Sitting here. Scared. Pacing back and forth. Unsure of what to do. Unsure of how to say this. How can I explain? What happened. What I want to have happened. What never happens. So many things running through my mind. I’m not ready. I’m not sure. But it’s so amazing. When it happens. And you smile. And I smile. And we both look at each other and mutually agree that it’s wrong. Yet so perfect when it happens. But we don’t speak. And it never happens. Because it’s wrong.

It hurts. Like a pen that pierces my heart and then twists. There’s no light at the end of the tunnel tonight. Only a wall. A dark, cold, wet wall damming my tears.

So I stand. Look in your direction. You look back. And I want to say something. But I cannot. So you look away. And I scream. But you cannot hear me. I’m too far down. Falling.

You’re near. But I’m far. Though I want to be near. But I cannot. Cannot. Must I give up? Must I release you? I do not want to. I’m thinking of you. Though I should not. Though you’re not. Though we’ll not. But in my dreams we fly together. Towards a brighter future. In the same sky. On the same path. Between the same stars. If only in my dreams.

But when my dreams turn to nightmares. Shadows overcome me. So I run. I look with longing in your direction. You’re no where to be found. So I scream with pain and sorrow. But you cannot hear me. You’re not there. Maybe you never were. And it is then that I realize that it will never happen. Because it’s wrong.

Deep beneath the snow covered valley, underneath the dark, starry skies, between the frozen lakes, lays a child. Its smile fades as the sun appears and burns holes in its bloody flesh. Though no one knows where it belongs, they do not dare to question its origins for fear that it might destroy them

It smiles happily in the face of misery, it rejoices at the sight of pain. And though it does not comprehend love, it thrives on your thoughts. It knows your deepest sorrow; it stares cunningly at your desires. It knows your very soul.

It can hear you in your sleep. It knows when you’re awake. It can feel your true intentions. It knows your sins.

Though it doesn’t speak a language, nor can it grasp a sound, it will tear your soul from the inside, and never think twice.

Its touch will burn a hole in your heart; its feel will break your ribs. It will travel through the nerves in your spine; it will make you cripple and scream. It will chuckle at your wish to die, but ensure that your heartbeat stays.

It will boil the blood in your veins, it will freeze the air in your lungs, it will tear your muscles from your bones; it will suck your breath away.

It will drag you by your skull into darkness. It will drill a hole in your brain. It will drink your blood through a straw. It will take your life away.

Deep beneath the snow covered valley, underneath the dark, starry skies, between the frozen lakes, lays a child.

2007.06.02
“Come on Linda,” her friend Mina said, “I dare you to go into the maze.”

It was a beautiful night like any other night at the Botanic Garden being gazed by the full moon. All was quiet at the lovely garden except for Linda who was being dared by Mina to go into the maze.

“Well?” Mina asked with her eyebrow raised.
Linda looked at her confused, “Well, what?”
“Are you going?”
“Well?”
“Come on! What are you chicken?”

Instead of backing out Linda gathered her courage and went into the maze. At first it was easy to get through most of the maze well except reaching dead ends were always there in the paths of the maze like puzzles never to be solved which was expected inside the maze. Suddenly a sound of a stick broke from the distance.

“Mina? Is that you?”

Linda felt a heavy breath behind her neck while hearing a soft growl, she wasn’t sure to turn around or run. She started to slowly turn around to see what it was, a red glow from the dark. Linda shook with uncontrollable fear as she slowly walked backed away from it as the monster started to go slowly walk towards her. She screamed so loud, echoes was heard in the wind.

She began to ran from the monster as fast as she was she can outrun the monster, she managed to get out of the maze to the parking lot of the Botanic Gardens, and goes to the main entrance. Across the street Linda sees Mina sitting on her red convertible nearly in a dead sleep until Linda screamed nearly scared Mina.

Linda said to Mina, “Mina get in the car!”
Mina asked confused, “Why?”
“Just do it!”

The girls got in the car and began to start it only one problem, it wouldn’t start. Mina suddenly looked at the window on the driver’s side to see the monster. It was some form of mutant hybrid of a demonic prairie dog and a wolf.

The girls said, “Oh my god!”
Linda said, “Mina start the car!”
“I am trying!”
“Start it now!”

The car then started and the girls drove away from the monster. The monster stood on the road and dropped its head in sadness until it got splattered by a truck.

The End or is it? Yes, it is.