!!! tyme story

i tossed and i turned. no matter how much i tried, it still kept playing in my mind. i knew there was something wrong, but i just couldn't do it. to ask her, i mean. she would get mad, like she always would if i asked. but i had to ask her one day. she had to tell me the truth. for god's sake, i was her son! she seemed upset when she told me the story. could this have happened to her when she was much younger? she never wanted to tell me of her past. did she have a tough time like what we're in to now? did she have to force herself to smile and lie to grandma that the solemn-looking and watery porridge was what she always enjoyed? or was she born with a silver spoon and just couldn't bear to upset me when rice and soya sauce was our daily bread? i shut my eyes tight and found out that my favourite doraemon pillow was getting drencher and drencher by the minute. i remembered his look. his horrendous and grotesque feature. mom was playing with me in the living room. we were competing on who could build the tallest skyscraper with some ruined pass-me-down legos from my stingy rich cousins. our blissful moment ended with dad slamming his way in through the rusty and noisy door. he was holding a knife. one that could easily pierce through my childhood days and shatter it to bits. i remember thinking, this i not my father. this can't be my dad. next thing i knew, mom was holding me tight in her arms like she was treasuring and securing a precious diamond. i felt her cold sweat breaking away gradually from her smooth skin. i could tell she was trembling with great fear and anxiety. cautiously, she stood on the firm ground and twitched her mouth in anger. "get away from me and my son."

(walala...sambungkanlah. i hope it's okay. ran out of ideas on what to write =( )

-panpan-

Tyme Story!!!

That was the story for tonight.I've no idea how much a novelist mom was, she could always come up with great and awesome stories for me,every night before sleep.
"Sleep tight, honey.I'm turning off the lamp."
"Good night mom."
But i couldnt fall asleep right away.The story played in my mind for the moment.
Well if I were Ronald, I wont deal the challenge.Thats a deed of an idiot,I wont want to win a girl that way, even if i really manage to stay in the house for a night.

(ok since panpan oredi wrote her part, so i just stop here lor heheXD)

Story Tyme!!!

okay..here's the rules...it's a simple game..try try..i want to see how creative usj members are..l0l

rules:
1) participation are suppposed to continue the story below..then the next one is supposed to continue the second story continued from the first story..get what i mean?
2) it can be any story..you are free to change the story line as well...but it must be continuous

here it goes:

Ronald had always been known as the "courageous" one in his school. Despite that, he would always showed off on being the bravest in his school. He thought that he was the strongest, bravest, and had the most prestige in school. Since he was quite good-looking also (that's what people say, or probably there's noone else better looking), he always thought that the prettiest girl in the school, Shirley, would fall for him. However, no matter how he tried, Shirley never bother to look at him. How sad he was. Meanwhile, since he always bothered Shirley's life, Shirley's boyfriend, Michael, got jealous. For wanting to stop the troublesome guy from irritating his girlfriend, he dared Ronald to go to the "haunted" house at the end of the street. If he would stay in the house till morning, Michael would broke up with Shirley. Because of his lover, he accepted the request without giving it a second thought. Then, he stepped into the "haunted" house at midnight, when the clock strikes twelve. He walked in and suddenly, there was a crack at the door. He suddenly became coward and ran off. However, he thought of Shirley, and bravely, turned back to the house and walked in again. A gust of wind blew onto the window and it smashed into the wall, making the glass to shatter into pieces. Ronald jumped up. He felt as though he had wet his pants. Then, the wind blew again and the door smashed lock. Ronald got very scared. Without giving it any other thoughts, he ran out of the house. He felt as though he had cried and he mumbled, "Goodbye, Shirley!" The next day, he went to school feeling so embarrased as all his schoolmates have known how cowardly he had acted the day before. And eversince then, he never dare to love anyone again. He got scared on being love as well. He was then, destined to be lonely for his life.



*p.s. it's a stupid one..so now see how the next one continue..cant blame me since being the penolong kanan of usj, this is how stupid am i..especially i'm very happy today without a good reason. =)