Love brought her to love music.   “Hi, have we met before? You’ve been staring for me too long, with a pale sullen face is there something you wanted for me?” “I…..I wasn’t really looking at you!” “Then where were you looking at?” “U-uhmmm….A-at the Piano! I want to learn. But  I don’t think I can.” “Farewell, I can teach you.”   Music wasn’t her passion, but Joy Trasid fell in love with a charming 3rd year student with a baby face, and bright smile who is a pianist from their school band. She was 4th year student thus her classmate teases her a lot for liking a guy younger than her. But how can I not fall in love with him? Despite of his age he was taller than her. The charming young boy was STEM student who has his name in one of the tarpaulins in front gate. He was al

The Sunday evening struggles A month has passed yet things remained the same.  The root of hatred towards the people around her, the longingness for his arms, the stray path she took and the past that he could never ran away. “I got to business trip this week so I won’t be coming home for three days.” He sat in front of the table in usual Sunday night. The same eerie quietness, not a sound from the utensil can be heard. But the intense atmosphere between the mother and son. He wanted to finish his meal, but doing so would just lead to another rumbling which he preferred not to. He realized that her mother was a catalyst to trigging his anxieties. The young man decided to keep his mouth shut. But the persistent mother remained obnoxious. “High school days will soon end; have you been fixing your grades?” His mother asked as she cared about him. The tone was implying a nagging and frustration.  “You bette

The kindness he thought he never had.   It was mid of the day. Yet Wayne and Anastasia laid on small one-man bed. Nothing sexual, just two exhausted teenagers after a long night. The young man was fast asleep snoring loudly, the hushing breath came from his tiresome mouth. Anastasia stayed awake the whole time, heart pounds as she was closer to him than before.     “You look nicer that I thought you’d be.” She uttered at the sleeping young man. She wanted to close her eyes and rest but this was a moment she didn’t wish would end.   It felt surreal. Like a fairy tale story that I’ve always hated. I mean who would believe in a charming prince coming to save a girl like me living in hell? But it happened.   The girl stared in his shut eyes, appreciating the boy who gave him an opportunity to be a to start a new life. He did a lo

Feelings     “Jill? What if I told you that I like him?”  April curiously asked. The girl looked at Jill who laid in her shoulder, she took a nap and remind her best friend to wake her up once they reach their house. She didn’t except her response, but Jill heard it clearly. The girl opened her eyes and respond. “That’s kinda dumb April. You just said it yourself, and don’t even try to deny.” April looked down; she avoided looking at her friends’ eyes. She wondered what would happen if she and Wayne started dating. Wayne as a boyfriend, I guess I would be a fool if I said no. He played an important role on my break. He would probably be good lover. She reflected back to their kiss, his soft lips, the expected reaction he had. April bit her lips and giggled. “Maybe it wouldn’t be that bad.” “What?” But she soon regrets

Give her a chance “I wonder why he’s absent?” Jill wondered. The girl sat on his chair with the same pose he usually those. It was the old corner in t he back close near the windows, the young man stares in the window while girls that passed by wonders what goes on inside his head. She ignored the random blabbering of her teacher and sulked while thinking of him. April noticed her gloomy friend and decided to sneak beside her. She sat on Jill’s friends; her blank state best friend didn’t notice her until she tapped her shoulder. “Are you okay?” She concerningly asked. Jill stared at the window for a second, she thought about the days they used to hang out, the fun memories, and dates. The girl realized the ephemeral and couldn’t to pout because of it. Everything can turn upside down, life is short, and consistently moving. She sighed and ignored April’s words. Agitated, the impatience friend wanted to smack her in the head. But realize the love sick she had, she already had a glim