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Tacloban City, Philippines
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My Parents’ Separation
A Confession of a Broken Heart
(Laarny Deceo Lague)
It was there – standing in the middle of the SATTI Plant under the heat of the summer of April 16, 2004 – that I first realize how my world was about to end. All the happy times, the sweet goodbyes, the crazy laughter, the warm embraces, and the tender kisses . . . all gone. There is nothing left but despair . . . and pain. Pain that tears my whole being apart. . . I could hardly breathe.
And there I was left . . . alone,. .empty,. . ‘broken’. I didn’t even felt weak or even weaker , nor felt strong. I’m no longer on my senses.