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Hi, my name is Christian Paduga and this is my friend Reme Capin. One night we attended a dance at the barangay hall and were having a really good time. But soon it was time to go home. On the way back we were both shot several times. In fact people at the dance heard the gunshots but ignored them because they were having too good a time dancing. You could say that was the last dance for me and Reme because we both bled to death in the grass while everyone was dancing the night away back at the barangay hall. At least we got our pictures in the paper.
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| https://cebudailynews.inquirer.net/238189/danao-city-murder-two-friends-killed-after-attending-benefit-dance |
Quoting results of their initial investigation, Gomez said that Nangka residents heard several gun bursts at dawn today, but ignored these because they were still enjoying the benefit dance that was organized by the barangay.
Hi, my name is Roger Laquina. I'm a pastor of a Protestant church amongst the Manobo tribe. My daughter's fiancee messed up the traditional dowry so I forbade the wedding from taking place. She didn't listen to me so I hacked her up with a bolo and then I hacked a random neighbour. While in jail I complained of stomach pains so the cops agreed to take me to the hospital. On the way I asked if they could stop so I could pee. When they did I grabbed one of the cops' guns and then his partner shot me in the head. I made it the hospital dead on arrival.
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| https://newsinfo.inquirer.net/1127811/cops-kill-manobo-protestant-pastor-who-hacked-daughter-2-neighbors |
Hi, my name is Benjie Dela Rosa. I'm a pretty bad dude. My neighbours know me as a toughie who likes to threaten others with his gun. One time I was even arrested on murder charges but luckily for me the case was dropped. Just for kicks I decided to take my cousin and his friend hostage. Surprisingly the police were summoned and they showed up with weapons drawn. We exchanged a few shots and I ended up shooting my cousin. Nothing serious though. Just a flesh wound. However the cops kept firing at me hitting several places in my body and now I am dead.
Hi, my name is Gerry Dabucol. On Independence Day my friend Edsan Canillo, you might know him as Pretty Boy, and I went to a disco dance at the barangay hall. We were talking and it got all heated which lead to my friend getting knife and plunging it deep into my chest. It was totally out of the blue. I don't understand what happened. Hopefully I will be able to continue my work as a masyador which means I call cockfight bets at the cockpit.
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| https://cebudailynews.inquirer.net/238965/pretty-boy-stabs-masyador-friend-in-barangay-sawang-calero |
H, my name is Buboy. I'm a stray dog. Even though I am a stray I had a man who took care of me for four years, gave me food, patted my head, an called me good boy. Sadly he died and the whole nation saw my picture as I wept over his casket. I got a lot of attention over that photo but no one came to give me food or pat my head and call me a good boy. No one came to take me home either. Without my adopted master I was left on my own. One night I was following a guard hoping for scraps and love when I decided to cross the highway. That's when I was hit by a car and died.
"This mind-numbing incident, a tragic end to Buboy's story, mirrors how we neglect the loyal and loving askals — exposing them to dangers even when we have the chance to take care of them. They deserve better — loving families and secured homes," it said.
"When animal-loving people want to bring home a dog, we allow them. When abandoned dogs have that chance to be in a loving and secured home, we also have to give them that. They just simply deserve better."
Hi, my name is Ronnie Obenza. I was a seaman for a long time until I married and settled down. One night I hopped on my bicycle and rode over to my ancestral house to turn on the lights. On the way back a motorcyclist shot me. When I fell he shot me a few more times in my head and body. I have no idea why. I had no enemies as far as I knew. But now I am dead.
Hi, my name is Jason Eric Keller. I had been living the good life in Davao since February 2017. As an American I can stay in the Philippines for up to three years on a tourist visa and with the depreciated peso my savings goes real far. Unbeknownst to me in December 2018 a court in Connecticut charged me "with enticing a child to engage in sexual activity and also for receiving child pornographic materials." I had no idea there was a warrant for my arrest or that my passport had been revoked. So I was shocked when I tried to extend my visa and was promptly arrested. I don't know how long I will be detained by the BI before I am deported but eventually I will be making my back to the USA.
Hi, my name is Regina Orbes. I am a Zumba teacher. While driving down the highway on my motorcycle I was gunned down by an assassin. I have no idea by who or why and neither does the PNP. Chalk me up amongst the hundreds of unsolved motorcycle murders that occur in the Philippines each year.
Hi, my name is Reynaldo Sitoy. My younger bother Eduardo and I were arguing and it got very heated. So heated that we scrambled off to get weapons with which to fight each other. In a rage I grabbed my trusty knife and ran back to stab Eduardo but alas for me he brought a gun. They say never bring a knife to a gun fight and I can attest to that truth for my little brother shot me in the head and now I am dead.
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| https://cebudailynews.inquirer.net/239290/construction-worker-shoots-dead-elder-brother-in-cordova |
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