Fiction

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Ex-Future Mother-In-Law

I always think the reason is me – I doubted myself, in a way. I thought that she looked down on me, or that she doesn’t like me at all. But logically thinking, no one in the right mind can dislike someone she has not met before. No one can judge someone she has never even seen personally. And this thought led me to a realization that perhaps...

My True Love

Have you ever been in love? Did you ever feel that sudden rush of elation and indescribable feeling that makes you smile whenever you think of him? Or you feel like sitting on the soft, fluffy clouds whenever your eyes meet? Yes! I think among all human experiences, nothing can beat the experience of being in love. Even when you were once hurt by it and regret everything about it, still you would say, "it’s all worth every tear." How much more if the experience is filled with so much happiness, that you wouldn’t want it to end, or you want it to last forever...

Tequila Girl

She stands by the bar next to me thinking what she will order next. She is drinking like crazy all-night and she wants something different.

The bartender smiles at her and asks, "What do you want, sweetie?"

Before the bartender come over, she had seen some bottles stocked near the corner where she stands. Now that the bar is busy, she figured she'd try something silly.

My Pandora's Box

Ever since I was a little girl, I've kept my silence. My mom will always fight my own battles for me as she knows how I am (mother knows best). I let people walk all over me and in the end, just cry on to my mom's shoulders and just have her fight my battles for me.

Lost In Translation

As day pass me by, I can't help, but wonder how lost I am here. I don't feel at home. I don't feel at ease. Yes, people, I finally admit that being in the west is not what I can call "home". The east sounds so inviting, plus all of my friends are awaiting for my return! Life here differs so much from there. It's like being in another world. A world where time stood still and goes in slow motion. Being there gives me such a rush. A rush that I never felt before, not even back home.

Just a Talk

Friday afternoon, the usual end of the week office meeting. I took a bus. It was a seven-hour ride from my province. I put on my earphone and begun listening to the list of songs in my iPod.

Psychic Runner

While cooling down after my usual run, a sexy blond girl with blue eyes captured me like armed robbery. She stared at me intensely and said...

Journal Entry

September 23, 1990.

I am yearning... yearning for the time when I will have enough power to destroy this world. This filthy unpurified place you call HOME.

Twisted Thinking

I stood there, outside his room, waiting. With my head bowed down and my eyes shut tightly, I kept on replaying what had happened. Everything that happened.

Legna

War. Lost lives. The fire that tears lovers apart. The flames of war are ablaze once again.

“General --- we are losing men. We need you and your troops ---”

Legna sat on his chair and kept on looking at the window. He was pretending to be serious in listening to the captain’s request for back-up.

“General Legna!”

Raindrop Moments

She smiles with her dreamy eyes.

"I love the rain."

"Even when it makes the power fail?"

He asks as he wipes a raindrop off her nose.

5 AM

I end up all the way through the late hours of the night, unprepared. I have no energy left and too tired to fall asleep. I make an effort to decide in which direction to settle, which room, which comfort, if any?

Not Enough Time

Have you ever felt like the world is revolving without you?

It alarms me how the earth could consume me up whole and nobody would even notice. Everyone seems to have to be somewhere, to meet someone, to do something, and they all pass by me with their little goodbye waves and farewells as they trek off to the next agenda on their checklist.

Charming Girl

She walks with modest curve, eyes recognizable and hair flowing. Her long, slender legs quietly seek out the ground, with one step gracefully before the other. Her hips sway from side to side like the soft melody of a Congo drum. Her luscious lips slightly curve into a small, secret smile, as she probably remembers of a private joke she had heard the day before.

Charming Guy

He introduces himself to her and gives out his hand. She shakes it with such confidence and smile, with such bursting congeniality that she almost surprises herself. Since when was she this good at introductions? Now only if she remembers where she left her voice... time stood still for a moment and she finds herself stuck in half a breath ago.

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