Unspoken Feelings

Poem By; Jan Christine Pedaria

Friends and family love you no matter what you do,

Friends and family Always help each other though.

Having wonderful people to help you along,

They encourage and inspire you to stay strong.

Friends and family are the trees of strength,

When you need their help, they'll go to any length.

They never judge you, just give you lots of love,

What wonderful blessings they are from God above.

Friends and family keep in touch,

You can lean on them, they'll be your crutch.

They email or call day by day

And for each other they always pray.

Poem By: Mary Cris Lucero

Your friend is your needs answered

.He is your field which you sow with love and reap with thanksgiving.

And he is your board and your fireside.

For you come to him with your hunger, and you seek him for peace.

When your friend speaks his mind you fear not the "nay" in your own mind,

nor do you withhold the "ay."

And when he is silent your heart ceases not to listen to his heart;

For without words, in friendship, all thoughts, all desires, all expectations are born and shared, with joy that is unacclaimed.

When you part from your friend, you grieve not;

For that which you love most in him may be clearer in his absence, as the mountain to the climber is clearer from the plain.

And let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit.

For love that seeks aught but the disclosure of its own mystery is not love but a net cast forth: and only the unprofitable is caught.

And let your best be for your friend.

If he must know the ebb of your tide, let him know its flood also.

For what is your friend that you should seek him with hours to kill?

Seek him always with hours to live.

For it is his to fill your need, but not your emptiness.

And in the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures.

For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.

 Short Story By: Mary Crist Lucero

Once upon a time, a boy was walking through a wood and he thought he could hear a sad cry, as though someone was crying while singing. Following the sound he came to a big, round, mysterious, grey fountain. The sad sobbing seemed to be coming from the fountain pool. The boy swept aside the pool's dirty surface water and saw a group of grey fish swimming in a slow circle through the pond. With each lap they made, their little voices opened and out came the sobbing sound.

Amused by this, the boy tried to catch one of these incredible talking fish. But when he stuck his arm into the water it turned grey right up to the elbow. As this happened, a huge sadness entered into him, and he suddenly understood how sorrowful the fish was feeling. He felt just like the earth on his arm; dirty and contaminated.

He quickly pulled his arm out of the water, and ran from that place. But the arm stayed grey, and the boy continued feeling sad. He tried so many times to cheer himself up, but nothing worked. That was, until he realised that if he were to make the Earth happy then that happiness would be, in turn, transmitted back to him, through the earth on his arm.

From then on he set about looking after the countryside. He cared for the plants, he did what he could to keep the water from being polluted, and he encouraged others to do the same. He was so successful that his hand started to recover its normal colour. When the grey had disappeared completely, he started feeling happy again, and he decided to go and visit the fountain. When he was still some way from the fountain he could hear the fish singing happy hymns, and he heard them joyfully splashing in the crystal clear waters of that magic fountain.

It was plain to see that the Earth had returned to its original happiness; and the boy felt even happier at the sight.

Short Story By: Darren Nacua

He would makes pancakes for her, with barries and honey. And she would lift the hem of here skirt. and she would build him a fire and he would make her a card, drawing a picture on the front, of tress and one purple finch. And they would look at each other at the end of the day and say now what should we do? We should be friends forever and hold each others hand and tell each other when we have something stuck between our teeth and tred anecdotes and say oh you told me this before but i live hearing you tell it, so tell it to me again and you should untie my snickers when I am weary and I will wear the silky aquanarine robe when you want me too.

Short Story By: Angel Grace Malalis

In a peaceful house at the center of the forest only Gelay and her 4 pig pets whom she consider as her friends living there. One night when gelay is sleeping one of her pet walked at the forest in the middle of the night. In that forest it was said that there are hunters who usually hunt at night. When gelay woke up she immediately noticed that one of her pet was gone. She was so worried because she knew the story of the hunters. The pig was a big part of her life . When she was in the forest she met a handsome guy riding in a red horse

"Excuse me beautiful lady, it's so dangerous for a woman to be in a forest like this. what are you doing here?" The guy asked

"I'm looking for my pet"gelay

"Well I can help you"the guy said

"Oh thank you but I can handle this"-gelay

"No, I insist!"- guy

"Uhmm okay if you insist"- gelay

They crossed the edges of the forest to find her pet finally after an hour of finding her pet they found it .

"Thank you for helping me"-gelay

"It's my pleasure"- guy

"Goodbye"-gelay

"Goodbye"-guy

Days pass gelay can't forget the guy who helped her. She go back to the forest and she met the guy again.

"What are you doing here?" -guy

"I'm looking for you"-gelay

"But why?"-guy

"I just want someone to talk to"-gelay

"Okay "-guy

They talked a lot of things . It was the day gelay was so happy . She went home and she told her pets about what happened during that day .

Her pet plays a big role in her life. They are her friends, family, partners. Everytime she meets that guy she already has a living diary and that's her pets.

Short Story By: Mhea Shane Aratea

The moon gives light of darkness of the night and the people

are all sleeping peacefully but there's a girl who standing

at unknown place and she don't know why she get there. After

a couple of minutes she hear a sound a scary sounds kwak-kwak!

That's why she run and run until she reached in the middle forest, she's

scared and nervous at that time but she need to run and be brave to find

someone to help her until she saw a house just a house but a mansion.

She enter in the mansion and no one is there so she decided to live here

temporarily for a shelter but after how many days someone knocks the door

tok-tok-tok! And there's a girl shouted wake up! Wake up your getting late.

Now i realized it's just a big joke, iy's a dream so i get up and prepared for school.

Short Story By: Maricor Dacillo

A woman went to her bestfriend and said; "My husband had an affair. This morning he admitted it to me. But I don't mind about it."  "Yeah it shows. How come you are calm about it?" replied the best friend. "Did you not get angry to the other woman of your husband? Gosh, you're even smiling"

The woman spoke with confident, "at first I was  really shocked. In fact, I cried and started a fight. Then, my husband calmly explained. He said that he did not really love the mistress. He had an affraid because he pitied the other lady who is already old and very ugly," 

"Is that so?" answered the bestfriend. "Next time we meet he's gonna get it!"

Poem By: Maricor Dacillo

My life is like a river that begins to dry

like a bird in a cage don't have freedom to fly

When my flowers got bloom you begin to fade

And the reason of this pain is you my friend

What should I do rto have you back

I'm not comfortable if your not around

My heart gets bleed

And it seems my whole world is dead

Yet I don't know if your still alive or what

 Just give me a sign not to give up

I'm ready to wait until you come back

So come home now, i'll give you a hug

Let time pass by until I die

But i'll never give up when I'm still alive

I'm afraid to say goodbye

so come home now to continue what we have

Short Story By: Raguellea Caidic

In a famous pastry shop, there was this young boy who always visit and look for the cakes and cookies in the said shop. He would always go there at exactly 7 o'clock in the evening just to look and stare to the chocolate cakes. Unfortunately he couldnt buy the cake because the money he had are only enough for the foods and medication of his sick mother. The boy dreamed to have a cake for his upcoming 10th birthday on the next day because he never tasted a cake in his 9th year of existence and he hoped that he could taste it in his 10th birthday . In a young age he learned to earned money through his labor because his father left them before he got to see the world. His body and age may define that he is still a kid but his thinking and perception skills are already matured enough because of his life experiences through the years.

He left the pastry shop with a slumped shoulders and head down knowing that he couldn't buy the cake that he wanted for his birthday but he was very persistent to buy the cake and so he worked hard that evening just to have enough money to get the chocolate cake. Truly before the sun arises he finally got the exact amount of money for his chocolate cake. He was very happy as he received the money because he would finally know what the cake taste like.

At exactly 7:00 o'clock in the evening he went to the shop to buy the chocolate cake but he was surprised that his desired cake was not displayed to it's place so he asked the owner. The owner answered that it was sold out just before he came in. The information broke his heart and he couldn't contain his emotion so he cried loudly not minding the people surrounding him. Minutes later a worker from the famous shop approached him because he was crying for how many minutes that got them worried. The worker asked him what was wrong, the boy continued crying while he tell the reason why. The worker laugh at his statement and gave his reserved cake for her girlfriend just to let the boy stop from crying. And so the boy stopped crying as he saw the chocolate cake in front of his face, the happiness was very evident to his eyes and the big smile just confirmed how happy he was at the moment. The boy took his money in his shorts to pay the good Samaritan but the good Samaritan declined, he said that giving comes from the heart and you should not expect any return.

20 years from that day the young boy was already an owner of a big pastry shop and there is a young girl that is looking at the cakes intently. He asked the little girl why she was looking at the cakes and the little girl answered that she wants that chocolate cake for her grandpa's 80th birthday today. The owner was touched by the compassion of the little girl for his grandpa so he decided to just give the cake to the little girl. The happiness of the girl was very evident that leads him to remember the unforgettable moment before. He came back to reality when the little girl gave him a piece of paper and asked him about his name and phone number to contact him and pay for the cake but instead of putting his name he wrote the words "Giving comes from the heart and you should not expect any return. "

The little girl went home with a cake on her hands. As soon as he saw his grandpa he gave the cake to him and the piece of paper. Her granpa was wondering where his apo got the cake because she doesn't have money with her but as soon as he read the message in the piece of paper he already concluded that the young boy that he lended the cake before grow as a good man and has a good heart.

TRULY WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND.

Poem By: Jessa Mae Basubas

Its hurt to think

I'm not the one who can make a smile

To a person like you

But still I'm loving you

Secretly

 

I wish, just once in your life

I can make you smile

A smile that I always

Wanted to see

Each and everyday

 

Why, why you?

Now, I'm wishing to the sky

To fade away

This feelings if in the end

I'm just only your friend