Look At Things Differently
Most of the days nothing around you changes. It's the same SUN, the same MOON. The roads doesn't change their paths, neither do birds sings in different tone. But if you look closely all these monotonous elements of your life can look entirely different because of your changed perspective. It takes a while less effort to turn your usual days to exciting ones by looking at Things as blessings and giving them your attention like never before. Ask yourself what if all these would just disappear from your life and you find them all really special!
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Most of the days nothing around you changes. It's the same SUN, the same MOON. The roads doesn't change their paths, neither do birds sings in different tone. But if you look closely all these monotonous elements of your life can look entirely different because of your changed perspective. It takes a while less effort to turn your usual days to exciting ones by looking at Things as blessings and giving them your attention like never before. Ask yourself what if all these would just disappear from your life and you find them all really special!
#micro_insstory #review #jam
THE HUNGRY DAME
She comes at the street, takes a heavy rest; beside the
Newborn grass rounded-leaves with soft stick,gaggly circle;
Stones there and in mind of the Dame. Someone calling the
Lady's kins near the house of her; heavy rest,all see her;
Looking panic-rage mouth, elbows on her knees; married
Twice,eloped; Adeline claims WHY? she here -
Everyone sees her by frightening-muddle eyes, she opens her jib:
She came to office for importance, but mouth
In too hungry, for relatives and foods.So disappears
From her husband's house and office, direct way to
Her father's house. Belongs to roadside not dare
To admit her misdeed to the House.For:
She'd already deeds two fallacy to her family.
Her eyes deep into and make it black both in up
And down;like a place where forward and
Backward with death. Possibly once a day
BLACK ups and downs fatch her eyes to close.
She's hungry for her husband's house, suffer
Hern't eat by a seven-days. She just comes here
To fill her tummy with full of food and water.
Just want to fill! but fail both in the houses.
The Hungry Dame just wants to fill with
Food and water and to live, heavenly bliss.
#poem #review #jam
She comes at the street, takes a heavy rest; beside the
Newborn grass rounded-leaves with soft stick,gaggly circle;
Stones there and in mind of the Dame. Someone calling the
Lady's kins near the house of her; heavy rest,all see her;
Looking panic-rage mouth, elbows on her knees; married
Twice,eloped; Adeline claims WHY? she here -
Everyone sees her by frightening-muddle eyes, she opens her jib:
She came to office for importance, but mouth
In too hungry, for relatives and foods.So disappears
From her husband's house and office, direct way to
Her father's house. Belongs to roadside not dare
To admit her misdeed to the House.For:
She'd already deeds two fallacy to her family.
Her eyes deep into and make it black both in up
And down;like a place where forward and
Backward with death. Possibly once a day
BLACK ups and downs fatch her eyes to close.
She's hungry for her husband's house, suffer
Hern't eat by a seven-days. She just comes here
To fill her tummy with full of food and water.
Just want to fill! but fail both in the houses.
The Hungry Dame just wants to fill with
Food and water and to live, heavenly bliss.
#poem #review #jam
Through my eyes
I see the world, full with dark and sorrow
I see as if I have no tomorrow
Its hard to sense, feel and hear
Its hard to sense the fear in here
The fight within is the fight eternal
Till the heart beats, till my funeral
Its my fault and I do have a reason
The reason goes with me as do my treason
I forget the time and have a lapse
I see through my eyes my apocalypse
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I see the world, full with dark and sorrow
I see as if I have no tomorrow
Its hard to sense, feel and hear
Its hard to sense the fear in here
The fight within is the fight eternal
Till the heart beats, till my funeral
Its my fault and I do have a reason
The reason goes with me as do my treason
I forget the time and have a lapse
I see through my eyes my apocalypse
#poetry #review
Its just an illusion
You live You fly
You scream you cry
You are inside a cocoon
Waiting to be a butterfly
But deep inside you know the truth
The truth of life as the truth of death
Death is what we see as a dream
The dream that comes one day to be true
The cocoon burst
The butterfly flies
Its just an illusion
Just live your life
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You live You fly
You scream you cry
You are inside a cocoon
Waiting to be a butterfly
But deep inside you know the truth
The truth of life as the truth of death
Death is what we see as a dream
The dream that comes one day to be true
The cocoon burst
The butterfly flies
Its just an illusion
Just live your life
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"Oh God this is weird" those words remind me of you more than the typical words like "i love you" would. Random words ha? random words i rambled that day because i was nervous.. So terrified that your answer to my questions would shatter what was left of my heart. It is funny how those random words became a memory..that tells two different stories, two different feelings( opposite feelings).
A broken heart and the most loved one.
Betrayed and most cherished,
Most friendly guy and a terrible lover,
Brutally honest and a lying man.
words that have become a constant memory, fixture to our story because you teased me some. As random as they are i smile every time i hear them, or think about them. The most random words said on a sad day that inflict more of a happy memory.
#review #unsentletter #randomstory #kido
A broken heart and the most loved one.
Betrayed and most cherished,
Most friendly guy and a terrible lover,
Brutally honest and a lying man.
words that have become a constant memory, fixture to our story because you teased me some. As random as they are i smile every time i hear them, or think about them. The most random words said on a sad day that inflict more of a happy memory.
#review #unsentletter #randomstory #kido
People can't live alone
They can't live in voids
Unshared moments that buried in heart
You should not ignore them, and should never avoid
#vivektavinita #random #review #poem
They can't live in voids
Unshared moments that buried in heart
You should not ignore them, and should never avoid
#vivektavinita #random #review #poem
The Final Ascent.
It had been a long journey getting to the Red mountain. The seer had been right, it was a sight to behold. Gorky the dwarf remembered his mysterious instructions,
"You will know when you get there. Trust your heart and it will lead you there."
The three travellers, a dwarf, a human and an elf, stood on the curved bridge and watched. Streams flowed down the grassy mountain sides, making small water falls as they negotiated the small waterfalls and gracefully emptied into the crystal clear river. Mist wafted from the river and the steep mountain sides. Above it was a massive fog with the mountain straggled behind it.
Molgo the human warrior, now understood how it earned the name Red mountain. Plenty od red flowers dotted the riversides, trees had red fruits and red mysterious birds flew above the river.
They could stand here all morning, but looking at their reflections in the water, they had to go ahead and climb the red mountain. Deep down in their hearts, they knew the fate of their world was dependent on their ascent of this towering giant of a mountain.
Dorky held up his waking stick and gestured towards the mountain. He could sense the intensity of the climb that awaited them.
" Yiana, this is it." He said " The Red mountain"
Yiana the elf, usually distant and nonsensical, nodded her head in agreement. She could sense the danger ahead of her but instead of fear, all she felt was peace. This journey had never been her wish and she could never have been here were it not for the love she had for Molgo. He didn't know this since love of such nature was forbidden.
"We have to find a way to climb this mountain" Molgo said with a tone of authority in his voice. He was anxious of what lay ahead of them, but he knew that if he showed it, the other two would start giving in to fear. For this dangerous mission, he needed them to be fearless.
"Enough has been said, let's get on with it already."
Yiana said with a hue of command in her voice.
"I am starting to get bored."
This was it, they had to go and find the enemy. The three crosses the bridge and followed thr path. Doubt could nag them all day but they knew they had been chosen for a reason. They were destined for this and they had to go on with it.
#wca #wcss #review
It had been a long journey getting to the Red mountain. The seer had been right, it was a sight to behold. Gorky the dwarf remembered his mysterious instructions,
"You will know when you get there. Trust your heart and it will lead you there."
The three travellers, a dwarf, a human and an elf, stood on the curved bridge and watched. Streams flowed down the grassy mountain sides, making small water falls as they negotiated the small waterfalls and gracefully emptied into the crystal clear river. Mist wafted from the river and the steep mountain sides. Above it was a massive fog with the mountain straggled behind it.
Molgo the human warrior, now understood how it earned the name Red mountain. Plenty od red flowers dotted the riversides, trees had red fruits and red mysterious birds flew above the river.
They could stand here all morning, but looking at their reflections in the water, they had to go ahead and climb the red mountain. Deep down in their hearts, they knew the fate of their world was dependent on their ascent of this towering giant of a mountain.
Dorky held up his waking stick and gestured towards the mountain. He could sense the intensity of the climb that awaited them.
" Yiana, this is it." He said " The Red mountain"
Yiana the elf, usually distant and nonsensical, nodded her head in agreement. She could sense the danger ahead of her but instead of fear, all she felt was peace. This journey had never been her wish and she could never have been here were it not for the love she had for Molgo. He didn't know this since love of such nature was forbidden.
"We have to find a way to climb this mountain" Molgo said with a tone of authority in his voice. He was anxious of what lay ahead of them, but he knew that if he showed it, the other two would start giving in to fear. For this dangerous mission, he needed them to be fearless.
"Enough has been said, let's get on with it already."
Yiana said with a hue of command in her voice.
"I am starting to get bored."
This was it, they had to go and find the enemy. The three crosses the bridge and followed thr path. Doubt could nag them all day but they knew they had been chosen for a reason. They were destined for this and they had to go on with it.
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Anokhi The water, the wing and the fiery red. Perfect. As perfect as the bright warm sun at the foothill. Anokhi, her grandmother and his cousin, Alok enjoyed the serene and solitude of the evening. Standing on the wooden protruded bridge, they witnessed the return of the birds, flow of the river and bloom of the spring. It used to be fascinating but no more. Perfection was a crime and so, more than enjoying the sparkling clear water flowing along the edges of mountain, Anokhi wanted to trudge away down the rocky paths buried beneath green mosses and unwanted twigs. Recently, she had wondered about the big dark standing monster more than she had about the responsibilities she had to carry on as the next tribal leader. It was important for the flowers to bloom red or the red feathery creatures to go home at the same time following the same route. It was a hoax because anybody could observe that. Then, why, Anokhi? Especially with those weapons, Alok held close to himself. It wasn’t the simple weather check and she needed to know that smoky solid veiled monster's mysteries and mischiefs. And today was the day. Any instant now, her grandmother would be returning when she would ask for some alone time there. She was ready. Every other thing needed for this adventure could be found somewhere hidden underneath her clothes.
“Anokhi, come child. It’s time for conducting evening prayer,” her grandmother said as she turned to return.
It was the time.
“Umm…grandma, I want to spend some …”
“Listen! Young lady,” Her grandmother cut her in between. “No one visits this place without a company and of course, you’re no exception.”
“But…”
“We’re expected at the temple and you don’t have the luxury to be late,” her grandmother continued.
She looked at Alok who shrugged and indicated her to follow the grandmother who had already set on her path. Deep inside, Anokhi knew he was right. There was no meaning of this dual. She would lose in the end.
ANOKHI!
Anokhi flinched. She had been listening to this roar from last five years. The strange part was that only she heard it. While striding forward behind another stubborn lady, she was determined no more evening visits. Today, she would meet those dark creatures in night. Either way, she had heard darkness was their best friend. #wca #wcss #ray #review
“Anokhi, come child. It’s time for conducting evening prayer,” her grandmother said as she turned to return.
It was the time.
“Umm…grandma, I want to spend some …”
“Listen! Young lady,” Her grandmother cut her in between. “No one visits this place without a company and of course, you’re no exception.”
“But…”
“We’re expected at the temple and you don’t have the luxury to be late,” her grandmother continued.
She looked at Alok who shrugged and indicated her to follow the grandmother who had already set on her path. Deep inside, Anokhi knew he was right. There was no meaning of this dual. She would lose in the end.
ANOKHI!
Anokhi flinched. She had been listening to this roar from last five years. The strange part was that only she heard it. While striding forward behind another stubborn lady, she was determined no more evening visits. Today, she would meet those dark creatures in night. Either way, she had heard darkness was their best friend. #wca #wcss #ray #review
Wise Master
"Whoa! Looks like we are finally here!" Robert said.
"On the lap of the nature and very peaceful." Ellie added.
Master replied, "Yes this is the place where my masters and their masters used to come and practice. And believe me this place has every answer you aquire for."
"That sounds cool. But master, my question, which I think can be answered by you and we don't necessarily need to be here." Robert asked.
Master smiled, "Well. I think I will answer your question first and then I will tell you why we are here."
"If this place is supposed to be for masters then why did you bring us here? We are not masters, not even close to be like you."
"Yes master, I agree with him." Ellie added.
"Haha dear. I can see what you're trying to say. Who said this place is only for monks and masters?"
"I think you just said so."
"No dear. I said my masters used to come here, I didn't mention that only they can come here."
Both are now point blank at him.
"See, the biggest mistake you can ever make in your life is by doubting yourself. Never consider yourself not capable of doing anything. This stops you from doing all the great things you don't know you can do."
Both looked at each other and nodded.
Master continued, "And now as you can see, you need to question things and why you how you get the answers, my child."
#wca #wcss #review
"Whoa! Looks like we are finally here!" Robert said.
"On the lap of the nature and very peaceful." Ellie added.
Master replied, "Yes this is the place where my masters and their masters used to come and practice. And believe me this place has every answer you aquire for."
"That sounds cool. But master, my question, which I think can be answered by you and we don't necessarily need to be here." Robert asked.
Master smiled, "Well. I think I will answer your question first and then I will tell you why we are here."
"If this place is supposed to be for masters then why did you bring us here? We are not masters, not even close to be like you."
"Yes master, I agree with him." Ellie added.
"Haha dear. I can see what you're trying to say. Who said this place is only for monks and masters?"
"I think you just said so."
"No dear. I said my masters used to come here, I didn't mention that only they can come here."
Both are now point blank at him.
"See, the biggest mistake you can ever make in your life is by doubting yourself. Never consider yourself not capable of doing anything. This stops you from doing all the great things you don't know you can do."
Both looked at each other and nodded.
Master continued, "And now as you can see, you need to question things and why you how you get the answers, my child."
#wca #wcss #review
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Laughter
Tell me if you've heard a sound
More musical than a newborn's laugh,
The playful merry giggle, as though,
Singing a song on an angel's behalf
Tell me you've heard a sound
More anxious than the laugh a of freshman,
The tense, restrained, brittle chortle
As he bumps into people now and again.
Tell me if you've heard a sound
More dulcet than a bride's laugh,
The rosy, shy, gleeful chuckle,
As she acknowledges her better half.
Tell me if you've heard a sound
More empty than the laugh of broken hearts,
The mirthless, hollow, heavy breaths,
When from it's lover it departs.
Tell me if you've heard a sound
More proud than the laugh of a victor,
The unrestrained, triumphant bellow,
As the vanity grows thicker.
Tell me you've heard a sound
More excrutiating than a mourner's laugh,
The distant, ironical, accusing howl,
As he writes a loved one's epitaph.
Tell me you've heard a sound
More frightening than a king's laughter,
The hysterical, maniacal, frenzied roar
As a thousand armies trail after.
Tell me you've heard a sound,
More outcast than the laughter of the fallen,
The melancholic, slight, satisfactory smile
That adorns the face in the coffin.
-Aarushi Tahilramani
A/N: Guys this is the first time I'm writing a poem of this sort... I may give it for a contest too... So I really need honest suggestions:)
Laughter
Tell me if you've heard a sound
More musical than a newborn's laugh,
The playful merry giggle, as though,
Singing a song on an angel's behalf
Tell me you've heard a sound
More anxious than the laugh a of freshman,
The tense, restrained, brittle chortle
As he bumps into people now and again.
Tell me if you've heard a sound
More dulcet than a bride's laugh,
The rosy, shy, gleeful chuckle,
As she acknowledges her better half.
Tell me if you've heard a sound
More empty than the laugh of broken hearts,
The mirthless, hollow, heavy breaths,
When from it's lover it departs.
Tell me if you've heard a sound
More proud than the laugh of a victor,
The unrestrained, triumphant bellow,
As the vanity grows thicker.
Tell me you've heard a sound
More excrutiating than a mourner's laugh,
The distant, ironical, accusing howl,
As he writes a loved one's epitaph.
Tell me you've heard a sound
More frightening than a king's laughter,
The hysterical, maniacal, frenzied roar
As a thousand armies trail after.
Tell me you've heard a sound,
More outcast than the laughter of the fallen,
The melancholic, slight, satisfactory smile
That adorns the face in the coffin.
-Aarushi Tahilramani
A/N: Guys this is the first time I'm writing a poem of this sort... I may give it for a contest too... So I really need honest suggestions:)
Two trees
Two trees were in the park
One of them was me
Me and my brother both big and bold
We were each other family
Each day was beautiful
With flowers blooming and birds chirping
Until one day some people came
And took my family
My brother screamed as they cut through
I watched in horror nothing to do
I was alone I was abandoned
I felt the pain
The spring went
Then came rain
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Two trees were in the park
One of them was me
Me and my brother both big and bold
We were each other family
Each day was beautiful
With flowers blooming and birds chirping
Until one day some people came
And took my family
My brother screamed as they cut through
I watched in horror nothing to do
I was alone I was abandoned
I felt the pain
The spring went
Then came rain
#poetry #review
There once was a crow,
Stands on the road to bow.
People are passing through soon,
She'd ne'er caught; with grace of the boon.
Flying up on the sky and keeping its flow.
#Limerick (rhyme scheme "aabba") #creative_writing #review
Stands on the road to bow.
People are passing through soon,
She'd ne'er caught; with grace of the boon.
Flying up on the sky and keeping its flow.
#Limerick (rhyme scheme "aabba") #creative_writing #review
In the darkness of night
The king is for a kingdom
And for a queen
The queen had a lover
Who was not the king
In the darkness of night
It comes for the queen
It sits besides her as it leans
The Knight at the door noticed it all
He informed the king who was furious of all
He took his sword and went towards her chamber
With fire inside burning like an amber
He entered her chamber with anger in face
In a move to kill in a hast
Moonlight fell on his sword
It shone as if it has melted on
But his throat also had a shine
It shone red, red and bright
It was blood all over his neck
He turned and watched the knight
It all happened in the darkness of the night
Now the queen had a king who she loved
And the king had a kingdom with all his right.
#poetry #review #Abhijit
The king is for a kingdom
And for a queen
The queen had a lover
Who was not the king
In the darkness of night
It comes for the queen
It sits besides her as it leans
The Knight at the door noticed it all
He informed the king who was furious of all
He took his sword and went towards her chamber
With fire inside burning like an amber
He entered her chamber with anger in face
In a move to kill in a hast
Moonlight fell on his sword
It shone as if it has melted on
But his throat also had a shine
It shone red, red and bright
It was blood all over his neck
He turned and watched the knight
It all happened in the darkness of the night
Now the queen had a king who she loved
And the king had a kingdom with all his right.
#poetry #review #Abhijit
The Night Sky.
So still yet so alive,
Like sleeping bees in a hive.
Magnificently beating from one heart,
But still so far apart.
Singing to my eyes,
Like a giant sound system.
So loud and yet,
So quiet.
The darkness suddenly
made elegant,
Like a black silk
Dotted with extravagant diamonds.
Sheer beauty it is,
to every open and closed eye,
to live in denial of this
would be to live a lie.
Oh wonder!
Why are you gone by morning?
I'm always left lacking,
Till I'm saved by the evening.
#review #poetry #Rocky
So still yet so alive,
Like sleeping bees in a hive.
Magnificently beating from one heart,
But still so far apart.
Singing to my eyes,
Like a giant sound system.
So loud and yet,
So quiet.
The darkness suddenly
made elegant,
Like a black silk
Dotted with extravagant diamonds.
Sheer beauty it is,
to every open and closed eye,
to live in denial of this
would be to live a lie.
Oh wonder!
Why are you gone by morning?
I'm always left lacking,
Till I'm saved by the evening.
#review #poetry #Rocky
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Hey Guys i am Writing a fantasy story to Get rid of laziness and Would love to hear your thoughts on this 😊♥️👍🏻 also I would Apologize for the grammatical errors cuz i suck at english 😓
🔰 Introduction Story part 1
Lost Legacy ⚔️
In the time of darkness,
there was a tribe that's known as the Aurora and They were the rulers who ruled the great lands for centuries.However The glory of those warriors made was lost due to the mistakes of the later rulers and because of their wrongdoing, the Auroras' were banished from the great Lands for eternity. Eventually this led to the downfall of these noble heroes and destruction of that legendary tribe.
As time went on the whole tribe was destroyed but secretly a few managed to escape before the destruction.
by the time, after a long and exhausting journey, those fugitives found a suitable place to settle and that's how the resurrection of the Auroras began "
Cheers! ♥️
Hey Guys i am Writing a fantasy story to Get rid of laziness and Would love to hear your thoughts on this 😊♥️👍🏻 also I would Apologize for the grammatical errors cuz i suck at english 😓
🔰 Introduction Story part 1
Lost Legacy ⚔️
In the time of darkness,
there was a tribe that's known as the Aurora and They were the rulers who ruled the great lands for centuries.However The glory of those warriors made was lost due to the mistakes of the later rulers and because of their wrongdoing, the Auroras' were banished from the great Lands for eternity. Eventually this led to the downfall of these noble heroes and destruction of that legendary tribe.
As time went on the whole tribe was destroyed but secretly a few managed to escape before the destruction.
by the time, after a long and exhausting journey, those fugitives found a suitable place to settle and that's how the resurrection of the Auroras began "
Cheers! ♥️
The Assassin and The Pin of Velleity
Chapter 2 (part 2)
The large cabin in Kobayashi tower belongs to Mr. M, the most notorious drug lord who wears the facade of a big businessman in the days and turns into his real self at night. Toya stands in his cabin watching Mr. M lightning up his huge cigar and taking a drag on it with his unusually large lips, somehow the only opening to his otherwise balloon-like face. His eyes and nose seem nonexistent as if drawn with a marker on sculpture rather than solid clay.
The walls of his cabin have majestic decorations, some of the highest-paid paintings hang there. Toya finds them senseless as they look like a ten-year-old have scrapped his crayon on the canvas at best. Along with the paintings, there are heads of various animals, tiger, deer, and lion all lined up on his wall beside the grotesque painting of a murder scene.
Toya wonders if his head would be the next and then swallows hard, his back stretched with tension. He looks the other way to try and take his mind off from the fearsome thoughts. He looks at the windows, they are covered with silk drapings perhaps costing more than what Toya has earned all through his life, he swallows again, this time it feels like he had swallowed a mouth full of sand, shifting his glance to the Mr. M's work desk, a piece of beauty. Mr. M enjoys killing people by banging their heads on this table he recalls and all of a sudden the beauty of the table vanishes.
The chair on which Mr. M has been sitting all these while creaks under his weight as he leans back. Mr. M has a round body just like his face and with a weight of 250 pounds, he looks like a bull ready to horn you to death.
After a long lingering silence Mr. M finally speaks, "You failed again!" He says chewing bitterly at his cigar in anger.
"Yes" Toya stammers and nods timidly, his eyes strictly focused on the floor not daring to look up.
"You are trying to tell me that three brilliant assassins couldn't kill a barely adult boy?" He bangs on the work table infuriated by the repeated failure to kill Hitori, his voice booming and echoing in the cabin.
"The boy is not ordinary sir. Out of the three assassins we sent to get him none came back. When we tried to find them out the only thing that we found was a left foot, ankle-down stuck in a bloodied shoe. To what happened to the rest of his body we don't know. That boy is pure evil sir, he's a monster." Toya replies, the image of the torn off foot swimming in his head as if plastered there.
The foot was the single most horrid thing he has watched in his life, it was unbelievable the way it must have been severed from the body. There were no signs of it being cut by a sharp tool or even teeth or nails, it was just torn off like it must've been pulled apart from the body. First, the skin must have torn apart like a rubber stretches out after getting pulled beyond its limit, spiders crawl up his body thinking about it. It must have lead to a blood spill, then the ligaments, muscles, and then finally the bone must have broken with a sound of snap!
He cringes at the thought, needles prick the back of his neck and his calf, his ears wiggle in irritation. What would the sound of his screams have looked like? Oh the pain, the suffering! Thinking all this makes Toya's stomach churn uncomfortably even though he had been in the business of killing people for 30 years now.
Author's note: I tried to work on all the suggestions I received in the earlier parts of the story.
#tm #story #review
Chapter 2 (part 2)
The large cabin in Kobayashi tower belongs to Mr. M, the most notorious drug lord who wears the facade of a big businessman in the days and turns into his real self at night. Toya stands in his cabin watching Mr. M lightning up his huge cigar and taking a drag on it with his unusually large lips, somehow the only opening to his otherwise balloon-like face. His eyes and nose seem nonexistent as if drawn with a marker on sculpture rather than solid clay.
The walls of his cabin have majestic decorations, some of the highest-paid paintings hang there. Toya finds them senseless as they look like a ten-year-old have scrapped his crayon on the canvas at best. Along with the paintings, there are heads of various animals, tiger, deer, and lion all lined up on his wall beside the grotesque painting of a murder scene.
Toya wonders if his head would be the next and then swallows hard, his back stretched with tension. He looks the other way to try and take his mind off from the fearsome thoughts. He looks at the windows, they are covered with silk drapings perhaps costing more than what Toya has earned all through his life, he swallows again, this time it feels like he had swallowed a mouth full of sand, shifting his glance to the Mr. M's work desk, a piece of beauty. Mr. M enjoys killing people by banging their heads on this table he recalls and all of a sudden the beauty of the table vanishes.
The chair on which Mr. M has been sitting all these while creaks under his weight as he leans back. Mr. M has a round body just like his face and with a weight of 250 pounds, he looks like a bull ready to horn you to death.
After a long lingering silence Mr. M finally speaks, "You failed again!" He says chewing bitterly at his cigar in anger.
"Yes" Toya stammers and nods timidly, his eyes strictly focused on the floor not daring to look up.
"You are trying to tell me that three brilliant assassins couldn't kill a barely adult boy?" He bangs on the work table infuriated by the repeated failure to kill Hitori, his voice booming and echoing in the cabin.
"The boy is not ordinary sir. Out of the three assassins we sent to get him none came back. When we tried to find them out the only thing that we found was a left foot, ankle-down stuck in a bloodied shoe. To what happened to the rest of his body we don't know. That boy is pure evil sir, he's a monster." Toya replies, the image of the torn off foot swimming in his head as if plastered there.
The foot was the single most horrid thing he has watched in his life, it was unbelievable the way it must have been severed from the body. There were no signs of it being cut by a sharp tool or even teeth or nails, it was just torn off like it must've been pulled apart from the body. First, the skin must have torn apart like a rubber stretches out after getting pulled beyond its limit, spiders crawl up his body thinking about it. It must have lead to a blood spill, then the ligaments, muscles, and then finally the bone must have broken with a sound of snap!
He cringes at the thought, needles prick the back of his neck and his calf, his ears wiggle in irritation. What would the sound of his screams have looked like? Oh the pain, the suffering! Thinking all this makes Toya's stomach churn uncomfortably even though he had been in the business of killing people for 30 years now.
Author's note: I tried to work on all the suggestions I received in the earlier parts of the story.
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(A SMALL STORY OF A BOY WHO FORGOT TO WAKE UP HER GIRL THIS MORNING)
I know you hate,
But I am not lying mate,
I am sorry that I didn't make it,
Inside it feels like shitttt,
I am really sorry form bottom of my heart.
Inside deep it really pierced me apart.
I am feeling so bad right now,
Continuing thinking this happened but how?
I was happy at night,
Excited to wake you up in light,
Don't know how it all got destroyed,
Deep inside it feels like void.
I know I am not worth of forgive,
But I will ask god to make me this moment relive,
So that I can make the mistake correct,
And so everything becomes according to which I expect.
I know this all seems fake, because I really couldn't make.
I would always be thinking about this moment,
And I felt like I lost the battle to th e opponent.
Sorry my deepest apologies.
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I know you hate,
But I am not lying mate,
I am sorry that I didn't make it,
Inside it feels like shitttt,
I am really sorry form bottom of my heart.
Inside deep it really pierced me apart.
I am feeling so bad right now,
Continuing thinking this happened but how?
I was happy at night,
Excited to wake you up in light,
Don't know how it all got destroyed,
Deep inside it feels like void.
I know I am not worth of forgive,
But I will ask god to make me this moment relive,
So that I can make the mistake correct,
And so everything becomes according to which I expect.
I know this all seems fake, because I really couldn't make.
I would always be thinking about this moment,
And I felt like I lost the battle to th e opponent.
Sorry my deepest apologies.
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Letters of the dead
Letter 1
🔸To the girl who walked away🔸
Why did i thought you would stick around after that? Well it was because you said you would, but i shouldn't have believed that should i now? you told me to show you my demons, you said you would love me no matter what. you told me scars can be beautiful too. you convinced me that is what love is, sharing it all, being one. look where that led us though? why did you walk away after making a promise? Why did you make me believe i can have good, why did you say i can have that heaven if you were to take it away? I am curious.
From your shadow
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Letter 1
🔸To the girl who walked away🔸
Why did i thought you would stick around after that? Well it was because you said you would, but i shouldn't have believed that should i now? you told me to show you my demons, you said you would love me no matter what. you told me scars can be beautiful too. you convinced me that is what love is, sharing it all, being one. look where that led us though? why did you walk away after making a promise? Why did you make me believe i can have good, why did you say i can have that heaven if you were to take it away? I am curious.
From your shadow
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Letters of the dead
A letter from her
🔸To the guy who have the guts.🔸
I am impressed you wrote me this letter. You actually don't know why i walked away? Your scars, your demons are the ones that cost me my family, my dad and yet you have the guts to ask me why i walked away? ... it is because of you, your demons are the reason i don't see my dad anymore. It is because your scars are the reason i don't go to sleep at night, it is because of your demons i see my mom mindless, out of life everyday. It is because of you i have lost my self. You are the reason i will never be happy, you are the reason that i have a scared soul, heart and life. You want to know why i walked away? well that is why, because u are my scar.
Gabby
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A letter from her
🔸To the guy who have the guts.🔸
I am impressed you wrote me this letter. You actually don't know why i walked away? Your scars, your demons are the ones that cost me my family, my dad and yet you have the guts to ask me why i walked away? ... it is because of you, your demons are the reason i don't see my dad anymore. It is because your scars are the reason i don't go to sleep at night, it is because of your demons i see my mom mindless, out of life everyday. It is because of you i have lost my self. You are the reason i will never be happy, you are the reason that i have a scared soul, heart and life. You want to know why i walked away? well that is why, because u are my scar.
Gabby
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