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EOW Chapter 5

OPEN UP!

 

Darkness befell the land as the monk brought Renztnah and Deborah back to a monastery. It was a mix of modern technology and medieval building. He opens the basket and Deborah got out first. ” Thank you so much for this…monk person Where are were?”. The monk smiled and said “I am summy. You guys should be safe. This is a monetary and guards Usually leave this place alone.” Renztnah was really tired when he got out of the basket. ” Thank you so much!!! I got by Renztnah these days. I can’t do this anymore ūüė• the past 48 hours have just been non-stop near-death experiences. I just want to go home!” He complained. Deborah rolled her eyes at him and said to summy and said: “I am going to need a hot shower and new clothes”. summy looked at them and said “of course, we have some donates clothes. We also have a lot of spare rooms since all of the monks are out on call by the king. I am the only one taking care of the place. If you can please follow me.” He then leads them where their rooms are and showed them where the shower was. He then went to get them a pair of clothes. While he was gone Deborah whispered to Renztnah “Hey, do you think we can trust this guy? He looks very fishy. I mean he seems nice but a little too nice ūüėĎ”. Renztnah jabs her with his right elbow whispering back “shhh he could hear us. Or maybe He’s just a nice guy who saved our buts when your psycho friend was about to murder us like he did to those random guys shooting at him.” Deborah looked back at him and said: “that freak isn’t my friend!” Before Renztnah could answer back her back summy was back with the clothes in his hand and said ” Here’s for you and for you” as he handed them their new clothes and shoes. They smiled in unison and Renztnah said in a nervous voice “thank you again for all of this. We are very grateful for everything”. “No problem, you can use the shower to the right and you to the left. I am going to make dinner while you two get yourself fixed up. The dining room is 3 rooms away to the right when you guys are done ok?” He replied before leaving. Deborah and Renztnah took their clothes and each when to shower on their separate corners. The shower system somehow looks like one from the 21st century. After they finished, they joined summy for dinner. “We’re having what my ancestors called pepperoni pizza tonight!” Summy exclaimed. They each took their seats. Summy made then bow their heads to pray. As they begin to eat no words were being said. Renztnah awkwardly tries to break the ice “so, how long Have you live here?” Summy pauses for a second and said “I have been here my whole life. I have never even left this village before.” “Oh, that’s nice. If you don’t mind me asking, are your parents religious and devoted you to religious service?” Renztnah asked curiously. “Well, they didn’t really have a choice. The current lord of this manor took their land and they couldn’t afford to raise me. So they gave me up as a baby to the monetary.” Summy explained is a low voice tone. Deborah angrily got up took a slice of pizza and left the room stomping her feet. “Deb, what’s wrong? I am sorry if she’s acting so rude.” Renztnah said in a nervous voice. “No, it’s okay. I understand how she must feel. This is why she left this place” summy said continuing eating his food. Renztnah paused for a second and shocked in realization asked: “wait, you know her?!” Summy quickly swallowed his food and nervously explained “not personally but due to her status I am pretty sure everyone in this manor knows of her”. Renztnah looked at his food in confusion and looked back at summy asking “status?!” Summy then smiled when he realized how little Renztnah knew of her. ” I guess she hasn’t told you huh? Deborah Okela Elizabeth the third of Reye is her full title. She’s the daughter of the lord of this manor. She and her parents had a falling out a few years ago and she left this manor because she didn’t like the way her family ran the place. So I am sure her learning my situation probably brought back a lot of unhappy memory for her.” Summy explained as he poor some grape juice for himself and Renztnah. “I don’t get how any of this works. Look, I am not really from here I don’t think. I don’t even know my own name. The name I told you about earlier is from a t-shirt. All I have are just vague memory in my head of a woman with kids. Deb did give me a brief summary of this whole spark thing but that’s about it. can you please give me a quick history of everything?” Renztnah asked as he took a sip of his drink. Summy took a deep breath and pause “let me start it this way. This planet is a world of war and hardship. A few million years ago the human race became the dominant race. Most of these humans were for the most part non spark sensitive. But in the earlier years of what they called 21st century, 2020’s the exact year isn’t known. But due to an arms race, humans unleash a virus the world had never seen before and that changed everything. The bioweapon was initially supposed to wipe out another country’s population but it got out of control and end up killing about 1/4 of the world’s population. Anyone who was elderly and with weak immune systems died. But that was only the beginning. After that, a massive volcano erupted in what was called North America and wiped out half of that continent’s population. Then after then due to human greed they ended up getting an asteroid they tried to mine for resources sent to earth and falling on the landmass called Europe. After that, nothing was the same. Some debate to this day if those events are what caused spark users to come to the existence or if they have always existed but was just kept as a secret to the public. Either way, they became the main force for the new arm’s race for the remaining nations of this planet to fight for control. Wars waged on for a century after those events. Humans are no longer the dominant species on this planet. They still make up half of the population but the other half is made up of species from other planets, spark users, and mutated being that was casualties of war. Now, this planet is divided amongst 3 factions. There are other sub-factions but I am just condensing millions of years worth of history here so you can understand. The area we currently live in is ruled by a human king. He has tried The past few decades to create a world government with no avail. The current manor we are in right now is under his domain. It is one of the largest if the kingdom. The gentleman that was shooting at 025 earlier today is part of a rebellion to overthrow the current lord and free the serf of this place. Things might be bad but at least Visitors don’t get turned into serfs so you have nothing to worry about…unless 025 captures you. This place is also heavy on spark so if you are a spark user, you can feel free to use your abilities. I personally am a-” before summy could finish Renztnah shouted “stop! That is way too much info to throw at me all at once!!! Longest short history ever! I just…thank you for telling me. I know you are just trying to help me.” Renztnah finished his dinner when a loud knocking on the door startled them. “Open up! This is the guards for our Lord Zhang! We need to ask you some questions about the Lord’s daughter and the refugee she had with him!”

 

Be here later!

EOW Chapter 4

I can’t stop him

 

He lifted both of then off the ground and made then both hover a bit lower than him. He gave a quick glance at the gem and it broke. They all got through the portal before it quickly closed down. As they go through the portal a cold wind blew past them, everything looks grey until everything fades to black. Renztnah tries to close his eyes but notice he couldn’t. His entire body felt like they were locked in place by an external force locking Everything in a certain place like glue, even his eyelid. Once they went through the portal 025 flew really high in the sky. Renztnah flying face down saw what looked like a medieval town right of the 1300’s. “Things are just as you left them, Deb,” 025 said as he gave her a quick glance. Deborah tries to respond angrily at his but since she couldn’t move her jaw and tongue only sounded like angry gibberish. Renztnah then saw what looked like a man with a rocket launcher mounted on his shoulder pointed at them. “Aghhh.ahhh.aa” was all the words he could get out before he saw a rocket being launch at them. “Oh save the screaming for later when you’ll be thrown in a dungeon,” 025 said while not noticing the rocket getting closer to them. *BOOM*¬† the explosion went off and both Deborah and Renztnah started falling from the sky. “Oh my gosh, we’re about to die” Renztnah yeah swinging his arms around. “Oh my gosh! I can move and talk again!” He said again with tears of joy and fear coming from his brown eyes. “Shut up and hang on!” Deborah said as the swing he hand in the humid air to form an ice slide. Both she and Renztnah get on it slide for 10 seconds before the ice break and they fall on the straw roof of a house. They fall through the roof and end up on a bed. Renztnah dust some of the straw off him and look at Deborah in a soft worrying voice “is he dead?”. Deborah angrily gets up and said “of course not! You think scumbag could be taken out so easily?! Get up, we have to run before he finds us.” She then gets off the bed and starts running. Renztnah running after her leaving the house and running through the dirty streets. “What the heck is his ability? Why couldn’t you stop him?!” He said looking up and seeing the smoke from the explosion clearing up only to see 025 come out uncarved. “His ability is to control gravity. He can make forced fields, makes things lighter or heavier. I can’t stop him because unlike me, who needs to touch something before controlling its state, all he has to do is look at something and it can control its gravity!” Deborah explains as she runs to hide in a tavern. “I think we lost him,” Renztnah said out of breath half bend over behind Deborah. Suddenly the ground starts shaving and the entire tavern like a toy house was being lifted off the ground. They both ran out of the front door only to see him there. Arms still cross behind him. They quickly close the door and try to run back and they hear another explosion outside. Suddenly the house fell back down. Renztnah and Deborah fell on the floor. They quickly got up and ran to the back. There were more gunshots. As a group of armed men was shotting at 025. “Come here,” a calm voice said in a corridor. They both ran toward the voice and they see this large vinyl threaded basket. It had two worn-out handles.¬† “Get in!” The voice was coming from a man wearing a medieval monk outfit. and they looked at each other and got in the basket. The man then covers the top of the basket and put it on his back. And walks away from the scene. 025 after neutralizing the people shooting at him lost their tracks. He angrily left as the villagers looked in terror his reflection in a pool of blood running down streets.¬†

 

To be continued…tomorrow.

The Old Memories

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It was another day of fighting my urge to call her…

It’s been six¬†months since she never texted me. I broke up with her because I can’t handle everything that was happening in her life. It felt like a prison to me. I can’t breathe and it choking me on. Despite that, I should have still stayed.

It was the lowest point of her life and yet I just shrug it off. I shouldn’t have left her. Thinking about all those memories we had made me feel homesick. Her embrace was my home, her smile was my strength, and her love was my wealth. For weeks she begged me to take her back but I’m too busy feeding my own ego. I was too angry and too disgusted to see good things that ever happened. Now she doesn’t even talk to me or even sent me messages. She moves on while I’m stuck in the past. I can’t see all her statuses and photos now since she blocked me on Social media just a month ago. I am still secretly wishing she will call me one day and telling how much she misses me. I know I’m stupid for letting her go. I know I’m not worth for her and this was my punishment.

Wherever¬†I looked, I saw her smile, I saw her brown eyes, and I heard her laugh. She always appears in my dreams, in my thoughts, and in every woman that I dated. I try to look for her but I couldn’t find her anywhere. I love her so much and I know losing her was the biggest mistake I ever had. I wanted to return to the day she texted me that her life had been too miserable. We fight because she thought¬†I’m just reading her messages. The truth was I just didn’t know how to respond from that time but if God had given me a chance, I won’t break up with her. I would try to help her in every possible way I could.¬† If only if I wasn’t a coward.

*Ring, ring, ring, ring*

There’s someone that was calling me…..

I look at the caller I.D and her name exactly pop out on my screen.

“Oh my god! It’s her!”

I know from the moment I saw her name, my heart jumped out of my chest. I had been waiting for this call all my life. Now, she finally called me.

“Hello?” I spoke to another line.

“Jade,”

Her sweet voice is ringing in my ears.

Please, say you miss me and everything would be alright, my princess. I promise I won’t leave you this time. I promise I would stay on your side during your anxiety attacks. I promise I love you until the end. I will do anything for you, just say you want me back. I miss you.

“Yes?” I answered back.

I can hear the excitement in her voice and how she had been through these past six months.

“Can I meet you up at the park? What time are you available?”

” I’m always available.” I found myself saying that without much thinking. I quickly regain my composure by telling her this:

“Ah, no. I’m sorry. I’m available at eleven.” I looked up at the wall clock that was hanging down my ceiling. It’s past nine so it’s a perfect timing. I have two hours to prepare for myself.

“Okay See you there.”

As soon as she hung up the phone, I went straight to bath and shaved all my excesses hair as well as trying to get a good shave with my shoulder-length hair. Then I style it down according to how she likes to style my hair back then. I remember how she softly caressed my hair with her long finger while telling me how good looking I am. This time, I need to be more representable. I need to show to her that I am looking forward to meeting her once more and secretly hoping to be more than her friend.

I arrived before ten, nervously tapping my shoes. How was my look? Do I look handsome today? Does she notice my outfit today? Are we going out on a date? Will she…

Before I could even practice the line of what I wanted to say to her, she already appeared.

Her appearance dramatically change. She’s slimmer than she was before and she colored her hair with blonde. She was now wearing a revealing V neck dress. She looks breath-taking. Then, she sat down next to me and smile.

“How are you these past few months?”

She asked me. I forgot what I need to say next. I forgot everything I had practiced before I even saw her. There’s something with her smile that I had never seen before. It’s shinning and full of energy. I answered to her with a trembling voice.

“I’ve been doing really good. Ho-how about you?”

She smiled once again that enough to stop my world, then she handed me an envelope.

A white envelope with her face smiling wearing a white veil casual dress while holding into a much older man. He was hugging next to her while planting her cheeks with a kiss. My whole world fell and I went into denial and confusion. I re-read once again what was written there but now I regret everything.

 

 

The Dreamer

 

 

Once a dreamer, once a loser

Once a beggar on the street

Now with much power and money under his sleeve,

He forgets the humbleness in his self.

 

Now with everything he could buy,

He steps onto the back of poor people and let them die

He was blinded with money and material things.

He stole the only penny left for his expense.

 

He grew selfish and proud

Until one day he went bankrupt,

He roams outside the street begging for food and water,

Because of his rudeness, no one ever care.

 

Now dying, his one last wish as a beggar living in the street

That his body will be buried with a peanut seed underneath,

So when it will grow the people can eat

The fruit of his own greediness.

 

Once a dreamer, once a loser

Once a rich man, once a winner

Now an old man dying on the street

And a wish of a single peanut seed

To be planted on his grave.

In the Eyes of a “Suicidal”

People often misunderstood why depressed people took suicide. It wasn’t because we were weak and pathetic human beings. Suicidal people were more than just that. We were hero of our own suffering. In our lives, we were the giver, the most misunderstood and the¬† most mistreated. You don’t know about our story. You just know, that people like us, kill ourselves because we give up on what life could gave to us, or because we were plainly stupid. You didn’t even know what we were going through. Even the cuts in our hands weren’t enough to tell you how we really feel. Everyone has a story to tell and it doesn’t mean that someone was depressed, they were already weak. The truth was we tried. There were always a point in our lives when we regret what we were doing and there were points in our lives when we told ourselves, “We can do it.” But because of some “inconsiderate” and “judgmental” human beings that instead lift us, put as even more into the depths of depression, and because of how the events was turning, we decided to push it through.

Depression wasn’t just because of stress, problems and anxiety. It also covers the emotional and mental state of the person. There were deeper reasons why we kill ourselves and one of those was you. If you wanted us to stop it, then give us a helping hand, support us and understand. We were just an imperfect human being like you. Fighting depression when everyone was contributing nothing was pretty hard. I can compare it to a cancer that once spread in the body, doctors have had harder time to cure it.

That’s how we see suicide. I repeat, we were not pathetic, nor stupid, nor weak. WE were just people with incurable disease. Please stop judging because it wasn’t your life to begin with. Who knows? Maybe at some point in your life you will feel the same? Who knows maybe you’ll understand how we really feel inside and who we really want to be.

Suicidal people weren’t crazy. We were mostly the people who were happy and easy to please with but at the same time, has the biggest regret. We regret how things turn into us and why we can never control it? Why every time the problem was solved, there were even more bigger problems to come. We don’t need your opinions and advises. WE need your ears to listen and eyes to open how “suicidal” people like me cope with idealistic standard of the society.

It was happen to me eight months ago. My friend in the neighborhood asked me my number so that she could call me anytime. We’ve texted for few days talking about some funny things until¬† she started to ask me who I was. I ignored her first text , thinking it was just a prank. The next night, she texted me again asking what’s my name, and because I don’t have time for games, I just ignore it. At exactly eleven that night she called.

“Hello,” I said.

I was surprised when it was not my friend who spoke but a man. He immediately say,

“Hello, who are you?”

Because I started to panic, I just told him that I am the friend of Nisa and I didn’t knew she gave me the wrong number.

He asked where I am and I told him the address of our neighborhood. I asked him if he was Nisa’s cousin but instead of answering me he just say that he was leaving on Luna Street. After I apologize, he hung up the phone.

The next morning, I asked my friend about it. She said that her phone was dead for three days already and she didn’t know what I am talking about. I told her about the guy whom I thought was her cousin but she said that nobody ever touch her phone on the cabinet and there’s no way that a guy will touch it because there were no man in their family. I was shocked entirely but still skeptical. I showed her the caller I.D and her number and she responded if she can charge her phone in my room so I will know how dead her phone was. After that, she showed me all her phone book. No outgoing and inbound call. I’d never understand how was that possible. I try to call her number and it did ring. I scratch my head out of confusion.

Then, she suddenly froze and looked at me. She was trembling when she said this:

“If it’s not me, then it might be papa.”

 

Well, sadly, he died three months prior through a brutal accident.

 

 

“Wa, wa, wa, wa”

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There’s a story happen a long time ago. I was visiting my family in Florida and my parents were not at home. They all gone to attend the wedding party of my older cousin in Chicago so I decided to stay in the cabin next to our home since I couldn’t open the house. The cabin was old and seems been there for such a long time. I checked it out further and find some broken glasses and bricks all over it. Though it creeped me out a little bit, I didn’t have much choice so I decided to stay. I open up the door and a cracking rusty sound made its way through me. I rush inside only to find a perfectly fine empty living room, a small bed, and a cabinet. I didn’t have much time to think and since I was pretty tired from the trip. I immediately inflate my camping sofa bed and put in into the small bed. Soon after, I was snoring and fast asleep.

I had a weird dream though. A woman with a curly hair was standing just on the side of me. I can’t see her face because I can’t move my head either. She is coming closer and closer to my face. It freaks me out that when I decided to open my eyes, I could only see blur images of the cabin. I didn’t even understand how was that possible when I remember it was all dark. Then I felt my body froze and my skin tingles. I felt a cold air touching the left of my hand and it touches my neck until it landed my head. It lasts for about five minutes and it stops. I was beyond terrified when I suddenly heard a knocking sound coming from the outside.

I couldn’t move, I couldn’t speak. I was like in the midst of sleep paralysis. I tried to pray but words wouldn’t come out and I lost. I know I need to fight. If I don’t, I might meet my end and wouldn’t wake up tomorrow again.

I tried to move the tips of my finger many times until I succeeded. I blink many times to see a clear image of the cabin. It was still dark yet I couldn’t explain why I can see a silhouette standing outside the window and then I heard the knocking once more. I tried to convince myself it was just my imagination or it was just a bird but the knocking turns suddenly into banging.¬† I gathered up my courage to speak and the first ever word that came into my mouth was, “Who’s knocking?!”

The knocking stops and as soon as I said those words, I heard a screeching noise. I turn around and see. It wasn’t on the door nor the window and not even on the rooftop. The noise came from the cabinet. It was shaking and as soon as it burst open, two red eyes stared back at me dragging me with all the strength while murmuring a deep voiced “Wa wa wa wa” repeatedly. The next thing I knew was that I had bite marks all over my body and paramedics were around. They said that they found me lying motionless outside the cabin. I knew better than them. I knew there’s something wrong within the cabin and even if I did tell them, they won’t still believe me.

I couldn’t explain the phenomenon that happen to me twelve years ago. One thing for sure I would never forget is the sound she makes while pulling me. It was the¬† most disturbing out of all that incident. I tried to forget about that and even moved on with my life. I was already married with a loving husband and has an 36 month old daughter, Kelly. She never talks to anybody except me and even the doctors find her attitude rather weird and disturbing but my husband and I just shake it off.

One day, my husband was out and I was preparing food for us and for our daughter when I suddenly heard a knock on the door of the kitchen. When I open it up I see the back of my little daughter. The lights started to flick and her head turn 180 degrees as I heard her say,

” Wa wa wa wa”

Serendipity

Across the border line of solitude,

Is the yearning of one soul’s cross.

  Just like a sheep who lost her mob,

A woman’s heart without a love.

 

But the alteration is yet to come.

The coldness shall be filled with warm.

Ill-fated is now gone.

The sun is yet to shine.

 

Susurrus talisman come knocking to her door

Bringing her with enormous treasure

Her hopes comes in the highest soar

 Serendipity you never expect for.

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Another Rose is Blooming

“Slowly, he traces his hand behind her back while sending chills through her spine. She knows that this isn’t the right time but she can’t help herself. Jason pulls her far deeper, enhancing every sense of her being. He plays his tongue inside her mouth that leaves her feeling dizzy. Her body becomes weak and she feels so vulnerable to him. Like a candle melting from the flame above its head. Every kiss pulls her deeper from his intensity, every move takes her away from her own solitude, and every breath he makes tells her how deeply he adores her. This time, she was sure; this time, it was no mistake, and this time she wins.¬† Alas! She found him.” – Tara Nicole

 

It’s been a while since Tara dated any man. For almost four years, she occupied herself with work and responsibilities. She does it not because she wants promotion but because of one simple reason. Forget her ex-fianc√©e, Josh. Only at this time, she will worry less because she has now Jason with her side, the guy who saves her before she drowns herself in the depths of suicide.

 

She is now happy whenever she’s with him. Neither one of them admits their feelings but she secretly hoping they will end up together. Today, Jason invited her to a barbecue party in their townhouse. She was walking across a group of women that is talking about the new hot guy who is tending the barbecue. The three girls are debating who will approach first and the redhead girl wins.

 

Tara is intrigued so she decided to follow. She is surprised to see that it was Jason whom they are talking about. The red hair girl approaches with seductive eyes asking how old he is and while the other girls are directly flirting with him.

 

She felt a pang of jealousy injected through her veins and she blushes suddenly not because of butterflies she felt whenever she saw him but because of her insecurity. The girls possess the body of a model and all of them are beautiful. Besides, there’s nothing special about her and Jason, except for the few kisses they shared in the past.

 

She distracted herself before she even started remembering what happened to them last night. She approaches, Jason instead while he’s still tending the barbeque and the three girls are still there. He seems so pleased to see her that he drops the rest of the oil to the ground. Tara laughs sarcastically.

 

“Hey?” he said while putting his left hand into motion.

“I thought you couldn’t come because of Cecile.”

 

“Cecile is in good condition now. She just needs to take some rest and lots of vitamins. She will be discharged next week,‚ÄĚ she said.

 

“Good to know that. We can spend time with each other again.”

He leans closer to whisper in her ears.

 

She immediately feels the magnet traveling through her back. Like a positive and negative meet at the end and starts a spark. She looks at him and he looks at her. Revealing all the words they wanted to say. Jason touches her cheek. She feels his hand, so warm and cozy. His hand travels through her neck, on her shoulders, her arms, and her waist, then holds her tightly and bring her to a cottage away from the people’s spying eyes.

 

She confesses to him that she’s kind of nervous about their situation. Jason’s brother was here and he might know that the two of them are dating. Even if Jason doesn’t confess, she knows he feels the same. If his brother will know, he might kick her out of the company.

 

“What are we going to do if your brother will find it out?”

 

He squeezes her hands to assure her that she doesn’t have to worry about anything. He went closer to her and brushes off the tip of his nose against hers.

 

“I already know what I need to do.”

 

She smells his intoxicating breath. It smells like a vanilla and strawberry. She heard his heartbeat too. Pumping against her bare chest.

 

*Thug-thug-thug-thug*

 

No, it wasn’t his heartbeat. It was hers.

 

“Let’s go inside.”

Jason speaks in a husky masculine voice.

 

“Wha-what are we going to do?”

 

“I just want you to relax. You’re pretty tense.”

 

He looks, even more, deeper into her eyes and he reads her like an open book. There is nothing so vulnerable than to have someone who can turn you like a crazy person in just one second. She sees the world stop right in front of her and the only thing that is ticking is her heart. He might not be the first man to own it but he will be her last.

 

He leads her into the cottage and pushes her body into the bed. He then lowers his head and kisses her while touching every inch of her body and moaning her name.

 

“Tara, Tara….”

 

Slowly, he traces his hand behind her back while sending chills through her spine. She knows that this isn’t the right time but she can’t help herself. Jason pulls her far deeper, enhancing every sense of her being. He plays his tongue inside her mouth that leaves her feeling dizzy. Her body becomes weak and she feels so vulnerable to him. Like a candle melting from the flame above its head. Every kiss pulls her deeper from his intensity, every move takes her away from her own solitude, and every breath he makes tells her how deeply he adores her. This time, she was sure, this time, it was no mistake, and this time, she wins.¬† Alas! She found him. The one that is right for her.

 

He takes off her clothes while slowly going down her neck, touching her thighs. He knows his way around her because she’s already screaming with ecstasy. His hard chest is against her and he’s pushing her deeper into the bed. She feels he’s torso against her and the igniting passion inside them. She wants him so bad that even words can’t explain. She knows that after this, she will confess. She will confess how much she loves him because if she doesn’t, she might regret it forever.