The Radio Needs To Shut Up

Subconsciously, as I felt that there was too much light outside, I sprang out of my bed. I overslept, but by how long? I reached for my clock, 9:45 am! I am beyond screwed. I checked my phone, the numbers of missed calls are through the roof. I. Am. Dead. I quickly texted them I…

B

On days she feels like hiding, she wears plain clothes and walk the streets – people tend to overlook her in the disguise. On days she decides to be adored and admired, she wears fancy dress and shiny accessories. More often than not, that only attracted the attention of passersby with a puddle for their…

A

More often than not, you noticed his vehicle inching up behind you. It was inconspicuous - bright red and roaring engine. Like he wants you to know he is there. But as you count down from ten and looked again, the car was nowhere to be found. And you immediately forgot that he had appeared.…

J

Death dropped by unexpectedly this morning. Memories woke up from a long slumber and answered the door groggily and confused, unable to recognize the visitor through unadjusted vision; consciousness had not hit him as hard as the light did. Death simply stood there with a light smile, waiting for his old friend to invite him…

Visiting hours are over

The path ahead stretches out further the more he ran ahead. With breath that can't catch up to his pace, Chester is on the verge of stopping. But he can't. Every time he slows down a little, he can feel them closing in onto him. His calves are burning and his lungs are screaming for…

I hope you like it – me

"The idea of a new relationship always have the habit of sticking around for a little too long, like an overly enthusiastic new colleague that keeps trying to initiate a conversation during lunch." Its like opening a well-wrapped gift, drawn out over a few months, or maybe just days. The excitement from receiving the present,…

BORING

Abraham entered the class and made his way to the desk. The room reeked of death. He put his bag down and looked at the students, unsure if he was at a mortuary. Sitting at the corner of the room, Baron’s head dropped lower and lower and does not seemed like it would be getting…

Who’s there?

Your comb stopped midway the stroke of hair. Your gaze land wildly on the window as you twist your body abruptly. Unmoving, the window remains lifeless and apathetic to your awkward hands frozen in the air. You continued staring, without actually looking at the window. The rain was indifferent and continued it's relentless dive. As…

Harry Potter and the oRDer oF tHE pHOeniX

Harry spotted Ron and Hermoine at the end of the table as he make his way towards them, painfully aware of the gaze and attention that he attract. Collin Creevey and gang pointing and mumbling excitedly at him from a distance, Draco Malfoy sneering menancingly while he lift his spoon towards his mouth. Leave me…

Isn’t it – to get going

He have been chasing after time his whole life.   Rushing to meet client. Rushing to meet deadlines. Rushing to something.   Tiring his body around the clock. He never complained, not a word. He just pressed on, to meet time.   One day, he stopped finding time. Because it belongs to him now. He…