Somewhere Someday
I can’t even remember what I did in the CMLIs. I think I spoke or something. All I really cared about then was going to Baguio with my new friends. We got really close, and it was neat because we were all from different schools. We even sang songs on the bus on our way back to Manila; but the bus ride was sad, because in the end, we all had to go our separate ways.
My dad










