life's short stories

credits photographer: luke wee location: republic polytechnic 

( Author's Note )

“Hello, Annabelle speaking.”
“Belle, Nick’s leaving today. Are you coming?”
“No, I’ve got work to do.”
“Oh, I thought given the…”
“Look, Jon, I’m busy. Gotta go.”


It was seven in the morning and in another hour and half later, Nicholas would be out of the neighborhood, out of the country and maybe, possibly, out of her life as well. For how long? No one in the group knew because even he is unsure of that.


Annabelle was not sure of what she should do. She lied about having work to do. She had finished her article almost 3 hours ago and the printing was already in progress, she had more than enough time to go home, freshen herself up and see Nicholas off. But she refused to. So much has happened over the last two months that she no longer understand what’s going on anymore. She haven’t had the energy needed to deal with it.


Deep in her thoughts, her cellphone's rings sent a wave of shock over her before she picked up the call.


“Annabelle speaking.”
“It’s me, Belle. Nick. I’m glad you picked up the call; I really need to meet you.”


Silence hung in the air, as Annabelle couldn’t believe that Nicholas was the person at the other end. The person she began to avoid since ten days ago. She felt tears welling up in her eyes, she couldn’t control them.


“Belle?”
“Yes, I’m here. As always.”


She made a laugh as she was trying to hide the sniffles, not wanting Nicholas to know she’s crying.


“Can we meet? It’s urgent.”
“Nick, I can’t. I have a dateline to meet and it’s almost up. You know how it’s like; I have tons of things to do. I need to …” She rattles off the list of things she knew had already been done.
“Oh.”


Silence was once again speaking to them, neither knew what to say. Then there was a knock on Annabelle’s office door.


“Someone’s looking for me, probably more work. Have a good, erm, journey. Bye.”


She hung up and rushed to the door to open it.


“Surprise?”


And there he stood in front of her. Nicholas was at her door.


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Author's Thoughts: Just sharing one of my ideas of a story/plot. Hoping that one day, I'll be extremely motivated to finish up at least 1 out of the 4 story ideas that I have currently into a completed novel, published and all. :)

In the world that I live in,
Masks and lies are often seen.
Wonder the meaning of truth afar,
And get lost in the midst of glittered stars.
( ... )

Dreads, another trainee. How many times do we have to go through this?


It was close to mid-terms and Heather was not very happy when she found out that there was going to be yet another learner teacher coming in to teach her class. None of the teachers seem to be able to teach them for an entire year. It should come as no surprise. After all, her class is the worst in the entire level. It doesn’t matter if she dislikes studying, but it matters to her that the teachers remain the same.


Not looking forward at all to meet the new trainee, Heather sat quietly at her desk and read her book, lost in the midst of her classmates’ voices or noises.


And then, there was silence.


Heather looked up and almost instantaneously, her breathing stopped, her stomach churned and her eyes were glued to the man that just walked in. Like as if a sudden heat wave had just swept passed her, Heather felt really hot and flushed. She’s not sure why, but somehow, she’s feeling a tad embarrassed. At what? Nobody knows.


Everyone stood up, while Heather fumbled her way to ground her feet, and greeted the man that just walked in.


“Good afternoon, class. You may all be seated.” Responded the man in blue.


Whipping out a marker from his pocket, he wrote his name on the whiteboard.


“I’m Jacob. You can either call me Mr. Jake or just Jacob. And I’ll be teaching all of you, Geography.”


And you can call me Heather. I think I might just enjoy school a whole lot more now. She thought to herself, smiling down at her desk.


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Author's Thoughts: Just sharing one of my ideas of a story/plot. Hoping that one day, I'll be extremely motivated to finish up at least 1 out of the 4 story ideas that I have currently into a completed novel, published and all. :)

if you think you ain't fine
know the sun will still shine
that all the troubles
and all the tears
will soon disappear



as we go on in life
you will soon see in time
that all the laughters
and all the smiles
will follow you throughout

"i can sing almost any song that i have heard of, as long as i have the lyrics and the melody. but without either of the 2, i'm hopeless." - ms.mabes



liken it to anything, it will all make sense.

因为有你的存在
我才会受到伤害
可是没有了你
我却无法呼吸
日子一天天过去
我不能不相信
我爱的是你
一值都是你

Dreaming of sunshine,
Dreaming of a good time.
Thought of ways to make you mine.
( ... )

Once a creation,
Of upon a time.
Everything I wasn't,
I tried to make it mine.
( ... )



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The love between us
Was not only build on trust,
Even with all the past
There is no need for a mask.



Could it be?
The world was meant to see
The love of you and me
And what comes naturally.