Kiloa
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The sun burst its scurging heat in the middle of the day in Manila. Summer is really here. 'How I wish, I could go back in the water' thought of the teenage girl named Kiloa. 'If only...' she thought. When all she did was have a deep sigh.
"Thinking much?"exclaimed from the voice afar. It was Kiloa's mother. Cristy gave birth to Kiloa at the age of twenty. The man who caused her deep pain, left her with no words or even letter, to explain the sudden disappearance. Kiloa's father is a Black American. That gives her that beautiful morena skin, curly thick hair and brown eyes. Cristy, as a young woman at her age, and being an orphan, getting pregnant at that time, makes her anxious alot. And...
The sun burst its scurging heat in the middle of the day in Manila. Summer is really here. 'How I wish, I could go back in the water' thought of the teenage girl named Kiloa. 'If only...' she thought. When all she did was have a deep sigh.
"Thinking much?"exclaimed from the voice afar. It was Kiloa's mother. Cristy gave birth to Kiloa at the age of twenty. The man who caused her deep pain, left her with no words or even letter, to explain the sudden disappearance. Kiloa's father is a Black American. That gives her that beautiful morena skin, curly thick hair and brown eyes. Cristy, as a young woman at her age, and being an orphan, getting pregnant at that time, makes her anxious alot. And...