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Quezon City, Philippines Philippines

Public Relation Officer

She was the girl in the waterwings, pretending she was flying through waves rather than barely staying afloat. Everyone always thought she was drowning, and how they cried for her, thinking she wouldn't be at the lake gasping for breath the next day. And every time she would dive under only to crash in with the tide, 10 seconds later. "I wasn't drowning, she would say, "I just wanted to know what it feels like to be so close to death, yet still hopeful. I'm not scared anymore, and you shouldn't be either." - They say every Monday morning, they would find her sprawled on the ground, limbs bent at unnatural angles, skin bearing contusions and cicatrices of every size and colour. The morni