COOKIE MONSTER READ!
Saturday, June 20, 2009
It's only for COOKIE MONSTER to read. If you're not one, please read the other posts. :DI hesitated for a moment, but nevertheless, i walked into the bar with heavy pounding footsteps after a day of mundane, never-ending work. Ear-splitting and rhythmic music blasted through the black bulky speakers situated at the corners of the room. Glaring, colorful disco lights shone on the hazel brown dance floor and the room was choked with the heavy smell of tobacco.
I strewed my handbag on one of the black-cushioned chair in front of the bar table. I ordered a glass of tequila. At first, I took sip by sip, savoring every sip of the drink, but when problems caught my mind, I went on taking more than a sip each time, hoping that I could ‘blow’ the problems off my mind, like blowing off a speck of dust of the table until they diminished. By the time I was gulping the whole glass of tequila with one breath, a gentleman with broad muscular shoulders, a bulbous nose and a pair almond-shaped eyes stood by me.
He asked if he could sit beside me, I sat motionlessly for a few seconds, but later signaled to him to sit down with a sour grin on my face. I continued to ask for more glasses of tequila whenever I finished the last drop of the previous glass. He did the same too. We chatted as we drank. Without any notice, I started pouring out my problems to him like a pot of soup. He, of course, listened and we giggled with fingers pointing each other for no apparent reason, probably because we are a little drunk.
When I could feel the intense heat emitting from my body, I grabbed my handbag and staggered out of the bar, leaving the gentleman behind with a quizzical look. I stopped by a river. Suddenly, out of nowhere came an arm tugging on my waist. My heart stopped for a moment and I shrieked. I was taken aback and without a second’s consideration, I gave a hard push on the person by the chest. Out of my horror, it was the gentlemen at the bar a moment ago! He went tumbling down into the water with a ‘swoosh’.
To any astonishment, I sobered. My hands quivered and I broke into cold sweat. Images of the man falling into the river kept flashing continuously through my mind as I dashed to the river. There was no sign of struggling, only gentle ripples could be seen. To my utter disbelievement, I was traumatized and I dropped straight on my knees when my body went numb. I whimpered silently.
When a group of boys walked past me with their fingers pointing in my direction, I picked myself up and ran. I ran as fast as I could, hoping that no one would recognize me and my mouth began to mumble 'He killed himself, it was not my fault...' I began to slow down when I arrived at a road, a empty road with no cars around, no people around, not even a single soul. As i panted, i could feel the gentle night breeze caressed my cheeks. I thought i heard footsteps, so out of fear desperation, I ran into the nearby forest and hid. But I never expect that one careless slip would cause my life but it shattered the possibility of me being jailed.COOKIE MONSTER, please comment okay? I'm yearning to hear your comment. :)
COOKIE MONSTER READ!
Saturday, June 20, 2009
It's only for COOKIE MONSTER to read. If you're not one, please read the other posts. :DI hesitated for a moment, but nevertheless, i walked into the bar with heavy pounding footsteps after a day of mundane, never-ending work. Ear-splitting and rhythmic music blasted through the black bulky speakers situated at the corners of the room. Glaring, colorful disco lights shone on the hazel brown dance floor and the room was choked with the heavy smell of tobacco.
I strewed my handbag on one of the black-cushioned chair in front of the bar table. I ordered a glass of tequila. At first, I took sip by sip, savoring every sip of the drink, but when problems caught my mind, I went on taking more than a sip each time, hoping that I could ‘blow’ the problems off my mind, like blowing off a speck of dust of the table until they diminished. By the time I was gulping the whole glass of tequila with one breath, a gentleman with broad muscular shoulders, a bulbous nose and a pair almond-shaped eyes stood by me.
He asked if he could sit beside me, I sat motionlessly for a few seconds, but later signaled to him to sit down with a sour grin on my face. I continued to ask for more glasses of tequila whenever I finished the last drop of the previous glass. He did the same too. We chatted as we drank. Without any notice, I started pouring out my problems to him like a pot of soup. He, of course, listened and we giggled with fingers pointing each other for no apparent reason, probably because we are a little drunk.
When I could feel the intense heat emitting from my body, I grabbed my handbag and staggered out of the bar, leaving the gentleman behind with a quizzical look. I stopped by a river. Suddenly, out of nowhere came an arm tugging on my waist. My heart stopped for a moment and I shrieked. I was taken aback and without a second’s consideration, I gave a hard push on the person by the chest. Out of my horror, it was the gentlemen at the bar a moment ago! He went tumbling down into the water with a ‘swoosh’.
To any astonishment, I sobered. My hands quivered and I broke into cold sweat. Images of the man falling into the river kept flashing continuously through my mind as I dashed to the river. There was no sign of struggling, only gentle ripples could be seen. To my utter disbelievement, I was traumatized and I dropped straight on my knees when my body went numb. I whimpered silently.
When a group of boys walked past me with their fingers pointing in my direction, I picked myself up and ran. I ran as fast as I could, hoping that no one would recognize me and my mouth began to mumble 'He killed himself, it was not my fault...' I began to slow down when I arrived at a road, a empty road with no cars around, no people around, not even a single soul. As i panted, i could feel the gentle night breeze caressed my cheeks. I thought i heard footsteps, so out of fear desperation, I ran into the nearby forest and hid. But I never expect that one careless slip would cause my life but it shattered the possibility of me being jailed.COOKIE MONSTER, please comment okay? I'm yearning to hear your comment. :)
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The typical teenage
ANNA QUACKEE
HER
She's extraordinary.
But she's flawed.
She knew it all along.
That's she's different.
In her own unique way.
She's not perfect.
And will never be.
But she'll never stop trying to be one.
She's not living in a Fairytale.
She'll never be.
She loves the way he is.
He-left her the best memories.
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