I made this one 2 years ago i think. it was for my OrALCOM Class.
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Rob was sitting by a tree looking around, watching the people pass by him one by one. All of a sudden, he saw her. Leslie, that was her name; Full of magnificence; a heavenly body. All the boys would look at her and stare, all the girls would envy her radiant glow. She is the Aphrodite of the new world. The cupid to a heart that’s hollow.

Everybody wanted to be like her, everybody wanted to be with her, some would just settle with just being around her. Rob was part of that crowd. But unlike them he didn’t give false admiration, unlike them, he gave genuine affection.

“Okay” Rob thought. “Even a girl like her could fall for a guy like me right?” He then gave a heavy sigh. There’s a problem, it’s not that she has a boyfriend. The problem is that she already has a crush. “It’s just a crush! It can still be diverted.” He said to himself then gave another sigh. You see, Leslie has a crush

–on a girl.

“If only she didn’t…” Rob thought. “Then my chances would be higher.” So Rob ended up admiring her from afar.

One day, Rob and Leslie became partners in a major subject. As time passed, Rob saw the chance to be her friend. He took that chance, took every opportunity that he saw. Soon enough, they became best friends. As time passed by, this love for her grew.

He wanted to tell her how he felt, that he loved her. But as his time grew with her, Leslie’s time with Addie, her crush, grew as well. Thus giving no opportunity for Rob to tell her how he felt.

Addie and Leslie became inseparable. The two of them became lowers. Rob was left on the sidelines again, but he was always there for her. Every time Leslie had a problem with her relationship, she always went straight to Rob, sharing all her happy and sad sides.

After a year of being together, Addie broke up with Leslie… She told her it wasn’t working out for them. Leslie on the other hand was left dumbfounded. She didn’t have any real friends. Most of the people who are around her are just there simply because she was pretty and pretty popular. Only one person didn’t think that way, and that person is Rob.

Leslie knocked on Rob’s house sobbing like hell. Rob, who’s very concerned about her let her in and sat her down on a chair. He tried to confort Leslie as she told him about what had happened.

“Move on Leslie…” said Rob “There’s still a lot of…” He traied off, then “girls around there.” And with that he let Leslie cry on his shoulder. “Yeah, you’re right Rob… you’re right” was all that Leslie said.

After a few weeks of Leslie being sober. Rob saw his chance and took all his earnings from the bank. “I’m gonna do something special for her” he said. And he went missing for a week.

A girl approached Leslie and asked her out for lunch, Leslie looked up from what she was reading and looked at the girl, grinned and said “sure, why not.” Suddenly , Leslie grew wide-eyed and said “Rob??” Rob just looked at Leslie blushing and explained how he, rather, she felt about her and told her that she or rather, he had a sex change just for her.

Leslie Laughed her heart out, went silent for a while and then frowned at him. “You should have had just asked me out.: Leslie said. Rob looked at her quizzically then said “But you’re in love with a girl!” “Yea I know but…” Leslie paused for a while then said “I’m Bi.”

I still find that hilarious :lol:

wow.. very constructive hun.. lol >:D<

a story i made for fil class... sorry for the bad grammar.. not really that good with fil.
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Ako at Hindi Ikaw
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Napatingin nalang ako sa kinalalagyan ng aking matalik na kaibigan. Isang kahon na magdadala sa kanya sa kanyang paroroonan. Dapat ako yung nanduon sa kabaong at hindi siya bigla kong naisip. Hindi ako makasalita, makakibo o makaiyak. Mahirap unawain na tumitibok pa ang puso ko at sa kanya’y tumigil na.

Ako dapat yung kinuha. Ako kasi ang palaging nagpapahamak sa aming dalawa. Marahil kaya binigay siya sa akin ng Diyos bilang matalik na kaibigan ay dahil nakalimutan niyang lagyan ako ng Konsyensya at siya ang ipinalit duon. Iniisip ko nalang, ‘Paano ako mabubuhay ng wala ang konsyensya ko? Paano ako magdedesisyion ng tama kung wala na siya?’ Napatingin ako sa kahon at biglang kinamuhian ko iyon.

Natatandaan ko nuong araw na una ko siyang nakilala. Nasa beach ako nuon. Malungkot at asar na asar sa buong mundo, inisip ko na mas mabuti pa atang mawala na ako. Bigla akong napatakbo sa galit at nang hindi ko namalayan ay may nabunggo akong tao. Natapon saakin ang hawak niyang inumin.


***
“TUMINGIN KA NGA SA DINADAANAN MO!” pasigaw kong sinabi habang napaupo ako sa inis.

Napatingin siya sa akin at parang nalunod ako sa kanyang mga mata. Malalim at maunawain ang kanyang mga titig. “Sorry ha, ‘di ko sinasadya. Ito sa iyo nalang.” at inabot niya saakin ang t-shirt na hawak-hawak niya. Parang bago pa ito. Tila minsan niya lang ito nagamit.

“Ako si Rachel.” wika niya. Hindi ko siya pinansin at inilapag ko lang ang t-shirt niya sa aking tabi. Sinubukan ko na wag tumingin sa kanya, ngunit hindi ko nagawa. kaakit-akit ang kanyang mga kilos, mata at ngiti. Nahiga ako sa buhanginan at sinubukan ko nalang matulog ng sandali.

Nagising ako nang biglang may nagsalita. “Bago lang kami dito.” Ika nung batang babae na nabangga kanina. Tuloy tuloy lang siya sa pagkwe-kwento nang parang sumasagot ako. “Nasa Colehiyo na ako; 1st year. Duon sa Blank University. Alam mo ba kung saan yun?” Napansin ko na nilapag niya ang kanyang tuwalya at naupo sa aking tabi.

“Sinabi ko ba na pwede kang umupo diyan?” pataray kong nasabi sa kanya dahil naaasar ako sa pagka-aliw ko sa kanya. Mali ginawa ko, dahil tinitigan niya nanaman ako at bigla akong nalunod muli. Buti nalang hindi siya nagalit sabi ko sa aking sarili.
“Anong pangalan mo?” tanong niya saakin. Masyado akong nabighani sa kanyang mga mata na nakalimutan ko na hindi ko pala siya pinapansin.

“Rui”

“Nice to meet you Rui.” Nginitian niya ako at bigla siyang tumayo. “ See you at ingat ka.” sabi niya at bigla siyang lumakad ng paalis.

“Sandali lang! Paano ang t-shirt mo?” Tumingin siya saakin at ngumiti ulit. “Sa iyo na iyan” at bigla siyang umalis.

Pinulot ko ang t-shirt. Mahalimuyak ang amoy bulaklak tila forget-me-nots.

***
Nakalipas na ang maraming taon, nakakatawa mang isipin pero ang amoy ng t-shirt, na ngayo’y nakatago sa aparador ko, ay may amoy paring forget-me-not. Pano ako maniniwala na siya nga ang nandun sa kahon na iyon kung hindi ko naman siya naaamoy? Walang araw na hindi siya nangangamoy forget-me-nots. Parang parte na iyon ng buhay niya.

Natatandaan ko pa noong Isang araw, tinanung ko siya kung bakit siya palaging amoy forget-me-not. Mahinhin siyang tumawa.

“Tungak ka din noh? Bat ka nangagnamoy sigarilyo?”; ang balik-tanong niya sa akin.
“Eh nagyoyosi ako ng dalawang paketa sa isang araw eh”, sagot ko.

“Ayun.” Yun lang ang sinabi niya. As if naipaliwanag niya. Kahit kelan ay hindi siya nagbigay ng diretsong sagot. Medyo weird pero parang naiintindihan ko pa din siya.
Nasayang ko ang panaghinip niya. Panaghinip na minsa’y inasam niyang makamit. Dapat ako yung nanduon at hindi siya.

***

“Anong nasa isip mo?”

“Wala lang.” Panahon ng tag-init nun kaya pumunta kami sa park. Dalawang araw nang nakalipas ang kaarawan ko nuong araw na iyon. 15 na ako. Apat na taon ang pagitan naming dalawa.

Mas matanda siya pero hindi niya ako masyadong sinasaway. ‘Personal space’ kung baga. Pero minsan ang mga tingin niya nakakatakot. Pag tinignan ka na niya ng masama o bigla siyang tumahimik, ibig sabihin nun tumigil ka sa ginagawa mo.
“Rui, may mga pangarap ka ba sa buhay?” tanong niya sa akin.

Tinitigan ko siya at nagtaas ako ng kilay. “Sa tingin mo?” ang sabi ko. Sumerioso siya bigla at tinanong “Anong mga pangarap mo?”

“Buhay… gusto ko mabuhay.” itinugon ko habang kumuha ako ng sigarilyo sa aking bulsa. Natandaan ko na allergic siya sa usok kaya pinaglaruan ko na lang ito sa aking kamay. “Ikaw? Ano pangarap mo?”

Sumandal siya sa puno at tumingin sa langit. “Gusto ko maging totoong tao.” hindi trophy na kailangang ipakita sa iba inisip ko. Hindi niya na kailangan sabihin iyon.

Tinignan ko siya ng mabuti, itinayo ko siya at bigla ko siyang tinulak sa sprinklers.
“Eeeeeekk! Ang lamig!” Sigaw niya at bigla niya akong hinila pa upo sa tabi niya.

“Hala, basa na ako!” sabi ko. “Ikaw kasi tinulak mo ako, yan ang bagay sa iyo!” at tumawa siyang bigla. Nakitawa din ako pero huminto ako ng sandali at nagsalita.

“Ano? Totoo ka na ba?” At tumawa muli.


***
Nagpasa sila ng kandila pero hindi ako kumuwa. Pag kumuha ka ng kandila, kailangan mong sindihan ito at ilagay sa tabi ng kabaong. Ayaw ko siyang makita na nanduon. Hindi ko kaya. Masakit sobra na siya yung nanduon at hindi ako... Dapat ako nalang.

Tumingin nalang ako sa mga taong nakapalibot sa lalagyanan niya. Halos lahat ay hindi ko kilala pero parang namumukaan ko sila.Tumahimik sila ng sandali upang ipagdasal siya habang ako ay nalulunod sa aking mga alaala.

Ingay para sa iba, musika para sa kanya. Ayaw niya ng ganito katahimik. Hindi nila siya kilala.

Tinignan ko ulit ang kabaong at sinubukang magalit. Hindi sa kabaong kundi sa kanya. Inisip ko na pagnagalit ako, mawawala yung sakit na nararamdaman ko. Mawawala yung kakulangan na nararamdaman ko. Kung hindi siya nagpumilit pumunta sa laro ko. Kung hindi siya mahilig manuod ng football at sumuporta sa mga kaibigan niya. Hindi sana siya…kasalanan niya ‘to, dapat pumunta muna siya sa doktor para magpatingin. Kung hindi siya nagpark sa malayo at tumakbo papunta sa laro. Kung hindi sana siya nahilo. Kasalanan niya iyon. Pero bakit ganun? Sinusubukan ko talagang magalit sa kanya pero hindi gumagana . Dapat ako yung nanduon at hindi siya. Kung naabutan ko lang siya ng mas-maaga.

***
“Ano ba naisip mo at nagkaganyan ka?” Tanung ni Rachel sa akin, tono niya may halong lait.Hindi ako makapagsalita. Masyado akong abala sa pagsusuka sa cr. “Sinabi ko naman sayo na wag ka masyadong uminom diba? Pero hindi ka naman nakinig. Hula ko natatangahan ka na sa sarili mo ngayon no?” sinabi niya saakin ng pabiro.

Huminga ako ng malalim at sinubukan kong tumayo pero hindi ko kaya at nahulog ako. Tumawa si Rachel at tinulungan niya akong tumayo. Gusto kong naririnig ang tawa niya, pagtumawa siya pakiramdam ko magiging maayos ang lahat.

“Buti nalang pala nandito ako para sayo.” At nginitian niya ako ulit.

***
Pano na yan? Wala ka na. Sino naang makakasama ko pag may poblema ako? Sinabi ko kay Rachel sa aking isip. Umiiyak yung ibang tao pero mas masakit para saakin na mawala siya. Tuyong-tuyo ang aking mata, hindi ako makaiyak.

Wala na siya. Wala na ang kanyang ngiti, wala na ang kanyang tawa, wala na siya. Hindi ako nakapagpaalam. Hindi ko nasabi sa kanya ang totoo. Hindi ko nasabi ang mga bagay na inaasam kong sabihin sa kanya.

“Rui..” Tumingin si Rachel sa akin, mukha niya nasisinagan ng ilaw galing sa bintana. Parang diwata, inisip ko.

“Ano yon ? ” Tanong ko sa kanya habang nagsusulat ng mga tula. Ginagawa ko lang yon pag wala na akong ibang magawa. Hindi siya nagsalita at napansin ko na may serioso siyang sasabihin at hinihintay niya akong tumingin sa kanya. Hinawakan ko ang aking ballpen, umikot ako at tumingin sa kanya.

“Rui… Bakit hindi mo ako sinubukang halikan?”

Nakalimutan ko na may hawak akong ballpen, nahulog iyon at tinitigan ko siya nang bukas ang aking bibig. “Ano?” Alam kong alam ni Rachel na hindi ako straight. Na may gusto ako sa mga babae. Siya nga yung pinaka unang tao na sinabihan ko. Siya lang yung taong hindi gumawa ng malaking gulo tunkol duon. “Anong pinagsasabi mo?”

Tumingin siya sa kisame ng sandali at bigla siyang tumingin sa akin. “Wala lang, Kasi diba you like girls pero bakit parang hindi ka interesado sa akin? Hindi ba ako ganuon kaganda para sayo?”

Hindi ako makaimik. Nagiisip ako ng desenteng sagot para sa kanya. Pero lahat ng
naiisip ko na salita ay mali. Pag sinabi ko na maganda siya, iisipin niyang gusto ko siya. Pag tinanong ko kung gusto niyang halikan ko siya, mukha paring may gusto ako sa kanya. Kung sinabi ko sa kanya na ang paghalik sa kanya ay parang sagradong bagay, magmumukha naman akong fanatic diba? Inisip ko kung may gusto ba saakin si Rachel pero binaliwala ko lang ito kaagad. Pag-nangyari yun, gugunaw na ang mundo.

“Hindi naman sa ganuon Rach.” Sabi ko sa kanya habang sinusubukan kong maging normal ang boses ko. “Hindi ka kasi…Tapos ako’y…” Biglang uminit ang mukha ko at nagpasalamat na medyo madilim ang ilaw dito sa living room. Bigla kong ginulo ang buhok ko.

Tumawa ng mahinhin si Rachel at sinabing “Alam mo, palagi mong ginugulo ang buhok mo pag kinakabahan ka.” At nginitian niya ako. “Hindi naman sa tinataranta kita pero… wala lang gusto ko lang itanong.”

Ginamit niyang suklay ang kanyang mga daliri at inayos ang buhok ko. “Sa tingin ko, alam ko na yung sagot nuon pa. Ikaw yung tipong tao na maraming respeto para sa iba Rui. At alam kong hindi mo susubukan sa akin ang isang bagay na alam mong hindi ko hilig.” Nginitian niya ako at tinapik sa nuo. Tumahimik siyang sandali, tila tinitignan ang reaksyon ko at bigla siyang nagsalita “Mahal kita alam mo ba yun? Hindi katulad ng alam mong pagmamahal pero mahal kita. Alam mo yon diba?”


Tinignan ko ang mga mata niya, nakakalunod talaga. Tumango ako. Alam ko na may gusto siyang marinig galing sa akin pero, ito ang unang beses na hindi ko masabi sa kanya ang nasa isip ko. Tumingin si Rach saakin at mahinhing ngumiti at hinalikan niya ako sa pisngi. “Okay lang yan Rui… alam ko.”


***
Kawalan. Umaandar nanaman siya sa aking isipan dahil sa mga sinabi niya. Hindi ko lubos maisip kung gaano kaimportante ito noon. Ngunit sa aking paglingon sa nakaraan, napatigil akong muli at napaisip kung anong ibig sabihin ng mga kataga niyang iyon. Ano kayang alam niya? Na nasuklian ang kanyang damdamin? O ang aking mga nadarama ay mas malalim pa sa mas gusto kong ipahayag? Kahit na gustuhin ko mang sabihin ang aking nararamdaman, ang katotohanan ay, hindi ko rin sigurado kung ano iyon. Si Rachel ay hindi lang isang babae para sa akin. Hindi ko siya maaaring tignan ng ganoon. Siya'y parang isang sagradong diyosa na maiinsulto kapag ginawa iyon sa kanya. Siya ang nagsilbing mundo ko. Ang aking sandalan. Ang aking anghel. Pati ibang tao ganuon din ang pananaw sa kanya.

Kung ako ang namatay, hindi siya magiging kasing lunkot ko. Madami siyang kaibigan habang ako… siya lang ang nagiisa kong kaibigan. Inisip ko na kung ako yung nasa posisyon ni Rachel, papalibutan siya ng mga kaibigan niya, pero hindi siya umiiyak. Hindi ba talga siya iiyak? Oo… hindi nga siya iiyak.

Pauwi ako galing sa eskwela nang nakita ko siyang nakaupo sa tabi ng isang puno duon. Malayo ang Paaralan niya sa akin pero bakit siya nandito banda? Sabi ko sa aking sarili. Ewan ko kung ano ang poblema niya pero nalaman ko na may poblema siya nung una ko siyangnakita.

“Anung nangyari Rach?” Hindi siya tumingin sa akin. Tumingin siya sa sahig at nag buntong hininga. Alam ko ang tingin na iyon, at nung oras na iyon kumulo ang dugo ko. Tumayo ako at sumigaw “Yung gagong iyon!” kamay ko’y nangigigil sa galit. “Pag nakita ko siya…”

“Rui, relax, upo ka lang.” Tumingin ako sa kanya at nakalimutan ko nang magalit. “Hindi naman niya kasalanan eh. Hindi mo makokontrol kung kanino mahuhulog ang puso mo Rui. Hindi lang siya inlove sa akin.”

Sinundan ko si Rachel at umupo. “Kahit na ba…dapat sinabi niya na sayo nung una pa lang.”

“Hindi naman siya sigurado dati eh. Sa tingin ko, gusto niya akong mahalin pero hindi talaga eh. Ganun talaga ang buhay minsan.” Tumingin ulit siya sa sahig. “ 19 palang ako, makakahanap pa ako ng iba.” Pero dinig na dinig ko ang tono ng isang hindi siguradong tao, lalo akong naasar dun sa lalaki. Naging sila ng isang taon at maski medyo naging masakit sa akin pag nagkwekwento siya tunkol sa kanilang dalawa, masaya ako dahil masaya siya.

“Mahal mo siya… Hindi yun tama.” Hindi sumagot si Rachel, sumandal lang siya sa aking balikat at niyakap niya ako. “Iiyak mo nalang yan, magiging okay din ang lahat.”

Hinigpitan ni Rachel ang pagyakap sa akin. Ang boses niya nun ang pinaka malungkot na boses na narinig ko sa buong buhay ko. “Minsan Rui, masyadong masakit umiyak.”


***
Masyadong masakit umiyak... yun ang sinabi niya. Akala ko dati naiintindihan ko ang ibig niyang sabihin pero hindi. Ngayong araw ko lang naintindihan iyon. Inisip ko kung ano ang paraan na pwede kong gawin para mamatay ako. Bawal ko na gamitin ang paglalaslas sa bathtub dahil pinangako ko kay Rachel na hindi ko na yon uulitin. Tumingin ako sa aking kamay at sinundan ng isang daliri ang mga sugat ko duon. Desperado akong mamatay lalo na nung dati.

Natatandaan ko na nalunkot ako ng sobra dahil sa mga nangyari at nangyayari sa buhay ko, gusto kong mamatay. Bago ko malaslas ang dalawa kong kamay dumating si Rachel at ginamot niya ang mga sugat ko. May nakakita sa amin at itinangay ako sa Psychiatrist. Sinabi nila na nalilito lang ako sa sexualidad ko kaya nagtangka akong magpakamatay. Nung sinabi ko kay Rachel kung ano ang nangyari, inilabas niya ako sa Psychiatric treatment pero pinasumpa niya sa akin na hindi ko na iyon gagawin ulit, na pag ginawa ko ulit iyon, siya na daw mismo ang papatay sa akin. Hindi ako sigurado kung nagbibiro siya nuon.

So… bawal na gumamit ng blade. Pwede kong gamitin ang mga gamot nila sa bahay pero baka sisihin nila ang kanilang sarili. Natatandaan ko na sinabi ni Rachel sa akin na maraming paraan kung papaano mo mapapatay ang sarili mo gamit ang mga kasangkapan sa bahay. Malamang makakahanap ako ng isa na gagana sa akin… pero pag wala ang advice ni Rachel, pano ko malalaman kung anung paraan ang gagamitin ko? Wala ako pag wala siya. Hindi din ako marunong magpakamatay ng maayos ng wala siya.

Hindi ko na nakayanan at tumayo na ako. Lumapit ako sa kabaong na mga dalawang oras ko nang tinitignan at hinawakan ito. Hindi ako sumilip sa maliit nitong bintana dahil natatakot ako, ayaw kong makita na wala na siya.
Yung sandaling iyon, may naamoy akong mahalimuyak na amoy, yung forget me not. Ang paborito niyang halaman. Hindi galing sa kabaong. Nakita ko siya sa aking tabi. Lumapit siya sa kabaong, sumilip at winika “Dapat ako yung nandyan at hindi ikaw Rui.”

Nagulat ako sa sinabi niya. Biglang natandaan ko ang lahat na nangyari.

***
“Rui, nandito ako nakaparada medyo malayo-layo sa field niyo, patakbo na ako.” Sabi ni Rachel medyo hinihingal sa kabilang linya ng telepono.

“Ano? Bat ka pumunta dito? Sandali lang maghintay ka diyan. Ikaw talaga may sakit ka na nga…” Binaba ko ang telepono at nagpaalam sa coach namin na aalis ako ng sandali.

Nakita ko si Rachel na patawid ng kalsada. Kinawayan ko siya at sumigaw ng “PASAWAY KA TALAGA ALAM MO BA YUN?” Tumigil siya sa kanyang pagtakbo at unti-unting naglakad papunta sa akin.

Bigla siyang tumigil sa gitna ng daanan, para siyang nahihilo. “Oi! Rachel okay ka lang?” niwika ko habang naghihintay sa kanya sa kabilang dulo ng kalsada. Hindi siya nagsalita. At parang mahuhulog na siya.

May parating na mabilis na sasakyan. Bumubusena ng ubod ng lakas. “Rachel! Mag ingat ka!” Agad agad akong tumakbo sa kanya.

Nagising si Rachel na maraming tao ang nakapalibot sa kanya. “Anong nangyari…” tanong ni Rachel habang napansin niya na may nakaakap sa kanya. “Rui?? Rui gumising ka!” Tumalon si Rui at niyakap si Rachel para maisalba ang buhay niya. Siya ang mas naapectohan ng pagbunggo nila sa sasakyan.

Hindi umiiyak si Rachel nang tinignan niya ang kinalalagyan ng kanyang kaibigan. Hindi niya kaya. masakit. Ako dapat ang nadiyan at hindi ikaw. Nag iwan ng sulat si Rachel sa taas ng kabaong at bumalik sa kanyang upuan na mabigat ang kaooban.
Ang nilalaman ng sulat:


Rui,
Alam ko na dati mo pa akong tinitignan pero ayaw mong kumilos. Natatandaan mo pa ba nuong araw na tinanong ko sa iyo kung bakit ayaw mo akong halikan ?
Gusto ko malaman, galing sa bibig mo mismo na mahal mo ako. Katulad ng pagmamahal ko sa iyo. Pero hindi ka makasalita nuon, kaya inisip ko nalang na ipagpalipas muna ito. Pagkatapos nuon ay naging kami ni Stan ng isang taon. Tapos nakipaghiwalay siya sa akin. Tama ka mahal ko siya. Pero… nararamdaman ko na mas mahal kita kaysa sa kanya.Mas lalo kong napansin yuon nuong kinausap mo ako sa labas ng paaralan niyo. Tatlong taon nang nakalipas yun.
Sana Pagkatapos mo manalo ng championship game niyo mas masaya ka na dahil ako na ang naunang nagsabi tunkol sa mga nararamdaman ko. Pilyo ka kasi eh.
Rachel

omg its rach omg omg omgXD

but... its.. it was then! before.. uhh yeah!

lol I don't understand tagalog...is that the language it's in xD?


But the first one is nice ;D you and mitski are both very good writers ^^

yep the first one is in filipino/tagalog ^^

lol thank you ^^ but mitski's better in writing^^

first time ive written something funny.. im planning make a sequel/novelette/animation outta it lol

oh come on, we're both good writers ;) we've our own style and ideas y'know.

just keep on writing dearie :3

lol thanks hun ^^

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nywys here's a poem (written years ago) about..err.. suicide.. dont ban me! T~T
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Hanging Out by the tree

I never thought of anything wrong
Just hanging out on a tree
I never would do anything wrong
Just gliding down parachute-free
If that is so why do they say
“Stop that, the Lord loves you each and every day”
Never once did I think of anything wrong
I just want to hang out on a tree.

Now sitting on my chair in class
Ever wishing this day would pass
Hear myself thinking, my heart beating fast
“Oh please God, Oh please, let me die at last.”
I want to go, I don’t want to be
I want to hang my self up a tree.
Desperate times call for desperate measures
I didn’t know what to do
The bell rang, panic struck me
Quickly spreading on an oil soaked field.

I wanted to cry, I started to tear
My eyes, soaked with salt-dissolved
Nose dripping, running, over-flowing
I was thinking of bringing a rope by the tree

Three days later, heavy rain fell
Soaking a corpse hung on a tree
I saw a friend of mine
She wasn’t smiling
Just crying silently
She spoke to the corpse,
“You finally did what you wanted,
You finally went, finally free
But if that is freedom, lock me up and throw the keys
Because I don’t want to leave a friend
As you have left me sitting here
Hanging by your tree.”

I didn’t notice the tears flowing
From my eyes
But I did realize one thing…
That she was talking to me…

err..heres another poem.. don't kill meh pleezzuuh!


Regret in suicide

I have found another way to make the pain go

The sorrows depart, life end it’s woe

I have tried many things to make the pain go

Writing, yelling and crying so

But it wouldn’t leave within

Still trapped inside I had to let go

I look around to see if no one was looking

Taking out something to assist my scheme

I glanced at the people who were there

Some of them, I saw, were my friends who care

My whole life is what I see

I was looking towards them again

Asking them in my mind to stop me, but then…

They were running towards me…

Too late..

I saw my life flashed by

I regretted why, oh why

Then and there I knew

I had friends who care much more than me

Asking themselves silently the same query that I had

Why did I do it? Did I really mean it?

But then…

I wish there would be no regret

I wish there would be no “too late”

As I would try to treasure my life

Day and night

Knowing that there are others

Sharing similar pain and dream

Hanging on to hope and god

For living is better than dying

Breathing is more precious than burying

err stupid love poem... it doesnt make sense at all..
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The moon, your spotlight as you danced around the bonfire.
Creating music as your body moved,
a pleasing sound; your laugh tickled my ears.
Unknown to you ; I was in awe,
bedazzled by your saving grace.
A lone cloud hid the radiant sphere
You stopped dancing and yet.
There you are, noticing me silently looking at you.
The moon seeps through the clouds
Lighting your face as your eyes intently gaze at me
Your wondrous eyes full of sadness and longing
Your wondrous eyes that enslaved my heart.

BLOWING CIRCLES

CHAPTER 1:

Rui was alone again; encumbered by the bitter sweet emotion of nothingness… the great desolate state along with a growing black despondency.

“If only I wasn’t that different… if only…” Rui said.

Just then a loud rap on the door came. “Rui open up! It’s me, SJ.” Sara Jaggers said.

“SJ? What the hell are you doing here? I told you guys to leave me alone didn’t I?”

SJ started banging on the door louder while urging Rui to let her in. but still…Rui wouldn’t budge from the comfortable secluded corner of the room. Rui wanted to be left alone. Just there; quiet; Isolated.

“Rui… Its not your fault that Rachel died…” nothing. No reply….nothing. “Rui… It was just Rachel’s time.” SJ said to Rui. “Open the door… please?”

Rui looked at the door for a while then stood up then opened it.

“Sweetheart come here…” Said SJ as she went to hug Rui.

That was the first time Rui ever remembered crying. Losing someone you really love is hard.


Rui just stared at the glaring screen of the computer. Suddenly remembering one of those moments isn’t a good sign at all. Everything was happening again minus the death of the loved one of course. But then again…

“suicide…” Rui thought “is a good way to go right now.”


‘Its not that I didn’t want to… It was because it’s what I should do…’ Rui thought.

ry, you have the english version of the other story right?

yeah.. but im not finished translating it.. i dunno the meaning of some of the fil words i used T~T

I LOLed at your first one!
And the one in Tagalog has a deep and disturbing story...

And, suicide?

Good read! :lol:

=0 *joined rui's writing fan club*

err i wont be able to update anything for a long while.... im gonna be GTFN (gone till further notice) so.. see ya all^^

The cold air slowly enveloped her body. She was yearning for warmth or numbness. She just couldn’t take it anymore, the silence that is… the loudest cry of all … a sound that pierced her ears and heart… leaving her blinded by sorrow…

And so Little by little, she moved. She moved towards her silver lining, slowly grabbing it, leisurely enjoying it. Putting it close to her chest.. her heart.. giving it all she’s got… and then… that was all that was left of her… an empty space of black despondency.


*NOTE: SO I'VE FINALLY STARTED WRITING AGAIN BUT...OF ALL THE THINGS TO FEEL...LOL... HERE'S AN ENDING WITH NO BEGINNING... MAYBE ILL WRITE A BEGINNING FOR IT... MAYBE NOT. WHO KNOWS..... ANYWAY... I GUESS.. ENJOY? oh.. and i read it out loud with bg music... i dunno why.. spoken word strikes more i guess?*

*NOTE: This is a new story i've been working on.. I can't continue the original blowing circles since.. well... that'd be my own secret*

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"I love you" Miranda told Peri as she went down the secret passageway. Peri just smiled at her and said one word "Run" . Peri then turn around and closed the trap door.

Miranda was already a few miles away, far enough to not hear the gun shots and yet, the feeling of unease suddenly overcame her heart so she turned to look back and then..

A huge explosion. The house was blown away leaving sooth in the air and debris scattered on the ground.

"Peri!!" Miranda screamed "Oh god!! Please no... Peri.." said she as she staggered to return, her vision failing, her legs gone astray, just in time for someone to catch her while she fell.


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"Hi" said a young girl to a kid all huddled up in a corner. "My name's Miranda, Miranda Esme. What's yours?" The small kid looked up at Miranda uncertain whether to reply or not.

"Well? Are you sick? can you talk? " Miranda asked.

"Of course i can talk! Im seven you know!" said the small kid.

"Really? Well then, lets start again shall we" Miranda grinned then said "Im Miranda Esme and I'm eight years old"

"Peri" said the kid

"Peri? Do you have a last name to go with that Peri?

"Vai"

"Well then Peri Vai, you don't really say much but we'll be best friends from now on shan't we?"


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"Peri..." The doctor heard his patient say as the patient drifted off to sleep yet again.

Continue!!! i wanna read more baby :D

whee I want to read more too ^^

This really isnt a story or poetry... I don't have a pen (ran outta ink so ... imma put my notes here)

Wednesday

autocad -professor: ms tere

The diary of the sane one.

how come people tend to be plastic about certain things. nice to you one moment then mean the next (especially if you dont follow their "orders" like go get the laptop from the other room) i am not their lackey whom they can order around anytime they wish it. i am not a punching bag nor am i paper in which you can write hateful things on and just throw away.

they have their own working limbs. if they dont use it they might as well donate it to someone who does...

sigh...

"and you wonder why im depressed"

and she replies

"it's all your fault. it's your fault that you're like that!" blah blah

i guess it's my fault for giving in to my depression but who stirred my depression in the first place? was it I who judged?? was it I who ordered around? was it I??? was I the one who didn't care about my family when some of them were sick? was it I??


but then again... maybe it really was my fault. everything is my fault.... every single thing that happened in my life... every single detail, i was to blame; I was the one who etched every line on the wood. I was the one who wanted to bleed. i was the one who wanted to feel "alive" -


one by one, the strings of my sweet guitar snaps. one by one the floorboards on my stairs break. one by one the loosened threads that sew up my mind become more grave.

My sanity grows thinner as i rock forward and back sitting on the chair, clasping my head, covering my ears with the brittle fingers of my hands.

rocking backwards and forwards. singing the alphabet in my head. hoping to keep calm. hoping, if it really matters, to keep my soul from leaving through my ears. hoping to keep myself as sane as can be.

what is it that's holding me sane? her... she's helping me keep to myself. she's helping me laugh, cry, let it all out but holding on. let it all be and move on. she is my muse. the pure delight that keeps my desolate state abay.

and yet...


I might bring her down... I will... after all no amount of laughter can cover up your tear stained face.... but then again.. it will stop the tears from falling...

if only that will stop the circle of sorrow...

sigh...

the only choice that a person has is to hang on... hang on, never let go, reason and move on.

i've said it once and i'll say it again

their sh*t is not your fault, you're not supposed to clean up after their stupid mess. they're the ones that don't deserve you, not the other way around.

you can still do it, just a bit more baby.. :)

nice flow ^^

and I hope you're doing better~

just got back from getting sick.
runny nose, fever, up-chucking madness
feeling fine today. hope everything is alright
its unusual for me to feel right

but then again, im not complaining
with what i felt yesterday, all my body aching
so today a good day i hope
today hopefully ..

hopeful

okay.. chapter 1 for figments is done! yay!!! already edited the post ^____^ help me fix my wordings and grammar!

Hey! Well, it's the first chapter, and fairly short, so I can't say much about the story itself. Of course, there are a lot of questions that come in mind when reading the story, and I for one am curious for what happened. :) Wonder where the plot is growing to~~!

Some criticism, but that's just from my part:
In the 2nd part a lot of characters are introduced and it's perhaps a bit too much in one go. It could be helped perhaps if you worked more with paragraphs and space in between dialogues etc; makes it easier for us readers to understand.

Hmmm, perhaps pay a bit more attention to punctuation too: some new sentences shouldn't really have been new sentences, e.g. The participants of the new movement came in and took their seats. They were mostly bunched up as family and friends. Most of them knew each other because of some occasion. All of them baffled at the coincidence that they were there. For the year long seminar was sponsored and the guests were by invitation only. could easily be divided into longer sentences when you work with commas and the like.

I spotted few grammar mistakes, e.g. the 2nd sentence: She’s been sitting should normally be She had been sitting if my english is correct. XD

Looking forward to 2nd chappie~~

i see i see.. *nods*

i was planning to make this into an epilogue or make the chapter longer... guess ill have to re-write

not really good in grammar and punctuation T~T be my proofreader amphy!!!! ^

lol

nywys thanks for the help. back to writing again.

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FIGMENTS : CHAPTER 1

edited version... incomplete
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All worn-out, Riley Sanchez finally got up from her chair to do some stretching which was way overdue. She’s been sitting on her chair from 6 till 3 without standing up or paying attention to her grumbling stomach. ‘Why the hell are you so bloody stupid.’ She told herself dismally ‘I can’t even write a simple act anymore…I’m not worthy as a playwright.’

A loud rapping sound on the door interrupted her thoughts. She put her hands over her eyes and sighed.

“Come in. You don’t have to knock that hard you know.” as she said as the person came in.

“I’m sorry to interrupt you miss but I’ve been knocking for a long time now.” The maid said as she lowered for a quick curtsey.

Riley looked at Stella, smiling while she walked towards her and suddenly pinning her to the door while locking it. “You know that you can always pay a visit on me Stel” She said as she nibbled the maid’s ear.

“The madam...” Stella tried to talk but Riley was still a bit adamant on letting her go. “Miss, please. Your fiancé wishes to see you in one of the conference halls. I assume it’s highly urgent since the miss was telling the others to set the hall up.”

Riley nuzzled Stella’s neck biting her ear gently as she whispers “how urgent? Tell me how urgent it is and I might let you go.” Riley’s hand started to travel downward slowly.

“Please miss… stop” Stella said pleadingly.

“Why should I? You and I both know that you like this too.” Riley said as her mouth only inches away from Stella’s.

“The miss said it was urgent. And if you don’t hurry then I might lose my job.” Stella looked into Riley’s eyes worriedly “She knows about us.”

That stopped Riley from her tracks. She closed her eyes turned around and waved a dismissing hand towards the maid. “Tell her I’ll be on my way in a while. Oh. And bring my notebook with you… put it on one of the tables” Stella hastily took it as she curtsied a goodbye and left.

As the door closed; Riley rubbed her forehead hard. ‘What have I been doing lately.’ She sighed as she looked out the window.

*****

The participants of the new movement came in and took their seats. They were mostly bunched up as family and friends. Most of them knew each other because of some occasion. All of them baffled at the coincidence that they were there. For the year long seminar was sponsored and the guests were by invitation only.

As the room grew boisterous and the crowd lively. One participant suddenly became aghast and outwardly said her mind. “Who owns this abomination!” the woman said pointing to a laptop. “What’s wrong mother?” said Elisa Dewberry’s youngest daughter. “That Andrea! Look at that picture! So vile, so... so burlesque!” Mrs. Drewberry was pointing at the laptop wallpaper. “The owner of that laptop has no respect for that person!” Andrea was patting her mothers shoulder to calm her down while her sister, Raquel nodded in agreement.

“Oh don’t be silly mother. Maybe the owner just adores that actress. She is famous you know” Andrea added. “You think I’m being silly? The model is scantly clad! Why you could almost see her breasts!” The other people in the room shrugged at Mrs. Drewberry, ignored her or scoffed at her.

Unknown to them another person entered the room, watching in amusement the scene that unfolded.

“You’ve got something against art ma’am?” the newcomer said. Mrs. Drewberry replied “This is not art! This is disrespect! This is preposterous! This is... this is…” trying to look for words Mrs. Drewberry looked up at the person she was talking to. “YOU!” she yelled while pointing at the newcomer.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the person being spoken to. “Rei!” one person shouted. “Riri!” another one said. Most of the people there were happy to see her.

Rei smirked (in a playful manner) and waved at them. “Been a long time since I last saw some of you” she said as she browsed the room. ‘Where’s…not here…Thank goodness’ she told herself.

“You must be the one who owns this!” Mrs. Drewberry suddenly butted in. “You and your deranged mind! You’re exploiting this actress!” Rei raised and eyebrow at her while she continues to talk “I’m surprised you’re even invited in this seminar! You’re just a piece of trash!”

“Mother!” Andrea hollered at her mom. Some people were shouting protests most were murmuring them

“You’ve no right to talk to her like that” A nun said calmly.

“hey Sister! It’s been so long! How’s it been” Rei said completely ignoring what Mrs. Drewberry said. “Quite fine Rei. I hope you are as well”

Mrs Drewberry scoffed as the nun and the ‘trash’ exchanged pleasantries. Then finally said “How did you get an invitation here? You must have had stolen someone’s pass!”

“Wow Mrs. Drewberry! I didn’t know that you were that smart!” Rei mocked the lady. “Is it really that obvious that I stole someone’s pass? Gosh! I must return right away then since I’ve been found out.” She said winking at some of her friends then she rolled her eyes at the lady.

“You cynical child! You almost contaminated my daughters best friend with… with your disease!”

“Disease ma’am?” Rei frowned

“Yes! You with your devious thoughts! Your despicable conduct! Good thing she was healed and is going to be married soon!” Mrs. Drewberry spat at her.

“There is nothing wrong with my conduct ma’am and you know that very well! If anyone has any say in this. You’ll find yourself in the middle of it all!” Rei said while trying to control her temper.

Mrs. Drewberry walked towards Rei and without warning slapped her. The room suddenly became still. Most of the participants were alarmed and wanted to make them stop but is afraid to butt-in. the others, quite speechless.

“You will never amount into anything!” Elisa Drewberry stated. Her words full of venom.

Their eye contact remained on each other. Rei clenched her fists and her jaw as both of their breathing grew rapidly. Then just before the tension rose more, Rei laughed.

Rei was laughing her heart out. Harder than she has had in a few months. As her laughter died down, she looked at the lady in the eye and said “nothing less to be expected from an old bigot like you.” She smiled as she turned and headed towards the door.

To everyone’s surprise. Another crowd was watching by the door. Stella and four other people, one of them was experiencing morning sickness.

The young lady from the doorway and Rei looked at each other in the eye. One of them had a cold face. The other suddenly saddened.

“Julie…”

Julie went near her and suddenly pushed her. “How dare you show yourself to me again!”

Rei was stunned. She expected a bit of pretense but never hostility. “how dare I show myself to you…” she repeated while she was still on the floor.

After a few seconds of silence Julie’s parents, siblings and best friend rushed towards her and tried to calm her down for she was hysterical and started yelling curses at Rei.

“Now look what you did!” Said Mrs. Drewberry as her daughter tried to calm down her best friend.

Without a word Rei stood up, walked past them and went out the door.

Stella looked at the door. ‘Miss Riley…’


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“Please settle down a bit everyone.” Stella said. “The madam will be here any moment. If you would like something to drink or eat, please inform me.” With a smile and that said she curtsied then stood at the side near the door.

Ten minutes later. The door swung open as someone came in. every body stood up shocked that it was a famous actress giving them the talk. They quickly said their respects. Ms. Teri Hawthorn nodded at them signaling that they should sit. She glanced at Stella, glaring at her and leered.

Stella nodded a bow and stood by her post. ‘This is going to be a long day.’ She told herself.



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“How am I going to project the slides if I don’t have a computer Ms. Ruiz?” Teri asked Stella silently. Stella looked at her and said “I’m sorry miss. I’ll have one brought up right away.”

“Oh must I do everything around here?” she glared at Stella “Never mind. Don’t bother. Just go get a list of menu for them to chose from.” She said as she walked near one of the participants.

Stella bowed and quickly went out.

“Hi”

“Hello miss.” The girl replied. Teri smiled as she asked the girl if she would be allowed to use the laptop. The girl said she didn’t mind but just as soon as she could finish what she was saying. Teri told her thank you and took the laptop and took a mini projector from her pocket and plugged it in.

As she was about to start her discussion her gaze shifted to the desktop wallpaper. “your wallpaper is amusing.” She told the girl.

“That’s not hers Ms. Hawthorn. It belongs to a deeply perverted person. She soiled my child’s best friend now she’s soiling your name.” Mrs. Drewberry said.

Teri wanted to raise her eyebrow at Mrs. Drewberry but kept her composure and simply ignored her. She then asked the girl what her name is and who owns the computer as she fixed the slides while waiting for the girls response.

The girl averted her angry eyes from Mrs. Drewberry and looked at Teri. “My name’s Michelle or Mitch. And it’s my friend who owns the laptop.” just then Rei came back in the room.

Everyone except Teri looked at Rei most of them sullen about what happened. It really wasn’t a persons fault if he or she is different from other people.

“Speak of the devil.” Mrs. Drewberry didn’t pass the cance for her comment to be heard.

“Mom!” Angela harshly whispered.

Rei just looked at Angela and gave her a smile saying it’s alright. She then proceeded to take her laptop only noticing that it wasn’t on the table anymore.

“Where’s my laptop?” she asked Mitch.

“Oh sorry. I hope you don’t mind me using your laptop. Nice wallpaper by the way.” Said Teri as she looked up.

Teri suddenly frowned at Rei and when Mrs. Drewberry saw that she started to say “There’s the pervert I was talking about ma’am.”

“Tell me Mrs.” Teri glanced at the profile folder. “Drewberry is it?”

“Yes Ms. Hawthorn.” She had a smug expression on her face that Rei wanted to punch off.

“I see…” she was looking at the clock and told the room “We’ll start the discussion later as soon as your food arrives”

Teri’s curiosity got the best of her “How do you know this person?” she asked. “Feel free to let all your emotions out. I’m sure this girl is also happy to know about it.”

Rei wasn’t moving. Not a single trace on her face indicating that she was interested in the conversation.

“As I said Ms. She’s a vile person. A depraved pervert.” She said calmly; thinking that if she makes Rei lash out she might get expelled from the seminar. Still getting no reaction from Rei She continued. “She corrupted a family friend. Bribing her with gifts as she forces her in a relationship!” and once again still no reaction. “Raping her in bed and in youth!” she ended with spite. She kept going and going about saying cruel things about her.

Now Rei wasn’t really the type of person you can annoy with insults. It usually just rolls over her and that’s that. But each word felt like a knife cutting every inch of her. ‘vile.. deperaved…perverted.’ Rei repeated each word in her head. But as soon as she heard the word Rape, her unruffled attitude broke down.

Teri noticed the quick change of attitude and expression that she suddenly said “Enough. Maybe you heard the story wrong.” Teri said.

“What more proof do you need ma’am? Look at her wallpaper! She’s having malicious thoughts about you! And you can ask the person involved directly!” She said pointing to Julie.


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Suddenly Julie felt she was the center of attention. Her family urging her to share. They were still controlling the urge to pummel Rei. Julie stood up from her seat not looking at Rei. Then said “It’s true ma’am.” She miserably said.

“I see.” Teri said again. “And what would you like to say Riley?”

“It’s true. Every word that was said. I was madly in love with her. I also knew that we couldn’t be together so I forced myself on her and blackmailed Julie.” Rei replied trying not to choke.

Almost everyone in the room was aghast. They knew that Julie and Riley were happy together. They knew that Julie loved Riley as well. So the question in everyone’s mind right now is why?

You’re pregnant I take it Ms. Julie is it?”

“Yes ma’am.”

“Happily married?”

“Not yet ma’am.”

“But we are engaged.” Miles Gao said standing up and glaring at Rei while he did so.

“Well good luck to the both of you” Riley said sarcastically. “Look if there was anything in the past I’d like to erase is that I wasted all my time chasing you and that I’m sorry for having anything to do with you at all.” She added.

“Since you’ve had such a sad story Julie I’ll gladly compensate your request for a nice wedding, a house and a car and something to start your family with.” Said Teri. The new movement seminar was also about the participants asking for requests and favors and getting them granted. Of course if it was found valid enough. “Although might I add that I really can’t believe any word of it Rei.” She said looking at Julie then back at Rei.

Rei just shrugged and walked out of the room forgetting what she came in there for in the first place.

Just then it dawned on someone. Why did Teri know Riley’s name?

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okay i got lazy again so ill stop... it got very confusing. ill just edit this some other time again.... err...reviews? although it might confuse you all it'll make your brain hurt... err yeah...

loved it! write more please? you always keep me hanging :P

that doesn't sound the least bit decent.... =))

that just proves how your mind works :lol: