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Para akong batang naliligaw sa isang palaruan. Lumilinga-linga ako sa paligid, tinitingnan ang mga tao. Nagbabakasakaling isa sa kanila ay mahingan ko ng tulong. Matulungan ako. They all looked oblivious of everything that was happening to me. Without any idea to what I was experiencing. The past few weeks have been the toughest days of my life. All I did was to anticipate whether something worse will come, or if there's any more terrifying and frightening moments left for me to take. Papalapit sa underground dining facilities ng hotel ay mas naging marahas ang kalabog ng dibdib ko. Sa likuran ko, about a meter away, was a man who was told to lead me to him. But it was as if I was actually the one leading him to the restaurant dahil ako ang nauuna. The black American guy, Wesley, gave