“As days passed by, we became the best of friends. We were inseparable, really. We went to school together, eating lunch together, even in our school play we were in it, together. Then I thought, having someone you call as a friend, it felt amazing. It was surreal, maybe because she was my first friend for my whole 18 years of existence here.” I gazed at Peter, his face was calm but I could see sadness through his eyes.
“I could say that Stacey is the epitome of happiness. If you ever tried to be with her even for just a minute or so, you’ll feel comfortable in her side…” I let out small laugh.
The sun was just about to rise when I left the house. After everything had happened, I forgot that I still have some things in my locker. So I've decided to finally take all of it.As I approached SOMA, the sun was up already. It felt kind of heavy to be here again. There were tons of memories flashing in my mind.The campus was filled with birds' noises. It's a weekend, therefore there were no students roaming around the school.When I saw the
Three years later."Shh, little Quen. Here... here's your milk." I immediately grabbed the bottle of milk beside me, and let little Quen have his milk.I closed my eyes in frustration when he ignored me and continued on weeping."Oh, little Quen. Please stop crying, please, please. I need to go, now." I've wanted to cry together with him in frustration.
Lucas tiptoed his feet as they climbed upstairs. He was holding a cake in his other hand, while his son's hand on the other."Mommy won't like this. She hates waking up at midnight." Blue, their first born, said in a grumpy tone of voice.He wanted to laugh, because he knew that Blue was the one who hates waking up at this hour. But for sure, his son will be much annoyed at him. And a hundred percent sure, he won't cooperate with him anymore.
A cloudy day it is here inTórshavn, well it's always been like this since we came here. Cloudy and gloomy.I scrunched my nose while lying comfortably on our couch, thinking what to do. I'm actually getting bored because there's no new book to read.Maybe it's time to explore this town, and look for a bookshop.Me and my mom has been into twelve different town of different countries since I was just five. According to her,different places take you beyond the barriers of your imagination.And those are the words I live by.Karen, my mom is a painter, she is very cool and fun to be with. I can open freely everything to her. She's
I got scared knowing that I am lost in this unfamiliar town. Inhale… exhale… inhale… exhale.Then, I saw a football field. Few players were inside, playing and fooling around. But I think this is how they do their warm-up.I felt a bit jealous to these guys. I al
"Mr. Schmidt, we want to keep her condition confidential and I would like to request that you treat her as a normal student of this school." My mother told the Principal of this school.She then innocently placed both of her hands on her lap, and gave her sweetest smile.I was just sitting quietly beside h
As time passed by, I realized that this is how it feels like to be a student. You were listening and registering everything what the teacher's talking about in your mind.I took out my notebook and ball pen, then started writing. I have a nice penmanship though, all letters were in italic form and I am doing it unconsciously. A nurse in America was the one who noticed it.
"So what do you like? The line's getting longer." The lady continued. I take a look back at the line and she's correct."Oh, sorry. A slice of banana and garlic bread, and some pasta." She looked at my body, examining from top to bottom.
Lucas tiptoed his feet as they climbed upstairs. He was holding a cake in his other hand, while his son's hand on the other."Mommy won't like this. She hates waking up at midnight." Blue, their first born, said in a grumpy tone of voice.He wanted to laugh, because he knew that Blue was the one who hates waking up at this hour. But for sure, his son will be much annoyed at him. And a hundred percent sure, he won't cooperate with him anymore.
Three years later."Shh, little Quen. Here... here's your milk." I immediately grabbed the bottle of milk beside me, and let little Quen have his milk.I closed my eyes in frustration when he ignored me and continued on weeping."Oh, little Quen. Please stop crying, please, please. I need to go, now." I've wanted to cry together with him in frustration.
The sun was just about to rise when I left the house. After everything had happened, I forgot that I still have some things in my locker. So I've decided to finally take all of it.As I approached SOMA, the sun was up already. It felt kind of heavy to be here again. There were tons of memories flashing in my mind.The campus was filled with birds' noises. It's a weekend, therefore there were no students roaming around the school.When I saw the
“As days passed by, we became the best of friends. We were inseparable, really. We went to school together, eating lunch together, even in our school play we were in it, together. Then I thought, having someone you call as a friend, it felt amazing. It was surreal, maybe because she was my first friend for my whole 18 years of existence here.” I gazed at Peter, his face was calm but I could see sadness through his eyes.“I could say that Stacey is the epitome of happiness. If you ever tried to be with her even for just a minute or so, you’ll feel comfortable in her side…” I let out small laugh.
I’ve witnessed an angel sets her majestic feet here on earth.Never expected this angel would appear in my existence.As this creature spread her wings,
With just three rings, he answered it immediately. I noticed that he just came out from the company he's working in. Roger greeted me joyfully, he badly wanted to go in here with Brook and his children to celebrate with us, but unfortunately, there's a project for him that needed to be finished immediately because of being absent for two weeks.I truly understand my dad. And I am so glad for him to greet me even just a phone call. Brook and Thorn, who were both in the house, joined the video call to greet me as well. Thania wasn't there, because she flew back in California to take her exam. But she sends her regards at me through a text message.As
"Happy birthday, to you. Happy birthday, to you." Karen, William and Lucas chorused as they sing the Happy Birthdaysong for me.They were all wearing a color red shirt, with matching party hats in their heads. Lucas was the one holding my cake with a number 18 candle on the top of it. I cannot help not to show a sunny and childlike smile to them.This was the exact picture as I celebrate my other birthdays. Me lying on the bed, watching myguestsas they pour their heart singing just to see me smile. But this year's a bit di
“It’s alright, baby. Let it all out.” Lucas tried to comfort me with his words. I sat down on the floor, my body felt weak and emotional right now.There is no one that could save me.Then I just felt my tears falling uncontrollably onto my face. Lucas was there to catch me in his arms.“Come on, get up. We’ll get you the hospital.” Lucas nuzzled closely to me, but I pulled myself from him.“Luc
Of course, both of my fathers’ thought of something to torture Lucas, and by torture they meant is to play Jengga with their hands dipped in iced cold water before they have their turns. If my Lucas lose, and I quote from: “Thee des’rve not our daught’r, and we might not but strip off thy labeleth as h’r own boyfriend.” You don’t deserve our daughter, and we must strip off your label as her boyfriend.Well, thankf