True spirit within"The darkness is calling. A little danger, a little risk. Feel your heart race. Listen to it. That's the sound of being alive. It's your time, Nick. Your one chance to have fun before it's all stolen by them, the adults, with their cruelty and endless rules, their can't-do-this, and can't-do-that's, their have-tos, and better-dos, their little boxes and cages all designed to break your spirit, to kill your magic."
― Brom, 'the Child Thief'
This quote from 'the Child Thief' by Brom, since I believe to take risks and challenges for what you believe are right. Not only is it part of life but, people shouldn't assume what is right for you otherwise lacks independence and belief listening to your heart of what you believe. When it comes to people who care about you, they just want to do what's best for you but, really they don't know you enough to empathize. For instance, if an adult expects me to be obedient for being good like them and I ask why; the answer is either 'because I said
Simon (WIP)"Give it to him hard! Beat him to the ground! one of the significant calls; I was barricaded from a gang of eight. Each one of the members got their chances to lash out my blood, to the point I could have been on the edge of hospitalized or even killed. But, when they all pinned me down to get pleasure from my pain; like anybody in this situation would feel enraged. There was heat in my blood that circulated my body causing a spark that hit me emotionally from their cruel, diabolical laughing. Lying in a fetal position, shedding tears, and the scarring language that hurt even more than the physical force; everything was getting to me. At the spur of moment, I screamed while helpless on the ground; the guys continue to harass me feeling better like the henchmen of the devil they already are. That's when, I took action Somehow this rush of anger in my body, unleashed to them by the force of gravity; I did managed to get up bewilderingly with myself. All of them were achiSimon (WIP)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Letter to Yoshiki HayashiLetter to Yoshiki Hayashi2 years ago in Letters More Like This
Dear Yoshiki Hayashi,
You are one of my inspirations that I respect, you are talented when it comes to playing piano and drums with 'X Japan'. Listening to your music, it's like I can empathize with your emotions in a way of hearing tunes and lyrics that is more than just music. It's music that contains messages of passion from the soul of a musician. As I started to get to know you from interviews, fans, and news from your online resources, I least expected that you take the time to care and respect for the fans like you do for the members of 'X Japan'. Secondly, you motivated yourself to have the confidence to pursue your dreams. You persuaded me that confidence is the key to pursue your dreams and to be successful.
For instance, I dream to become a writer and I admit; my friends, peers, and family pressured me that I wouldn't make it as a writer. All of them lectured me I might not be good enough to be successful as other famous writers. Unfortunately, I tried to ignore their remark
A far cry from behind the wall (WIP)Vera is uniquely modest and curious girl for her age. The spur of moment exploring her town's castle that is barricaded by a wall not even a thousand soldiers could demolish. Intriguingly to foresee the palace ground, that's when fate put its work in for her Encountered by the Prince of her homeland, Nathaniel However, Nathaniel fascinated by her being a commoner; he ached to escape the stress of royalty and be in Vera's shoes. Both are infatuated that they have more in common than they anticipated and then evolve into devotion for one another; unfortunately, afflictions arise in their relationship due to Nathaniel's Father's wishes for him to be wedded to a Princess. As for Vera, coping to stay with Nathaniel interferes with her routine of school work and family. On the brink of insanity keeping their relationship a secret, it becomes unmasked by Nathaniel's sinister cousin Delano Now, that the secret is out; Nathaniel and Vera are forbidden to be together MeanA far cry from behind the wall (WIP)1 year ago in Settings More Like This
How can you resist? (WIP)I was racing down the sidewalk hiding my face in my hands, afflicted by the fact when I went to see him... Smooching a girl that I never seen her before in my life; now I shall find a place to hide for my embarrassment. Now, that I shun myself from the world I collided in with someone! I unraveled my face to him; first thing I saw that he had eyes... Eyes that were deep and gleaming of water; looking down at me wide open of amusement. "May I ask why are you bawling?" He came closer to me slightly, as I looked down at my feet being distressed "I- I- I h-a-a-d... T-t-t-o... runs away..." I stuttered sniveling. He took his hand holding my chin and rose it up at an angle "Here, you could use a walk to get back to your senses and explain to me your problems... Trust me; I just want to help you..." As I fell for those eyes and his kind charm, wiping my face at the same time sniffling; I made a quick decision by not turning down his offer and he patted me on the back as we took a stroll in woHow can you resist? (WIP)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A box of pocky (WIP)Entering inside the Asian market that consisted of strong aroma of live fish, fresh meat, and oriental spices; my Mother and I were one of the few that stood out of the crowd. Moving to a new environment, it took me a while seeking a place to remind me of home and satisfy cravings "Ryder, you know what you want; go ahead and pick whatever you need" my Mother advised me. "I sure will, shouldn't take very long for me to find my way around!" I giggled. Scurrying to the freezer sections, easily finding my favorite brands and types of dumplings, buns, and spring rolls 'OK, I have covered this section now; it's time for a beverage or two!' I smiled with myself feeling like I'm home again.A box of pocky (WIP)1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Covering the perishable items, all was left was pantry snacks. I moved through the crowd heading to the aisle of sweets and salty mixes; skimming the aisle. My emotions went from cravings and needs for satisfaction to awe, the least expecting person to be here. 'I have seen him before!' Focusing on his rela