Already tired of crying, I went to sleep for a while. I woke up and for a second, I thought everything that happened the other day was all just a dream. That she was there in Manila, sitting on the couch reading some furniture magazine, waiting for us to go home. But that’s how cruel life is, right? I got up and weirdly, I felt sands in the bed. It was gray, just like the ones on the beach. I thought maybe it was just dirt but it was a fair amount to believe that maybe she visited us before she left. - ?

- The part of how I conquered the grief of her passing is shared in my personal blog. I felt the need to share my story with everyone since she's the woman I look up to. Feel free to visit my personal blog too when you have the time. I love writing my stories. Thank You! link: http://qkathreece.wixsite.com/kathreecequizon/post/breaking-waves

Ry Fabella 18 hours ago

Hello! Sharing my first story in Wattpad!

TITLE: Whisper to the Stars AUTHOR: https://www.wattpad.com/user/withniji

GENRE: Teen Fiction/Romance STORY LINK: https://my.w.tt/Y3HeLPe9K7

Description: Ingrid Gianna "Gigi", a breadwinner of her family, has kept her feelings hidden for Hayme, her long time high school crush, because she has too much responsibilities in life; believing that she has no time for love. But, no matter how hard she tries to suppressed it for years, fate always finds its way....like it was already written in the stars.

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