She got up to her feet quickly, beaming. She felt that whirlpool again inside her stomach that for a long time she hasn't felt. She walks with light steps towards the door and takes a good, wishful grip on the knob. She took a deep breath before opening, then, "Forgive me," greeted the gardener. He... Read More

He was stuck. There was nothing else he could do but stare at the dying light. He unbuckled his seatbelt and thought - There is only 30 seconds left. He once watched a video on how to get out of a sinking car. The most crucial moment is the first 30 seconds after the impact. He thought to himsel... Read More

When we were in Algebra, You faced my desk to ask if I had done my homework. I nodded, rummaged through my bag and Handed it to you without question. You said thanks and Went back to your business.   That was the first time someone needed me. So I made sure I did my work... Read More

Tell them to get me out of here, Leigh! You know, one day I was just smoking in my crib. I was all alone. And then these guys in white just barged in my door and then dragged me out of the house. I don’t know, Leigh, I wanted to fight back but for some reason I can’t. It happened all too quic... Read More

“You can’t sit all night painting, Lina.” It’s gratifying, the feel of thick paint brushed across the fibers of a canvas; the intoxicating smell of turpentine filling up my nostrils; and seeing my fingers lavished in colors of different kinds like the ever-changing hues of the skies. ... Read More

It’s a hot Thursday afternoon. World Literature class just ended and you were just about to go down from the campus to the place where you and your friends usually chill out after class. All of a sudden you see a guy who seems to have travelled straight out of those 80s movies, wearing a light win... Read More

It makes the radiance of the sun shy, her smile; and it makes the leaves of the trees ripple and sing, her dainty gait. In her country, the currency for gold is Memories, and every blooming garden, every budding flower are Feelings. Emblazoned on her neck are luxurious, intricately crafted jewelr... Read More

“Does it matter?” You stare back at me with eyes that scream, “Yes, of course it does”, but your lips remain a tight line. You knew it was no use trying to convince me. Yet there I was, hoping you'd still try. Why do I do this to you? I grind my teeth in frustration at both our s... Read More

I tried to stay calm but seeing the figure looming above, I couldn’t. My feet were pinned to the ground and my eyes were fixed on the figure, a girl. She looked very familiar. The dark figure walked to the direction of my parents’ room. I rushed to follow it and the first thing I saw were my... Read More

They were unusually nice that day. Mom kissed me on the forehead, something was unusually sad with her smile, then just as I walked out the door, my little brother gave me a tight hug and a drawing of the sky where in the middle it said “I love you”. I paid him back with a cheeky grin and playfu... Read More

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