Sunday
Once there was this boy named Sky. He had been through lots of hardship such as his mother dying, his father remarrying after just one month, and his stepmother being all witchy now and then. Having all this brought to him at once was enough to make him emotionally deprive. But I guess that was just the start of his tragic story.
He just came from back from school. It seems just like any other day but, it will be the day that will trigger the beginning of the transition in the colors of his life. He was tired from all the studying so he randomly roam around the house. He accidentally found his stepmother in the arms of another man. The worst part is that, the man is their own gardener.
For fear that her malicious schemes will be discovered, Sky's stepmother quickly dragged him into the storage room and locked him up. Sky was just dumbfounded. He couldn't explain his mixed feeling of disgust and anger. He just let himself be dragged into the pitch dark room. He doesn't even know where he was detained. All he knew is that everything was wrong. Everything just kept on showing to him like their purpose was to shatter him down to pieces.
Sky's night passed by the storage room. He did not scream or shout for help. He just wanted to spend his little peaceful time knowing it will soon come to an end. What he feared has finally come. He can clearly hear the footsteps from other side of the door. It was already late in the morning. Sky knew that his dad already left for work. And that those footsteps that he is hearing is definitely from some predator approaching its prey.
As the door slowly open, making a creaking sound, he shivers with fear. The time he saw her face, his eyes grew big. But, it was totally different. Her face was covered with a big smile. Sky couldn't figure as much. He was confused by the sudden turn of events. Her smile was directly for him.
"Don't be afraid. I'm gonna punish my little boy no more, okay. Now, come on. I cooked your favorite Italian Pasta," she said while extending her hand on the trembling boy.
"I was obviously hesitant in taking that same hand that dragged me here yesterday." Sky thought.
"I know, you're still afraid, right? I guess I'll just wait for you at the dining table then." She said as she walked away.
"There's definately something wrong with her. She looks like a demon just yesterday. There's no way a transition can be done so easily, specially on her case..." Sky murmured as he stood up.
[to be continued on the next post - p//]
For fear that her malicious schemes will be discovered, Sky's stepmother quickly dragged him into the storage room and locked him up. Sky was just dumbfounded. He couldn't explain his mixed feeling of disgust and anger. He just let himself be dragged into the pitch dark room. He doesn't even know where he was detained. All he knew is that everything was wrong. Everything just kept on showing to him like their purpose was to shatter him down to pieces.
Sky's night passed by the storage room. He did not scream or shout for help. He just wanted to spend his little peaceful time knowing it will soon come to an end. What he feared has finally come. He can clearly hear the footsteps from other side of the door. It was already late in the morning. Sky knew that his dad already left for work. And that those footsteps that he is hearing is definitely from some predator approaching its prey.
As the door slowly open, making a creaking sound, he shivers with fear. The time he saw her face, his eyes grew big. But, it was totally different. Her face was covered with a big smile. Sky couldn't figure as much. He was confused by the sudden turn of events. Her smile was directly for him.
"Don't be afraid. I'm gonna punish my little boy no more, okay. Now, come on. I cooked your favorite Italian Pasta," she said while extending her hand on the trembling boy.
"I was obviously hesitant in taking that same hand that dragged me here yesterday." Sky thought.
"I know, you're still afraid, right? I guess I'll just wait for you at the dining table then." She said as she walked away.
"There's definately something wrong with her. She looks like a demon just yesterday. There's no way a transition can be done so easily, specially on her case..." Sky murmured as he stood up.
[to be continued on the next post - p//]
Labels: Miseries
Saturday
There is always something we want to talk about. It's either to someone who is dear to us or just to ourselves. We never looses topics to blab and something to gossip. But, this just proves that people are social beings, whether its in a positive or negative way doesn't really matter. That's the very reason why I decided to create something like this. Something I want other people to talk about.
What I really like about humans is that they tend to find something that will interest them or satisfy them. Everyone's a living proof of that. Everybody's guilty. If I were to make a book about humans, the first adjective would be "uncontented species." Many examples can be given such as those in possessions, money, fame, glory, life, happiness, and love. But as I've said, I like the uncontented part of humans, because that's what sets us apart from other creatures in this world, regardless of how fatal one can be.
It is because of our uncontentment that we are able to find things we can truly love. We can learn so much from satisfying one's need after the other. Until we find that one thing that we really want to treasure, leaving all the uncontented part of us behind. And having that thing made you realize at that moment that it was worth the search.
I'm telling you, if that's what you think I thought. You've got it all wrong. When we came to find that certain thing that we THINK could satisfy us, we would absolutely want more. The more you get, the more you want. We're just thinking so much ahead of what reality presents us. You can never escape that part until you DIE. It's harsh but its the truth.
As you can see, you are being dragged by my blabbing about human nature. I hope you'll find yourself uncontented after reading this not-so-sensible groups of sentences. Leaving you wanting for more. [Ah! As I thought, I love that part!!]
It is because of our uncontentment that we are able to find things we can truly love. We can learn so much from satisfying one's need after the other. Until we find that one thing that we really want to treasure, leaving all the uncontented part of us behind. And having that thing made you realize at that moment that it was worth the search.
I'm telling you, if that's what you think I thought. You've got it all wrong. When we came to find that certain thing that we THINK could satisfy us, we would absolutely want more. The more you get, the more you want. We're just thinking so much ahead of what reality presents us. You can never escape that part until you DIE. It's harsh but its the truth.
As you can see, you are being dragged by my blabbing about human nature. I hope you'll find yourself uncontented after reading this not-so-sensible groups of sentences. Leaving you wanting for more. [Ah! As I thought, I love that part!!]
Labels: Random Stuff
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