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It's been a long time since I posted here. I miss writing short stories. Been busy these past months so I really can't write stories. By the way I applied to my dream school which is the University of the Philippines. There's no entrance exam but I'm still nervous. I dont know when will they announce the results. I pray that I can go to that university. I'm really hoping. I will try my best to write again. I'm focusing in my arts now but I love writing so I will spare time for this hobby. I hope I can write, draw and study with enthusiasm again. Byee!!!💕

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"Wanna hangout?"

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Glamour💕

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The Cat named Neko

It's a sunny afternoon, me and my family are chilling in the kitchen. We are busy scrolling and tapping on our phone when suddenly we heard a bell. We look at each other. But we just ignored it and continued to what we're doing. First, we thought that it was just an ice cream vendor. But it has a faint sound.

And then, the bell sound gets louder and louder. I stood up and check where the sound coming from. It's coming from our backyard so I went to our backyard. And I was surprised on what I saw.

It's a kitten! He's meowing and as he move, the bell on her neck ring. The kitten is so cute. He has a white fur with brownish spots, a black ears and blue eyes.

So I called my mom and tell her there's a kitten in our backyard. The kitten make a sound and enter our home without greeting us. He literally ignore us. He just walk and wander inside.

We are thinking where did he came from and who is his owner. Maybe he belongs to our neighbors.So we pet him while we wait for someone to get and fetch him. We played with the kitten and pet him. We gave him the name Neko. It's a japanese word for "cat".

We were so happy that afternoon because we want a cat for a long time and now we have one on our house. But it's just a temporary happiness. His owner fetch him and take him away.

We thought that that would be the last time we will hold Neko and played with him but the next day, we heard again the sound of bell. I immediately check it in our backyard and the Neko was there again. He came back!

Neko stayed again in our house and played with us. And...his owner took him again. The next day, he came to us again. We fed him and played with him again. But this time, Neko stayed with us longger than the previous days. On the evening, there's a knocked on our door and we already expect it to be the owner. I carried Neko and went outside.

We greet the owner and talk with her. She's apologizing for her cat barging in our house almost everyday. But I said it's okay and we enjoyed having the Neko in our house. I gave Neko to her but Neko seems struggling. It looks like he doesn't want to go home yet.

I tried to remove Neko's claw on my shirt and force him to go with his owner. I am almost teary eyed because I can feel Neko's feelings. It's the feeling of betrayal. When I finally remove him from me, I saw the pain in his eyes. Like he was saying "Don't let me go". Neko keep meowing and struggling in his owner's arms. But I already close the door so that he can't see me.

The next day, I waited for the sound of bell but I hear nothing. I waited and kept looking at our backyard. The day passed and no Neko came.

The next day, last day of the week, a very bad news came to us. We heard from our neighbors that Neko was hit by a car and died. Coming from the owner, she said that Neko escape from their house and it looks like he wanted to go to us. But he was hit by a car.

We wept and mourned for him. The next day, Sunday, we went to church. I prayed for the soul of Neko. We were going home when I heard the sound of bell. I immediately find the sound and hoping it's Neko. I went to the bushes and to my surprise, I found Neko!

But it's a cat. Neko is a kitten. The poor cat was lying on a box and meowing at me. It's featured is like Neko. They have the same face but this one is bigger. Suddenly, my tears fall down. I remember Neko's face and our bonding in our house.

We lost a cat that don't belong to us but God gave us a cat that we can finally say it's ours.

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He's already DEAD

I am currently lying in my bed now. Waiting for the rain to subside. Only lightning and thunder could be heard in every corner of my room. Nakatulala. That's all I do. What else can I do in this house? House that only I live in. Yeah, I was alone. My parents died 10 years ago. This is also the case when that tragedy happened. I was a high school student that time. I came from school then and I came home that night because of our group project. When I was at the gate of our house, I wondered why the light was off. Mom and dad don't turn off the light every night. When I entered, I already felt nervous. Then I saw our dog. I was even more nervous when I saw it dead. I rushed towards the door and opened it. Its dark so I even looked for the light switch. When I turned on the light, my tears flowed at the same time. Until I screamed. Mom and dad are lying in the floor. Bloody and lifeless. They have stabbed in their stomach. I approached them and kissed as I continued to pronounce their name. The door suddenly opened and at the same time our neighbor Aling Corine came out with her husband and son.

"My God!" Aling Corine shouted. She approached me and hugged me while I continued to cry and grieve. I heard the siren of the police and the ambulance. Then they took my parents. I went back to trance when I felt like I was crying. Until now I still can't move on from what happened that night. Ten years ago and to this day it is still unclear who killed them. I decided to go to sleep instead of going back to the past. I closed my eyes. But I still couldn't sleep so I woke up. But when I woke up, I woke up suddenly to see that my room was different. My dark room has become a park already. I found myself standing in the park.

"Hi"

I was surprised to hear someone speak next to me. I turned here and saw a man. He looked at me and was speechless. He is handsome and his appearance is formal. I was ready to speak but nothing came out of my mouth. Gradually the man walked away. He doesn’t walk but it just seems to float as it goes farther and farther away. I just found myself chasing it but I was stopped when suddenly darkness came. I could no longer move when it swallowed me with the man. I was thrown back on my feet and I felt a trickle of fluid on my face. Looking at myself I was drenched in sweat and panting as if I had run a few hundred meters. I thought about it. Is it a bad dream? And the man, who is that?

I noticed that it was morning. Wait, morning? What happened last night suddenly came to my mind. But I know I haven't slept yet. And that dream, it seemed real. I dismissed that in my mind and went into the bathroom. I took a shower and got dressed. I looked in the mirror and saw how I looked. I have eyebags that are pitch black. I look like a panda. And it looks like I’m really stressed out. After fixing myself, I went downstairs to eat. Our house is small but it has a second floor. When I opened the refrigerator, I remembered that I hadn't been able to buy my food. Maybe I'll just eat at a convenient store. It's just close to our house so I'll just walk. I left the house and started walking. While walking, I stopped to see the park. This is the park of my dreams. I ignored it and just walked away. When I arrived, I just took a cup of noodles and paid for it. I sat down and started eating. I was in the middle of eating when suddenly someone spoke next to me.

"Can I sit here miss?"

I didn't hesitate to look at this person and then nodded and continued eating. I don't care if anyone sits at my table.

"Hi miss. How are you?"

I looked up when the one in front of me spoke. It was as if cold water had been poured on me when I realized who it was. He is the man of my dreams! My eyes widened and I also let go of the spoon I was holding. What does this mean?? The man in my dream is real !?

"Ahh miss .. Are you okay?"

He asked. I still can't take my eyes off him. He really is! I shuddered when I heard the rattle coming from the door signaling that someone had entered. I looked at it and was surprised to see a beautiful woman approaching our place. My eyes widened when he sat down and kissed the man in front of me. They are couple maybe. But why are they here at my table?

I was about to speak when they suddenly left and left the store. I was still stunned. I just continued eating. When it was over I went out to go home. On the way home, I noticed people rioting in the park. Out of curiosity, I was also curious. I approached and peeked. My knees weakened when I realized they were looking at a human corpse. I examined the corpse and noticed its clothing. It looks familiar. My eyes widened as I remembered where I had seen it. I stared at the man's face and I was even more shocked to remember his face. I screamed in shock. My shout caught the attention of the police and nurses.

"Can I sit here miss?"

"Hi miss. How are you?"

"Ahh miss .. Are you okay?"

I still remember what he said earlier! His face and what he's wearing! But how is he dead now !?

I was surprised when suddenly someone supported me. I didn't know I was sitting on the grass.

"Miss are you okay?" He asked. I turned to him and saw that he was a policeman. I nodded and stood up straight while the police were still supporting me.

"Miss can we talk to you? Just a minute?" He asked. I rubbed my hands and then my buttocks and then I confronted the police. I wouldn’t have but I remembered that I was confused by what happened and I wanted to get the answer to the questions that were on my mind.

Who is this guy? And why the hell he is in my dreams !? And now he is already dead !?

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Hi!!! I didn't post for a long time so I wrote this poem as a treat. Have a nice and great day 😊

The night is dark

As the winter's cold

The sky is bright

With the moon and stars on it.

The night breeze

That give comfortable feelings to me

I love night

But not dark.

On that day, I was shivering in cold

Feeling unwell as the wind passes

Through windows

I tried to sleep,but fails

Darkness filled with thunders

Rain starts to pour

I was alone, in the room,

Empty and darkness are reigning.

Until those dreams came

And changed my life

I dreamed about,

The boys in my dreams.

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It suited to my poem!

Sic Toxicus

Jar full of flowers, and a viscious owners

Men seize it and throw at her

Acceptance was given, but it just lie there

No response, no return, so is her.

Nothing is going on, it is a mess

Everyday she cried, for help, and for dress

Zeal is vanishing, overwhelming stress

Abort! The man said, Sail! A virgin says.

Neither are working, it is fail

O' how dare you! leave a trail!

Grim, so gross, she's so frail

Yet hear her howl, for she is evil as well.

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"Sic Toxicus"

Jar full of flowers, and a viscious owners

Men seize it and throw at her

Acceptance was given, but it just lie there

No response, no return, so is her.

Nothing is going on, it is a mess

Everyday she cried, for help, and for dress

Zeal is vanishing, overwhelming stress

Abort! The man said, Sail! A virgin says.

Neither are working, it is fail

O' how dare you! leave a trail!

Grim, so gross, she's so frail

Yet hear her howl, for she is evil as well.

#short poems #toxic relationship

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"Accident"

I could smell the fragrance of the flowers and the fresh smell of the grass. I opened my eyes to see where it was coming from. This fragrance. I got up and found myself in a garden. A very spacious and very beautiful garden. It is filled with plants and animals. Not far from me were two lions. One girl and one boy. There are also deer and lots of rabbits. I also see giraffes and elephants in the distance. I stood up and looked around. Very beautiful.

But something went through my mind. Where am I?Only now did I also notice my attire. I was dressed in white and barefoot. I was looking for a man.

"Where am I?" I whispered to myself.

Until I heard someone singing. I followed where it was coming from. Very good song. Its voice is very cold. I approached a tree because this is where the voice comes from. I went behind it and I saw the man playing a guitar. He stopped singing and then looked at me. He has no face. His face was blurred and very bright but not painful to the eye. Not only was his face bright but also his whole body. He stood up and took my hand. He guide me next to him.

"Where am I?" this is my first question.

"You're in my garden." He said.

"How did I get here?"

"I called you."

When he said this, a memory entered my mind.

"I called you to let you know I'm leaving." he said.

“Where are you going?” I said.

"In a distant place. In a quiet place. There, there is no pain, no suffering and no chaos. There, there is peace. This is our last meeting. I always see you crying. You are suffering. That is why I am leaving." he added.

I was confused by what he was saying but at the same time my tears were flowing. The man stood up and walked away. He stared at me and gradually he had an appearance.

I remember.

He smiled and hugged me. He spoke these words.

"I forgive you, my love. It's time for you to move on and forget about me. Goodbye"

Until he disappears. My tears did not stop.

“I remember” I said.

I opened my eyes to see the ceiling of the jail.

I remember. He was my ex-boyfriend.

My boyfriend I accidentally killed.

#short story #short fiction #accident

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Good morning everyone. I'm new here in Tumblr and as a newbie, I'm gonna share my first post here. A short story.

"Little Angel"

Jessie was very happy when she came home from school because they didn't have school tomorrow. The next day, news came out that the whole country was under lockdown due to the outbreak of the covid-19 pandemic. Jessie's joy was replaced by sadness. They don’t know when this lockdown will end. She also remembered his assignment that she was about to pass tomorrow. She also remembered his classmates and friends. They were about to graduate so she didn't know when they would meet again.Several months passed and the lockdown was still not lifted. Their graduation has been postponed. So Jessie was very sad. One day, Jessie's parents got into a fight and it ended in divorce. From then on, Jessie was left alone in their house. Jessie couldn't stop crying with grief. She was depressed and thought of committing suicide because of what she was going through. The things she went through before the lockdown came back to his memory. Her last laugh with her friends, the last word she heard from her teacher, her smile when she's looking to her parents, she remembered their bonding, her last assignment, and many more meaningful and happy memories. She took the cutter out of his bag. As she picks it up, her tears do not stop flowing. Until she felt a hug on her leg. She looked at it and she saw her younger sister.

"I love you ate" her sister said. Her knees melt and she could no longer stop herself from kneeling because of weakness. She threw the cutter away. She cried as if there was no tomorrow. She hugged her sister and thanked her. Her dreams came back to her. And as she cried, she utter these words.

"I was saved by a little angel"

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