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Chapter 17: We are a prisoner of our past
"Nice kick, Ruskin!" That one made a tie score of 2:2. I pursed my lips to stop myself from smiling but I can't help it. Nilingon ko ang malayong bleachers kung nasaan ang ilan sa mga kaklase namin. They gave me a thumbs up for that one nice kick. Pawisan na ako pero hindi naman iyon sagabal para mag-enjoy ako sa labang ito dahil sa malamig na ihip ng hangin. Habang tumatagal ang laban ay nawawala ang kaba ko. Ngunit nanatili ang mabilis na kalabog ng aking dibdib at sa pagkakataong ito ay dahil sa pagod at hingal. This would be the third game. Isa na lang ay finals na. Hindi ko akalaing ganito kagagaling ang mga naging kagrupo ko. Ilan pala sa kanila ay naturuan din ni Rafael. Ngayon ko nasiguro na talagang magaling siya. Malaki ang ngiti ko nang muling humabol sa bola. Patungo kaming
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