Friday, June 03, 2005
--Boring Day...("bonus" story inside)--
The day started when i woke up, realising that it was 11.30am, an hour past the starting time of today's maths remedial, crap... The initial plan for today was actually to go fishing with jeremy, but we couldn't think of a good spot, and the sun was blazing. So, we canceled it, and Edmund came over to watch anime for abit instead.
Arg, maybe i'll go out for a walk on my own later when the sun dims little, but for now, i don't really have anyhing to do, so i'll type out what i wrote for my english writing test. It's not all that good but here goes :
"A Secret"
Despite the presence of the roof, moolight found its way into my room through a small pathetic window. I found the name for what was more like a crack in the wall an overkill. Under that moonlight, i pondered over what the beautiful lady who raised me whishpered in my ears before death claimed her soul. The lady told me to vist Rock and carefully look around an be careful not to let the obsessed gambler know of what I was going to do.
My family had always been living in poverty ever since my step father entered our lives. He always took all the family's savings to pay for the mountains of gambling debts he owed. Even after mother was struck with an serious illness, his habit still continued and we did not have money to pay for mother's treatment.
Racking memories from my unpleasent past, the name Rock struck me, it was the pet dog we kept and died soon after father left us. We soon moved out from our old place where Rock was buried and moved to the 'house' that we live in now. Alone in the dark of the night, I crept silently past the gambler's bed. I mounted his bike and rode to our old place under the moonlight's guidence.Finally, when I reached Rock's burial place, the sky was starting to light up and the sun's rays lit up the place. I noticed a small mound which wasn't there when Rock was buried.
I dug at the mound and soon saw what looked like a letter and a booklet enclosed in a transparent air-tight plastic bag. I peeled open the plastic bag and carefully read the contents ; "This booklet is the bankbook of the bank account which I opened under your name, I did not let your step father know about these savings as he would just gamble it away. Use this little fortune I saved up penny and nickel from my low-paying job wisely for your studies and future. Good bye son." After reading, I was reduced to tears.
The End
Then again, i ask myself:
Why was the flame encased in ice so thick?
What was it that froze a flame so wild?
Now that it is frozen, was it for the better?
Or was it for the worse?
5:24 PM
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