Category: One Shot

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we aren’t living

A busy intersection. The streets are filled with people despite the late hour.
This isn’t a special holiday, but why do you look so happy there?
Walk past, forget, keep going, remember, don’t look back.

The hallways seem to crush me,
as I walk behind and see all your backs turned on me.
You forget me so easily, how were we ever together?
I hint at a ‘hello’
but you just keep walking and ignore my wave.
What happened?
Did we just drift apart?
Walk past, forget, keep going, remember, the times we were together.

Do you remember what they said about us?
We were going to meet new people, make new friends, find better people.
You were going to meet new people, make new friends, find better people.
I was going to meet new people, make new friends, find better people.
But I didn’t. I thought we were going to be together through all this.
But you did. You met new people, made new friends, found better people.
Walk past, forget, keep going, remember, just to forget yet again.

The same busy intersection. The same streets filled with people.
Except you’re not there.
Why can’t I see that you’re happy?
Walk by, wave, “hello,”, keep going.

“Hi.”

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Thin Ice ~ Begin Investigation! – side story

This is just a side story for the weird detective series thing I was doing… in the summer. I decided to have a random one because the actual story is being held off from where it is… at the moment. I wanted to fill in some space with related material. So I am using the same characters and maybe some new ones for this side story… It’s also written as third person, not first. Also, this will not be completed if it takes too long. It’s just a base for the story. Don’t look too forward to this little section of a weird story. 

Lillie smiled as she went for her morning run and listened to her favourite singer’s recently released material. Today was a day like no other (some things always start like that; don’t complain). Lillie’s new mentor was going to arrive today! She had a schedule that she followed and this was how it went: she would finish up her run at 8 morn. and then have a quick sandwich and take an energy drink with her to the office. She would then receive her mentor and then work with her on a simulated case and then go for lunch at 2 eveni. and get to know the mentor. Then, since she still needed to have a mentor, she would leave at 5 eveni. in time for her bus.

“Morning! Good morning, sir!” Lillie greeted her superiors brightly and energetically.
“Morning… Did you finish the files? Remember how I needed them for my presentation?” The man that shared a table with her, another person awaiting their mentor, had asked her for help finishing up a presentation the other day.

“Oh. Riight. I have them in my UltraSmallBag (USB). I’ll go get it. Hold on…” Lillie began to rummage through her bag hurriedly, “Aha! Right here. Here ya go.”
“Thanks! I’ll pay you back soon.” The man ran off to check it at his computer.

“Lillie! The chief wants you in the office. I think it’s about your new mentor. You should hurry up and get there.” Another co-worker told her.
“Ah, thanks.” Lillie grabbed her bag and knocked on the chief’s door.
“Come on in.” The chief’s voice came from the room.
Lillie opened the door and saw the chief sitting in his usual spot and then looked up at the woman standing beside the chief’s desk.

“Lillie, this is your new mentor, Syliva. Syliva, I hope you two will get along, and Lillie, I hope you learn lots from this exceptionally intelligent girl. Your first assignment will be this. It’s a mock case for you two to get used to each ability needed to accomplish a case. Take it easy, and good luck!” The chief handed Syliva an envelope and waved the pair off.

Outside the office, Syliva reached her hand out at Lillie.
“Nice to meet you, Lillie. I hope we learn lots from each other.”
Lillie clapped her hand onto hers.
“Yup. Let’s check out this case. Or… this mock case…?”

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Click Clack

The Backspace button pushed down repeatedly, hesitant if this was really right.
Fingers pressing down on a keyboard rapidly, rushing to get things done.
The Space bar, providing all the emptiness needed.
Why would anyone want to fill those spaces?
Not me…
No.
What is it?
There is nothing to fill.
Everything is where it is needed.
There is nothing to look at, nothing at all.
You want to see it all crammed all together, but it won’t happen.

What are you doing on your computer?

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It will go on

Brrrrring! Running wasn’t his thing.
Getting there on time wasn’t his thing.
He didn’t know what was his thing. “What’s wrong with you?! Why can’t you be perfect like your siblings?! You’re a disaster! You’re nothing but trash!”
He was always treated like trash.
He was thrown around, people laughed.
He wasn’t like the others.
He wasn’t perfect.
But he stayed where he was.
He never cried.
He never smiled.
He never had emotion.
Sometimes he was praised, but his siblings would get jealous,
and hit him.
He always had a serious face.
He almost never talked. He’d only talked around me.

“Crazy, eh?……. You know… Sometimes I want to stay here forever. Talking with you… With nothing to worry about. Wouldn’t you want to be here forever? Nobody is perfect. They just think they are. Who would you want to be perfect?” He said. And that was the first time I ever saw him smile. But I didn’t know it would be the last.
“I-I-I don’t know… I don’t want anyone to be perfect. I just… don’t.”

He told me to keep going. I did. Because he kept going on. Yes, it will go on.

Hello, I’m back! I was listening to Go On by Shiraishi Kuranosuke while I typed this and other songs by him. KYAA! Just kidding… Just kidding. Hi.

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Boredom

Hey. To start off, did you notice that I have been REALLY bored? Well, I have, so don’t worry. Well, wanna get started? I do, so I will do so! P.S. This helps me be more entertained. See ya!

What is boredom? Feels like time is dragged on for a really long. Also seems like writer’s block except you are empty and have absolutely nothing to do. That is what I think boredom is.

If boredom was an object, I would say… it would be air. His/her boringness.

Boring is actually one WHOLE different thing. Say, ‘The teacher was saying stuff about boring maps of Canada and famous voyagers of Canada, which was boring.’ It basically means something that the person already knows and/or doesn’t want to do, and bores the person.

I don’t really know much other than those things to discuss things like that. That is how I feel like when I, myself, am bored. So, adieu~!

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Why

Why is the moon so high above the sky?
Must be autumn.
Puffs of air blow out of my mouth, from under my scarf.
Why?
Does it come out?
It’s dark and late, and I, am alone tonight.
How am I supposed to go back?
Through the darkness, there is no way
for me.
So,It will all fade away.
Nobody will know.
Because I will be alone.
When I disappear.

Hi. I’m bored. I just did this so don’t mind me. It’s almost 9:40pm. So, I’ll go. Wow, 3 posts in one day? I must be really bored today. Anyways, good night!

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The Wonderful Land of Grey

The wonderful land of grey. What was that supposed to mean? Land of nothingness. Land of what was called bored everything. Nothing would improve, nothing would get worse as it already was. No emotions. No colours. Just shades. Like what would we do all day? Eat and be… lazy. For the rest of your life. Unless time stops. Or it never really started. But if time didn’t really start where would we get ideas? How did we improve the security? How could we invent things? Where would our food go after we eat it? Would it just replace itself? See, I would never get the way people say,’If time stopped…’
So, I choose to not believe it. I think it’s crazy that such thing what would happen in the world. ‘If the world ended…’ ‘If you were the only person left on earth…’ ‘If people were extinct, what would the animals do?’ I don’t really think the animals would think about anything. I doubt I would be lucky enough to be the last person left. Yeah, what would’ve happened if the world ended? Well, I do tend to get off track when talking about things I don’t believe in.

That’s what I think the Wonderful Land of Grey would look like. Definitely not like the colours I used in this post. As I realize, the post’s title is quite sarcastic as I put it. It’s exactly the opposite of what I think of the Land of Grey. In fact, I don’t think it’s wonderful. Like, who would think a dreary land would be eventful? Or a way to pass time with others happily. Well, I think probably the time when teenagers are like, in a depressing mood. Or when a depressing old man thinks his life is like, completely over.

I realize I don’t really know why I wrote/typed this. Seems depressing. I drank water while typing the first paragraph, and drank juice typing the second. And the third… MY SALIVA. Oh. Anyways… It’s WEIRD. Okay. So… I’ll be going. Ja ne!

P.S. Now… Let’s get more drinks! XDD

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The Difference

Crazy.
Bizarre.
Weird.
Not normal.
How was he different from the others?
Well, he wasn’t different.
People treated him as trash.
Why, he would ask.
He wasn’t favoured by teachers,
People wouldn’t want to touch him,
Or help him.
Maybe it was what he has been through.
So,
He decided that his life was meaningless.
Would he ever back down?
As he realized over the years,
And he began to run away from that slow life.

Hello. I was bored. I read lyrics. I made something that let my boredness away. For… a little while. So, it’s REALLY WEIRD. Well, ja ne!

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The Dog

One day a girl named Ann went to the pet shop. Then she saw a dog she thought it was cute. But her mom and dad said no because they were selfish. She was sad. She did’t get. She was more sadder then sad. So the next day. They went back to the pet shop. She saw it again,yep that dog was still there. Once again she asked her mom and dad and they said yes! They let her have it. She was so happy. (Here comes the sad part!) The dog was so healthy that it died. She was sad again. But the good thing is that she had a picture of the dog.