hais... New year... todays... many feelings... set to flame.... ablaze. again...? i wonder. why? this year? how...? zodiac says be weak and yeah, life will flow smoothly... i am not sure. Being weak oppose what i usually always do. i always want to appear tough... so i kinda hate it when i was dating my ex... he kind of offer to carry my bag for me... i don't want to appear weak nor do i want to be useless. yes.. i don't seem to be able to do much for him so i left him... using a weak and yet lame excuse... and reasoning. i hope he understands. and not carry those bad emotions with him if i ever let him feel any.. forget them with the wind... Hope he meets someone who can sacrifice for him more then i am willing to... and let that be true love for him. I still like him now though. want to hug him, look in to those endearing eyes of his, see his smile that brightens half of my world, hear his voice... feel the warmth and broadness of his chest..... see him dance... thinking how other people might be amaze by such a sight. . . but maybe only ... i have those feelings... for him. I should throw my feelings away..... and now in the new class.... got people who seem to make me abit misunderstand their niceness and stuff.. i hope i dont if not that girl in my class will make my life terrible in the class... she is abit pissed that the guys in my class want to learn drawing from me.... but i think there is nothing to be jealous about... just i am teaching them art.... and my art is not that good also.. it's just fine.... but needs to improve. and i really don't want to fall for someone then realize that they just won't love you back... and that.... my feelings might become a hinderance.... so many problems... hard to solve... but a brighter day will be here hopefully... hopefully today. and there is always 2moro... ;)

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I had no significant prior knowledge to what i am about to do next but then that will only mean i will have to follow my own gut feeling. I am suppose to come up with a proposal for the new prime minister for his next election talk about the upcoming events and policies that will affect the country. I am just a captive, on a freaking desolated island. I...can't help but wonder how dumb i could be to be messing up on my job and then end up as a prisoner here. But then if i was really dumb,why would they shove such a assignment on to me. they wouldn't have done so. but they did, so i am not dumb, am i? What could we do about the lack of welfare policies? The people suffering, starving on the streets. Was it right to not allow "jobs" such as begging for poor that needs the money? couldn't we just hire them depending on what their interest or potential lies in? Or maybe a fund raise to provide education for the uneducated? they should deserve to have the right to obtain "knowledge" don't they? well at least basic knowledge would do. It's not as if we are sharing as much as some secrecy of the country's monetary value. that kind of knowledge they would probably will have to earn by themselves. Maybe this country indeed have too much problems to be resolved in a single day. but who would actually do good for the future generations instead of thinking about their short lives in which is easily slain. The many deaths in a country can prove how easy it is to end a humans life. Why not just have one about this then: "Income management in regards to the future of the country". A proposition like this might get somewhere right? Maybe the person who assign me the task would allow me to move to a warmer more humane holding room after such an assignment, Hopefully i don't freeze before then. Nngh.. the room is like a cold room for storing red meat for their freshness. Not that i like being here.. but it's due to the sadistic nature of my "master" I am only allowed to wear a flower print skirt in which he claim it looks beautiful on me, which i beg to differ. I might have like the skirt better if i was outside on a beach. the bed is hard like metal which is exactly what it's made of. there is a small toilet which is apparently warm. it's cram but it fits with a shower head over a tub with a basin beside it. the whole holding room is lit ted in light turquoise blue lighting which are fitted around the corner of the room. the walls have a metallic feel to them, like i say, it's made of metal basically.... so it feels all the same to me. My food is sent to me twice a day except for exceptions like valentine's day where i get a candle lit dinner by myself, feels weird but it's cool i guess. I had to sit on the thin cloth that is partially under the bed's footing as it gets very cold and painful if i were to sat on the floor plainly without any protection for my bum. Assignments as such are sent to me every few months for me to work on. if i am good i get rewarded. Pretty much happier then my previous job at the city area. You can say that i am almost happy.. except for the fact that videos are sent to screen embedded in the wall near the bed, the videos were cruel torturing of my family, one by one.. they are captured and place in a huge metal container so no one will find them, camera's are attach to them inside of the dark container... and as they are film. each day. the person in the container became more and more fatigue and desperate. But of course i couldn't really understand a thing then apart from tearing a little and sometimes laughing at the vision i was showed. Maybe in the eyes of the 9 year old me really must have abhor them for being so cruel as to force me to do a painful job of prostitution from the age of 5.. Maybe. Just maybe.  I sat there on the sofa thinking as i laugh at the cruel replay of the videos from my "Master"; Nick. He found me. And i was glad he did. God knows where i would be now if he hadn't? The turquoise piece from him that hangs around my neck, glint in the light of the lamp beside the window as lightning flashes across through the torrid rain.

Do you believe in the existence of the parallel world? Would you have believe if someone told you the world, actually has loopholes? And Was surviving world end, even... possible? I believe that the world holds endless possibilities... and the fact, that i am still alive proves that.  

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[1] It's the year 2012, the world has suppos-ingly ended. (Or have it?) All life on earth has meet it's end, those that survived would have died already. The global warming predicament as predicted has reduced the world to a blue globe with bits and pieces floating about like ice bergs a top the water surface.    

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[2] It was 8pm at night... everyone was doing their own thing... some were still working at the office, some are taking the public transport home, some were playing at the basketball court with their friends while others were stalled at the highway. Everyone was busy doing their own thing, too busy, to realise, something was wrong. Even so, they wouldn't have figure that the polar ice caps were melting at a fast pace.... due to much heat generated and also...the ozone layer does not cover.....that much...almost half of the ozone layer is gone by now. The world is slowly being engulf by the oceans...as if god had just emptied a jar of salt water on to earth. And because it wasn't cause by an earthquake, no one was aware. In just a few hours the world was wipe out, buildings crumbled, cars get wash away by the strong currents, as if a tsunami ten times more powerful had just hit us, people were unprepared, the signs were showing all so clearly,  the floor was flooded with water but they thought it was a sewage fault and so continue their life, those that are at home, were children getting ready to sleep... they hadn't the slightest clue. Animals were panicking, running in to city areas for shelter....everyone was doomed.

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[3] (2 hrs before) Where was i? i was investigating about the Bermuda triangle. I had purposely launch my ship over to the north of the Bermuda. Unlike others i believe science is worth sacrificing for, so here i am with myself as a sacrifice. I am a certified scientist of course, Surely, i am just not recognized widely. My friend, Dr.Michelle is here with me, to witness it.  His boat is quite near to mine. It's just that mine is in the triangle his is outside the border.. Little did we realise that our lives are at stake.

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[4] (10 mins Before) Been sailing around for quite awhile..... suddenly we saw it.. the water entering from the north, In front of us, 10 meters away, was a Huge wave. "Michelle!" I yelled in to the radio, hoping he did hear me. In matter of seconds my "Ophiel" was being swept away and pushed into the oceans. In my pathetic attempt to keep afloat, i saw what appears to be Michelle's ship being carried further away by the very torrid waves. I reached out my hands above the waves, only to be covered by another one. In the water, i saw a light and bubbles....and instinctively reach out for the light. It's warm. I feel like i was being sucked in by it....I tried to swim the reverse direction... my eyes reaching the point where it hurts alot see nothing but darkness. As the last of my body was being sucked in to the white hole, the light blinding me, I make a futile attempt to scream,....water gushes in to my lungs as i finally disappear. 

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[5] Am i dead?... No? doesn't appear so. I feel water soaking my back to my hair reminding me of reality and what has just happen. The hardness of the floor that i thought i never will feel again. The bright light of the sun. The walls towering on both side. Just made me feel alive. As i try to get myself to an upright position, a sharp pain hit me. My my, did i just fall from the sky or something? I am filled with traces of leaves and scratches marked my body as well, my back hurt pretty much although it's not that bad, i could still get up if i tried to. I finally did manage to get up, that's when i surveyed my surroundings to find that this is not quite right.

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[6] A tree was just behind me, it's branches sway as the chilly wind blow through the path way i am standing on. I walk forward despite the fears and uncertainties that are slowly building up in me. I walk until a path way that opens up to reveal a T-point, I look wide-eye, around at the unfamiliar place. It's a Market street, or what looks like what came out from a book from olden times. My hands felt cold. My feet, stood rooted to the ground, electricity seem to be running through, numbing every nerve of my body. The people look familiar.

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[7] I quickly recover from that point and started running through the crowds, towards the tallest building that stood out from the rest of the smaller buildings and shop houses. Beautiful as it is, it was guarded with walls but with no human soldiers or whatsoever, it looked abandon. As i close in to the building, i reached the point in the street where there was nobody around but just trees and benches, night is already about to descend upon us, the sun was barely visible, due to the tree branches that were blocking most of the light out. I had to hurry. Behind those walls, someone was already waiting for me there, Not that i could see through these walls, but i had a feeling, that he was there.

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[8] As I walk in through the wooden door which was unlocked lights started lighting up, walking right on to the stone pavement....behind the walls was actually these pretty flowers planted in the ornate patterned flower beds, the flowers were alive and dancing with the flow of the night breeze that was blowing in, unlike the flowers the trees were all on the verge of meeting the gates of hell. It was a very contradicting thing to see. It was as if the trees was purposely left to die while the flowers were given the opposite treatment. Walking through the stoned path and over a wooden bridge towards some grand stair case that was wide in length but there was only 17 steps to the extrememly large balcony that hangs over a huge pond, leading me to a halt right next to the door was an oak tree but unlike others this one was pretty much alive... and standing, it was bearing rich plump pink fruits that seems to shone against the maple coloured leafs. I walked up some steps to get a closer look at the tree, it stands at the side of a pool that has it's water supply from a fountain piping. The floor around the area was tiled with smooth grey tiles, Beside this was a huge oval marbled window with a translucent floral patterned paper as binds, light seem shining from the inside of the room. Walking closer to take a look, being careful not to make any noise to alert whoever that was in there.

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[9] "Who's there?...." the person sitting at the desk beside his bed asked. Silence filled the night as i struggle on the question on whether to reply or not. His back still facing the window he said in a slightly more agitated voice; "Show yourself....."  "Ugh....okay okay. I am here. Sorry i intrude on your property,Mister...?" He gets up and turned and walked over the window, lifting up the binds, he opened the window. I shielded my face in fear. "Sorry.." I shivered. He lifted my hands away gently. We looked at each others face for the first time. Then we look away, shocked by what we both are seeing, but then we looked back again at each other, this time to confirm that what we saw wasn't an illusion. "Von Lisa?... Lisa?" He Started. Shocked i looked at him surveying him with my eyes, yes, he does look like Ben, His eyes, his nose his mouth, all the same features, just that he is wearing his hair all pined up, not short with wild spikes like he did before he died. Yes. He died. Ben, died, on January 2011 in an unfortunate accident, but here he is, "Ben" right in front of me, flesh and blood, as i looked at him, tears start to well up in my eyes. "Ben...bennmhp..." I sobbed as Ben held on to the weak shrilled body of mine, comforting me.....

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[10] *Sound of a Flute playing~ "Hmm..a flute playing?" As i open my eyes the bright lights and white ceiling greeted me. "Now, who could it be...?" I sat myself up as i got dress in to the pink silk robe that Ben supposedly left at the corner of the bed. As i place my feet to the ground, the floor was icy cold, it reminded me that yesterday wasn't a dream, I walked over to the wooden table that was craved with strange birds and patterns relating to the world... I gently lift the clay pot and bent it slightly, I looked around in curiosity at the room which was now litted with the bright warm light from the sun that filtered through the paper screens that shone across the room, I sat myself down on the finely made stool that has matching patterns as the table engraved on it and started sipping on the warm brown liquid that was emitting a slight floral scent that spreads slowly around the room. As i was about to finish the tea, the wooden door swings open and Ben step in holding a stack of fire wood over his shoulder and a flute in his right hand. He walked over, our gaze not leaving each other he place the flute on the table. Smiling, he turn around to top up firewood in to the simple fire place inches away from where the table is. Gently I walk over and place the flute in to his slightly grimly hands. "Play it." He looked at me stunned for a moment before recovering. Taking my hand in his, he lead me out in to the open balcony and let me set on one of the small stone marble stools that was craved with elegant pictures of dragons entwining branches and water, he then walk a few steps nearly floating over the water he leaped over the pond water in the middle of the pond there was a big rock, settling on top of the rock, he lifted the flute to his lips and blow... what sounded out was music to my heart...bringing me back to the times when Ben played in a guitar band of his own, tears readily stream down my cheek as i looked at the now beautiful image of the Ben in this world. I walked forward almost gliding over I place my hand over his flute signaling him to stop or at the least not allowing him to blow it any further. He open his eyes in surprised to my action. "Lisa..? what..." he paused and look at me puzzled...He then realize that i was crying, due to the sunlight it made it even more obvious that i was indeed in tears. He then gently pat my head and brush at it, he then continued: "I am sure you would want to know about this world and how to get back there right?" He paused and look me in the eye, his blue eyes showing the sincerity in him shone like the sun above, Continuing he said: "To your own world that is... and you probably have alot of questions about this world as well...." Hearing that my tears couldn't be held back any more they flushed down my cheeks like waterfall. "I...it's okay....i don't need to know everything now...but for now.......for now..can i..live here with you?" I sobbed hugging him tightly. He gave a shrug and then a troubled expression then nodded in reply.

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[11] It was late afternoon, Ben was preparing dinner in the kitchen which was quite from the main room, his room. I who had just recovered from the emotional boat, was just useless when it comes to culinary so simply put it that i am just hiding my embarrassed face in the delves of the blankets in his bed. I wonder if , there is another Ben, were there actually another me, then? But then if there was another me.... then where is she? And i don't remember seeing anybody else in Ben's So called estate... this is getting strangely on my nerves and yet without anybody here there isn't a speck of dust except for certain parts of the house. This, place if i am not wrong is the parallel world... from what i see.. since people in here are pretty similar to what i see from our world on earth, when i first came to this world. Can i get out of here? Is there any possibility of it so? And why is this "Ben" acting like we had met before? Well i suppose he would have met the other "Lisa" but not me. I am probably different from the "Lisa" of this world. So how the hell... and he knows my mother's name; "Von". Well yah "Von Lisa" is my full name "Von" is from my mother's name cause i didn't have a dad so i got my mum's name instead of my dad's. Geez... frustrating, frustrating.... "Lisa...Lisa?" Blink* oh okay i have somehow fallen asleep while thinking about it. Ben slowly retract from his position overhead of my body, allowing me to sit up on the bed. It's the evening already, the moon is out. Cold breeze blows in through the open window which lets the moonlight in. "You slept for quite awhile so i thought something was wrong... so.. are you okay?" He asked with concern. I blinked again. "Erm...what time is it now?.....how long have i sleep..?" I rumbled as i reached out my hand for the bowl of porridge that he brought in. Without waiting for his answer i shoot yet another question: " Can we go out tonight? there must be a festival or something somewhere right?" He shrugged, then without looking away he reply: " Well okay.. we could attend the night festival that is held once for 4 days every 3 weeks.."

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[12] "Okay... so you are saying that..I should go back to my world soon? Are you like chasing me away? Just because i am not the "Lisa" that you might be waiting for doesn't mean that you Have the RIGHT TO CHASE ME ANYWHERE!" I hollered. "You, actually are the Lisa i am waiting for... the only reason i am chasing you back is because Michelle is waiting for you on earth as in, that world you belong to. I of course would love for you to stay Lisa but i can't." He replied calmly. Picking up a glass vase nearby I flung it hard at Ben. "YOUR LYING, BEN!! HOW CAN MICHELLE BE WAITING FOR ME WHEN...HE ALREADY IS DEAD?!!! I SAW THE WAVES COVER HIM! YOU KNOW I WOULD BE HAPPY HE WAS ALIVE, WHY WON'T I? SO WHY ARE YOU EVEN BRINGING THIS UP, IN THE FIRST PLACE? BESIDES I HAVE...have Come to Love you...so Why? are YOU even chasing me away?" I sobbed, the voice dying down in me already. I raised my head to look at Ben to see what he did want to say....one look was enough to tear my heart out... He looked sad but he didn't cry or anything...a weak smiled formed as he realized that i was looking at him. Grabbing him by his clothes..."WHY DO YOU EVEN LET ME SEE YOU THEN? IF YOUR SENDING ME OFF IS GONNA MAKE YOU SAD AND TO TOP IT YOU ARE STILL GOING TO DO IT STILL?...WHY, BEN?...why?" He looked away...a forlorn looked descend upon his face. "So your agreeing to bring go with me to the festival was just so that you can see me off after that...? Is that so.....? I thought you were my happiest joy in my life,Ben, do you know that? Whether it's Ben the guitar player or Ben from the parallel world...I like you. Never will i regret that decision of my life." I said cooling off a little already. I grabbed on to Ben's face that was looking shocked and teary and planted a sloppy wet kiss on his lips. Inching away i force a smile... "I will get going then.." I murmured wiping away my tears.

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[13] (2 years later) The sun is shining in to the room through the hand made binds that i had sew up just yesterday.. I got up and went up to the tea pot over at the wooden table to pour a warm cup of tea for myself. Today we will be dropping by at my hubby's parents place before going together to a friend's wedding. After so long i still couldn't believe i actually made that very decision to go back to the disaster torn earth, the blue globe with hopes and beliefs that Michelle was alive just because he said so. And to top that i actually brought Michelle in to this world with me.. When i went back that time, he was barely alive, but he is alive and was floating on a big rectangle wooden plank...he was also filled with scars and blisters from being swept by the currents and trying his hardest to brave through some floating chunks of buildings that was smash down along with the waves and people's dead bodies. I manage to find him and brought him through to this world and then we seek refuge at Ben's residence. Michelle was frighten at first but manages to learn and accept the way of life here. He even manage to find someone he like and settled to build his own home not far off from here.. In just one year he became the richest merchant in the market street with his inventions and wittiness.I also got married to Ben during that year. It was like a miracle. And now finally Michelle and Gracia will be walking down the aisle as well. They will be getting married in the church that Michelle had constructed just a few months ago. "Hello, how have you been sweet heart?" Mama greeted me as i stepped in to their home, Mama is Ben's mother but she treats me like her own child and likes me alot as well. "Thanks, Mama. I am fine. We both came to get you guys to go the church with us. Is that okay with you?" I replied full of happiness that is bursting inside of me. Ben add on: " Mama, Lisa is expecting our child soon, it's a boy. what do you think we should name him?" Mama and Ben both argued about which names will sound better... all the way.. you could hear down the opposite town. During the wedding... it was so joyous. And Michelle's wife is very gorgeous as well. After the wedding ended, we all walk outside, Me and Ben and family as well as Michelle's guest... we pose to take a lovely picture. In the evening me and Ben reached home, while Ben was taking a bath i went out wanting to buy some things for dinner.Walking down the path of our garden, i now see the beautiful flowers that is complimenting the lively trees. These trees was taken care by me as Ben does not know how to look after trees and doesn't like them much. Reaching the gate...i stop for a second then swinging the gate open slowly.. i look around frantically, I see no one behind those breezy trees outside but i felt like i was being watched. Slamming the gates shut, i quicken my pace so that i could reach the market street area faster, cause if there were people around it wouldn't be so scary. Upon reaching the crowded street area i jump in to the crowd blending in totally and walking faster then normal Turning back occasionally I finally saw who was following me, it was hooded guy that stands quite tall among the crowd... but even with that height, no one around, seems to take note of his presence, it's as if he was invisible to everyone except me. I take my legs and made my way in to a dark corner alley to hide. There wasn't a thing except for trash bags and against the wall was this neon sign that was half spoiled and blinking under the sign was a door that probably leads to a bar. It looked suspicious. Without warning, the door swing open and a hand pull me in just as the hooded stalker caught up to me. I was save, the door slammed shut behind me. I was really in a bar. The person who saved me was no where to be seen, she/he had probably dissapear in to the dancing crowds. What happen after, was another story.

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[1] " Ah ah..arh. More!~ Te quiero!" (~Love you!) she shouts as she climaxes and then feeling satisfied she flops on to Nicholas exhausted. That woman was one of the many woman that, Nicholas had sex with. It's his daily routine, i guess? Of Course mostly these woman are unknown of in the outside world, even those doing underground business with Nicholas would not have known. The secrecy is tight as he doesn't want anyone to used these connections as a way of blackmail towards him. This is probably the reason why he sold his own family out as in his wives maybe it's because they were made known to public as his wife or for some other reasons.  But, the funny thing is that he hasn't put any of his children on "Sale" except the only one known as Eric. He is scheduled to be one of the auction items yesterday, but i heard he run away from home to escape, and still has yet been found. He is the only known child of Nicholas who has been ever place on sale.. and to top the most puzzling thing is that Eric is the only child who has adopted the family name. Eric, is also believed to be the only heir left of the Nakamura family. I am an undercover cop who has found a place in the Nakamura family. To Nicholas i am just a body guard, who will personally see these woman home after his weekly or daily routine.

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[2] The moon is rising over the warehouse, it's almost time to take action. Tonight Nicholas is going to pretend to sell some stuff over to The Log's underlings then when it's exchange time, Nicholas men is going to go in with machine guns and then capture and shoot all of them, which will number up to almost 205 people being killed in the warehouse. A few men will wait at several locations with snipers to wait for the time to infiltrate into the warehouse and also prevent anyone from escaping from the warehouse during the bloody massacre. When all is clear and the drugs is at our hands, A few of the underlings of the Log that are alive, will be captured as hostages, as Nicholas receive a tip off that the big boss of the Log has Eric in his hands.

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[3] Hiroshi Yamamoto, 16, Undercover cop for private investigation group; QT79. That's me. The wind out there tonight is harsh and biting. Hidden behind the windows and blinds in the abandon building opposite of the warehouse, I look out. Behind the warehouse, skyscrapers lights lit-ting the night sky and what appears to be a chaotic behind it was the beautiful night sky. It's panoramic, my jaws slagged in awe, wishing this was my own residence, if it was, i would be able to see this every single day.  Before this little trip...., I found a MAP of this place on the Internet, and some information about it. It appears that this part of the area in Japan was pretty much abandon and torn down because of known murder cases that happen in the 1980's.

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[4] Tonight's Mission is to successfully take the drugs away from them. And then secure the safety of at least 100 people's life. "Sus aquí ..." (~Their Here ........)  It's a about 11pm, the moon is rising above the courtyard outside the warehouse. Hundreds have gathered in the warehouse ready for the exchange. This is too suspicious for them already.... Cause the only person here is a guy covered in black cloth, only his eyes were showing. All the men were on guard with machine guns at the ready to shoot. Nicholas wave his hand to signal for them to place down guns. "¿por qué hay sólo uno de ustedes?" (~Why is there only one of you?) He questioned. "日本. 平均害." (~Japanese. Mean no harm.) I tried as i might to reply to his query that i do not understand of. "ここで、製品は何ですか? " (~Where is the product?) I continued. He signaled to his men who quietly brought out a black suitcase which appears to contain it.

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[5] "Do you think we will be trick that easily, Mister Hiroshi?" Nicholas Mocked. Silence fell in the warehouse. Nicholas turn to his men and smirked: "捕まえろ!" (~Get him!) I turned and quickly Slipped my hand in to my hidden in my jacket.. I reach for my SMG and Knife. Swinging them out i shoot, Yes, with just one shot 2 men were down. The Neighbouring Fat Boy beside me was trying to Knock me down. Just before he catches me i took a big leap up front and use my legs to scale the 20+ people rushing to get a bite of me. Nicholas was standing there as if he watching a lion being release in to arena and the people in there were getting eaten but he wouldn't fuck care them, more then his entertainment that was in front of him. As i land on the ground on top of a small wimp that acted like a cushion , I deliver a Left flying kick to the ugly freak that was trying to attempt to make a grab at me. I take a second shot as i step back, a shadow towered over me...i spun around to shoot at the intruder, it was unfair to attack from the back... I was suddenly above ground, i turn my head to see a big guy with goldfish like mouth and Taffy spiky orange hair, he practically look like those guys you did see in an american's "football" match. His hands were wrapped around mine waist, squeezing the air out of my petite live. I managed to elbow him in his frog face, But he still held on tight while the others got some rope over and tied me up. Was i being careless to come alone for this mission after all?

[1] " お父さん！"(~Father!)  "アムは、次回の父のようになるだろう私は？" (~Am i going to be like father next time?)With pure hearted innocence the little child ask his father with glee. The only child of age 7 of this two couple. A perfect family. One father. One mother. And... a Lovely son. There was not a single problem as the father seems to be rich and able to provide all of comforts, The mother would be very submissive. But that "Happiness" was short lived. 

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[2] "Madre, no te vayas. Padre, envió a la gente le envió lejos."  (~Mother, do not go. Father, sent people to sent you far.) "Child.. Eric, Sea un buen chico. Estudiar mucho. Promesa, mami?  (~Be a good boy. Study hard. Promise, Mommy?) Mother said in an reassuring voice. " Te lo prometo. Entonces, mamá,¿vendrás a casa pronto? (~I promise. Then, Mommy, will you come home soon?) I had asked. My mother...her expression changed in an instant, from the comforting look to a sorrowful look and then changed once again upon noticing her 10 year old son clinging on to the cloth of her skirt, She Smiled. " I will." She said in English, what she did learn from overseas over the time that she was with father. "Tengo que ir." (~I have to go.) She says as she waves goodbye, while following a bunch of people who all seems like woman and some kids and some guys up a van, they all carry the same look as Mommy. I took my Mother's word for it.. that she did be back, one day. But, I didn't know when. It was only when. I happen to ask one of men my father sent to take care of me in mommy's place. I asked: "When will she be back?" while looking out of the window with eyes that spell longing. One year has pass from then. But she haven't been back and it even started snowing. It took awhile before the person could answer my question.He opened his mouth to say something...although i thought he would give me the same answer, just like always...." Your mum, She promised. she did be back, Don't worry." But... he didn't he looked at me with a set of sad eyes..and said..: "Your mum. she...will not be back. Not ever." It was then, that regret dawn on me...

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[3] Dimly litted the grim looking room is rusty small with small tints of the slight scent of roses filling the musky air. What looks like a wooden wall over the stone concrete was filled with ancient torture tools. I walked closer, to examine what was on the wall... these things intrigue "me" a lot. I wonder why though. "Are you Lost by any Chance?" Said a voice behind me. I Jumped and spun around wide eye. The voice came from a girl who looks younger then me by 7 years and as she stood by the door with a slight hint of mischief with a cute voice she whispered: " Are you Eric?" Damn. Where did this kid come from? I thought as i adjusted myself to an upright position to get a good view of who she is. Standing before me was a girl wearing some sort of cos-play pinkish red tube? with laces and frills, with a Gothic looking mini to match the top. She looks like some model i see on a magazine...what's her name again? " Ali..ce-?" I wondered out loud. "Kya~!!! Am i that famous....?" she exclaimed slapping her hands on to my face. I stepped back as i got taken aback from her actions. "Err....maybe" I answered her. "Well...i don't know how you know... my name but i got to go...already.. Erm....so can you ...like lead me back to Jorden if you do know him that is..."

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[4] When i was young i realise that i couldn't probably manage it all by my own...after mom left... people around me called me the no mother kid or to put in simple terms... a Bastard. Dad was someone people will hold fearful of..cause when mum apparently her went on trip to... somewhere far... she was actually sold off as a object to please other men... as an object for sexual gratification along with a whole bunch of others his men had kidnap from specific continents all as illegal child servants and as human slaves bond to whomever that had bought them with those...Filthy money. The police received a tipped off on that very night mom was sold.. and soon the news spreads wide and far....On that very same night, something in me cracked. And something dark, slowly seemingly seeped out from the seems of the emotional bottle that was holding in it. Memories formulated from young which i ignored seem to start to bubble....

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[5] "...(*Breathes Deeply).... uhh...huhgh (*Choking) " Water dripped down my forehead. And sweat slid down my back wetting my clothes. My both hands are tied to my back by ropes. A I struggled to get up, the rope pulling on to the others rope bound on to my neck, my hands, my legs and, the rest of my body, I finally got up. But i got pushed down by the rather large hand. My senpai. There were a few others in the toilet holding buckets of water over my head waiting for that one word from senpai to put their mockingly intent to be unleash into actions. I feel the dirt the smell.. and the coldness of the tiles as i got pressed to the ground by the increasingly menacing strength. Laughter rang in my ears.. "このだけで楽しいではありませんか？" (~Isn't this just fun?) Said Ken. Pulling at my front fringes with increasing force that is strong enough to lift my body hanging from the ground with only my legs on the ground. I snub at him at attempt to fight back. He saw what i did, he angrily throw my body down. And Using his foot he pressed my head down to the now bloodied floor as blood starts trickling from the scalp down my face. His friends Stare in fear... for a moment and then started screaming and running out of the bathroom, leaving us both alone in this now heavily tense atmosphere. I looked up....hoping that his anger has been appease, i was looking for the haggard breathing...and a tense look to formed on his face like he always show when he is satisfied after hitting me but instead....his eyes watery and tears start to flow from it. I was shocked. He then picked me up and started untying the already bloodied ropes hastily.

[1] [Disclaimer: Any similar incidence or persons name is purely coincidental, as this story is purely based on Fiction and imagination. Any mistranslated words or spelling error i take no responsibility in it but if you want it changed i can very well edit it within the next 24hr of notice. Thank you for reading this story of mine!]   

 I looked up as i ran down the dimly litted alley.. shadows were jumping on the walls threatening me to run even further, there were garbage every where scattered on the floor.. It... Stinks. The stench that filled the air with a smell of dead things. There was also the smell of the sweat that was pouring down my face as i staggered to catch my breath. A noise catch my attention.... They were back? ......I dived quickly in the nearby pile of garbage that was nearest to the flickering lamp post. "Where IS HE?!" "FIND HIM! He Must Not Escape. Nicholas Wants him back for Tonight's Auction. Quickly! " I Burrow my Head even deeper as they ran past. I peeked out to see if they had all gone.Suddenly A hand grab me and Clammed me at my mouth, Unable to shout for help, I start to feel Real dizzy, and my body felt limped.... as i fell to the ground, the last thing i remember was The lights above me swirling and the familiar smell of Hermes' 24 Faubourg*.   

(*Hermes' 24 Faubourg One of the world's 10 most expensive selling perfume selling @ About $1,500 per oz) 

[2] "Resolver ellos!! Darles a los 50.000 dólares en el maletero. (Spanish~Settle them!! Give them the 50,000 Dollars in the Trunk.) " -Click*- As i open my eyes which felt strangely heavy. I saw a masculine silhouette stand above me blocking the light source above him. "Where is thi..s..?....?" I stumbled to get my words right. As i fumbled about trying to get myself up... the ground felt soft? and silky..? I Open my eyes trying to focus on the surrounding. "Hey, stop! Que se haga daño.(~You will hurt yourself.) Voy a conseguir agua. (~I will Get you water.) Sit. " the Guy who wore the strange jacket walk over to the kettle and got me a glass of water. This room looks like one of those Suite Rooms you did see in The Ritz-Carlton @ Tokyo. (Note: the hotel mention here is a real one you can check it out the next time you visit Japan, Tokyo.)   

[3] "¿Quién es usted? (~Who are you?) I questioned. Standing before me was a 6.3 ft masculine model look alike man with broad shoulders and a cold look that seems to have engraved in to his face the tie and suit that he is wearing looks like those out of the stores of Alexander Amosu*. "Minombre es (~My name is) ...Jorden. ¿Cómo se siente (~How do you feel) , Eric?" Although he seems like a intimidating person,something tells me i shouldn't cower in fear, after all... looks can't tell a person's personality. " ¿Dónde estoy? ¿Quién esusted? ¿Quién es usted exactamente? ¿Es usted uno de los hombresde mi padre? (~Where am i? Who are you? Who are you Exactly? Are you one of my father's Man?)" I want to know. Just, Why am i here.Is it my father's doing... I don't ever recall wanting to associate with any thing that has to do with my father, just as when i obtained my freedom already, i don't want to be caged in again... (Alexander Amosu: http://www.alexanderamosu.co.uk/en/ The World Most Expensive Suit Sold at this Store; http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zxJ8NV4Qc7w)   

 [4] "Yes. I am one of your Dad's men." Followed by a period of silence... The Silence turned to become that of a rampage. I burst out laughing in cat fit as i deal a blow at a him, a guy whom i didn't know of besides his name... that was so not like me at all... With my last ounce of strength, I smash him to the ground before falling back to the ground unconscious again.

[5] ( Trying to write in a different viewpoint, you can say that i am experimenting to see what looks or sounds better)   " お母さん！ いいえ！ 移動しないでください! " (Japanese~Mother! NO! Don't Go!)

(Eric) Fluttered his eyes open. -blink- ..... -stare- @ Jorden. 

(Jorden) "¿Estás bien? (Spanish~Are you alright?)". 

(Eric) Still Stoning. -sudden movement- gloomp*hugs. 

(Jorden) Shock* 

(Eric) "Can I stay?" Looks up at Jorden earnestly. 

Jorden Smiles. (Jorden) "Sure, you can." Eric caresses Jorden's face from his forehead to his jaw line. Running his sleek fingers over the bruises and scars left but the blows then. A sullen look formed on Eric's face.

(Eric) "I'm Sorry, I injure you."Looking in to the eyes of Jorden as he said that in a meek, small voice now. Said in this way... both of them look at each other as if they did never see each other again. Jorden stayed by Eric's side till the latter fell asleep. Jorden then went out of the room quietly. 

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UPDateS:
1. The Red Shoe (Horror Movie) (watch on Youtube)
2.Been writting a story on Facebook. Called: "The AlleyMan". (it's name this cause i don't know what to name it. it's my first story. Will soon link or bring it to blog..
3.Created a back up Channel for my youtube page.
4.Miss school, Quite abit.
5.Need to hurry, For art. For life. For everything.
6. I will murder that person who make that Lousy Commentary In my Tag box. Gosh, That person must be an Idoit.
7.Hate School.
8.Want to improve.
9.Change in attitude.
10.Lessening Speech. Dialouge Boxes in school.
11.Need more sleep time.
12.Need someone under me, to serve me and do what i say and stay loyal to only me.
13. -Pause-............................??

it just keeps flowing...whether it's love or sadness or pain it just keeps flowing like it will nvr end but the negative feelings are getting to me day by day but i try to appear strong but i know soon or someday i will just won't be able to take it anymore. i will just need to try harder i guess i need to and must. i want to support my mum and repay my self taken debts. i want to be able to return what i have taken from people...i want to be useful i want to change the world in my own way. i want to bring a positive gradual change to this world, my world, with the people living with/ around me. i want to do my best every single day. i want to succeed in what i set out to do. i want to show what i am capable of. and try to improve on what i am not capable of, i want to learn.
IT's HARD but i AM ABLE TO TRY DOING IT!
Working towards my goal is what i suppose to do.

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This video below i post it for the song only not for anything else..

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