Monday, January 14, 2008

Story.... @ 11:19 PM

This friend of mine wrote a short story in my organiser. To me, he is not the kind of guy will wrote such a girly stuff.But one thing for sure, his language is rather strong. I think i want to post it up on to my blog , to share with everyone. ( But due to some reasons , their name will be replace with J1, J2 and J3)

Title: For a Life time

Together at World Youth Day. And J1 stared straight at J2, wanting to eat him up in her anger. But she could not for she was kind and merciful. She closed her mouth and shielded her teeth from her Prey. At this, J2 fled.

J1 looked left. J1 looked right.J1 looked everywhere. But J2 she could not find. She sought but was forsaken by her hope of her search. And so she turned and walked away, from the disappointment and rage.

As turned, a familiar face appeared before her, giving her that glimpse of a ray of happiness. This was a feeling that she was familiar with that comfort and assurance. J3 stood there in front of her. And smiled. All J1 felt was a shot of warmth and gladness she would ever need for a fulfilled life.

(When i typing the last paragraph, i felt goosebumps)

Monday, January 14, 2008

Story.... @ 11:19 PM

This friend of mine wrote a short story in my organiser. To me, he is not the kind of guy will wrote such a girly stuff.But one thing for sure, his language is rather strong. I think i want to post it up on to my blog , to share with everyone. ( But due to some reasons , their name will be replace with J1, J2 and J3)

Title: For a Life time

Together at World Youth Day. And J1 stared straight at J2, wanting to eat him up in her anger. But she could not for she was kind and merciful. She closed her mouth and shielded her teeth from her Prey. At this, J2 fled.

J1 looked left. J1 looked right.J1 looked everywhere. But J2 she could not find. She sought but was forsaken by her hope of her search. And so she turned and walked away, from the disappointment and rage.

As turned, a familiar face appeared before her, giving her that glimpse of a ray of happiness. This was a feeling that she was familiar with that comfort and assurance. J3 stood there in front of her. And smiled. All J1 felt was a shot of warmth and gladness she would ever need for a fulfilled life.

(When i typing the last paragraph, i felt goosebumps)