When the day comes that we need to lose we feel the urge to win knowing that the outcome will be useless after all
All right I am trap again in a phenomenon I didn’t like and as I always do here is to give the word associated to this chapter it is called “Choice”. You think it is quite fast or has skipped many events now my dear readers why won’t you comment after you read this chapter and give my author a suggestion what he will write because he is already at his limits to continue further this story so if you wanted it to be more interesting and will find what you need. Please comment! Good, now I became his spokesman too. What guts author.
I thought I can do it, I thought I myself is enough but I am wrong. What are they doing here in my house! Moreover that red haired gangster man with a blue polo. Where he thinks he is; he is just in someone’s house yet he dress as if he will have an important thing to do. Sigh.. And why am I so agitated to this kind of things. Why I am very angry towards them as if it has reach its maximum point. Is it because I find out that this Stupid Girl is my childhood friend and she is somewhat important to me. Yet I can’t remember anything. Her face, her voice and our memories. But I feel very sad and depressed over this matter. How childish. Sadness an emotion that beckons to human’s desires and losses. Why should I be sad and lonely? From the start I lose everything so why should I become sad over something like this. I really don’t know. I don’t have any desire except for living a comfortable life in my box. But these scenes, where Stupid Girl, Rich Girl and Gangster man are around I feel sad. As if this is not the world I am used to. This is not the environment that I grown up. Is that why I am sad? Longing for my own world, my own life and my own—
“THIEF!!!!!” my thoughts disappear when I hear someone’s voice echoed from my left ear going to my brain and disrupt my brain and dragged me back to where I really was.
“Thief, I am calling to you. What are you spacing out?” Stupid Girl’s face seems worried as she shouts my nickname loud. I look at her and give her a deep glare and she quickly smile and went closer to me
“Thief, look this is chapter 2” chapter 2? Stupid Girl give me the paper she hold and stand up then went to kitchen. I look at the paper and read it
Chapter 2: The Demon... Pandora
Sky, the beautiful maiden became Pandora’s first friend. At first Pandora is just a normal boy he glows like a sun with his unending smile and makes Sky very happy but one day, Pandora and Sky has been blocked by many goons this goons are both scary and armed. Sky is very scared but Pandora seems calm, he tell Sky to close her eyes and when she do. She heard many gunshots and many screams. When she open her eyes the goons are gone the day is finished
.... Just what did I read? This is not something a college student is capable of. This is just a trash. Sigh, as expected to this Stupid Girl. I give her a good spank in her forehead and point her out the correct sequences of these ideas. What kind of people will read something like this? Listen, Stupid Girl you are entering a contest that is known throughout the city. So if you will give this kind of garbage you don’t have any chance to win. But it looks like she is not listening; she is just looking at me while I point out her wrong. So I give another hit to her forehead and say
“Listen” and she quickly smile and sit beside me
“Yes, thief” she answered and we continue our lecture
“I thought thief is sad?”she whispers and intervene my lecture
“Why should I be sad?” I asked
“Because I brought the two of them to our stories, I know thief is very prideful and kind but...— it’s not as if I did not trust your skills or anything” sigh... this Stupid Girl, getting worried by something like that and when did you feel I am sad.
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Pandora's Sky
Non-Fictionits genre is comedy, romance, spice of life and ......... non-fiction..... including action for the description... will make you laugh (for me xD)... hope you like it.. it is a story about an ordinary guy who is forced to become an editor or a partn...