I want to call him, talk to him-just the two of us and ask him about the things he told me and what I meant to him. Lately, he's been telling me words that a stupid friend wouldn't tell you. I don't want to feel awkward with him and I don't want him to. I just want to clear out things that's been living in my mind for hours now.  I never been in love. I mean.. with real people. I only cry over boys who are fictional. I never waste my tears crying over a boy who doesn't think enough about his future-and it's a big turn off. I don't really have an ideal guy, as long as you're hardworking, honest, and most especially- a dreamer.  A dreamer who shares his dreams with me. A dreamer that isn't afraid to take risks. The one who would accept me and my 20 other personalities. Too much, maybe he's not existing. But I already had a crush,but I don't consider it as 'love' because it was

I wore the bracelet Tim gave me. He said he haven't seen me wore it since the day he gave it to me. I explained that I care of things that was given to me and I don't want them to expose. That was a white lie 'cause I honestly forgot about it.Things have been clear to me, he's that kid who always wear a Spider-Man mask. They left the village that time when I couldn't find him anymore. And then when he turned into a teenager, they went back to the village. At first I couldn't believe it until he told me stuffs only the seven-year old him and the six-year old me know. And he haven't told me stupid stuffs like what he said these past few weeks. He's been acting normal and like an idiot which is I am used to. We got a lot of customers today-the music track is changed now and there's also new books. There are also faces that I already memorized as they

  “Mom-No-I won't go with you!” I screamed as I took her hands away from me, moving a step backward, trying to run, but my feet are frozen in the ground.   “No, Zoe. You need to come with me. You can't stay in this-”   “ I will stay!” I shouted emphasizing the last word, her face stayed calm and it's only the two of us, and her car.    She came near to me and caressed my shoulder down my arms then to holding my hands making my spine shiver.   “Honey, what I am doing is the best for you-”   "No!" I shouted and then I felt my adrenaline rush, my cold sweats and then I saw the wall.   A nightmare.Just a nightmare, Kathareen

   I run quickly after I heard some screaming. It was loud and miserable-a scream that gave me goosebumps even though I am already used to it.   “Here we go again.” Tim mumbled to himself as he washed the cups. He smirked at me and shrugged his shoulders.   I opened the door and saw how the girl cried while holding a book. Her tears streaming down, and her feet- stomping on the floor. I glanced at Grandpa worriedly and talk to him by the eye asking him what happen. He shake his head no and other customers are glancing at the young lady, too.    I took a deep breath and courageously took series of steps to the girl's direction. I cleared my throat first to take her attention but she seems fully concentrated while reading the book. “Uhm, can I talk to you for awhile?” I uttered with the

   The clock says 6:30 a.m.. Tim was sleeping in the sofa while Grandpa's on the folding bed. Miss Mia left yesternight to keep a track on her eldest daughter, and me-the sick kid who can't be part of the next decades.  I felt guilt everytime I see them exchanging thoughts about where they would sleep or who would do this and that. And I can't do anything you about it. I don't want them to worry too much about me. I just want to hit rewind and stop time and stay at the moment where we are all celebrating life.    I already told the doctor that I don't want to undergo any treatment. At first, he was trying to convince me that surgeries, chemotherapies are the best for me. Until I told him my side. I remembered how he took a deep sigh and spoke to me, ' Live your days. I'm happy to meet you in this lifetime.' And honestly, it hurts like hell. He is just