Short Story

Staying in corner . . . 
Yea staying in the corner . . . 
I’m used to doing it every time I figure out something . . 
Yea something . . . a glimpse of future glancing around . . . . swaying just like mocking at me . . 
That made people’s voice blurred when they yelled at me to go to canteen. . but I wont . . 
I kept doing me. . . . for all I do that everyone won’t ever get all my thing .,

Hmhhh . . back to the corner I was . . . yeah it was very close with window pan . . . I figured out the life I had. But grieves won’t change the lives . . .all I did . hhmmhh.. it wasn’t meant to be.
“hey come over here,, there’s something good ya gotta see . .”
“ no thanks . . “ I said .
I was sitting behind people that focus on what they were facing . .
There someone preached us all about the day she was, and actually we learned something . . .
Some people were joking . . . everyone was laughing . . .but me . .
I was still figuring something. .. . .
I keep working on my shit but it ain’t doing good . .
When dreams turned into something intangible,
The dream I had will be always a dream . .
Won’t be as good as Japanese mangaka no matter how hard I stick on this,

And another story,, finally
I blurted out that yeaa, I recalled all we had.
I tried to easy myself “yeah . . she will be alright ,, she will be alright . .. . .with someone else”
Uhh . ..
That dripping water sounds, another thing that always be a shadow haunting wherever i live.
Someone got at me and woke me up from daydreaming. ..
“class has already done . . . come on, peel out . .”
I strode up to parking lot and got on my bike. I cranked it up and went home . . .

I kept doing me . . . remember the time. . I was a corny shit . . . all I did was nothing. .
Getting me to doodle up, gathering inspiration on rooftop. The day turned asshole
Not that special . . .

In the next day . . . .i kept sitting behind the crowd . . I got someone got bullied by a troop of boys , yeah . . boy?? Me as well but I didn’t involve the case at that time . .sometimes I set myself apart, when I need alone, they have already got me good. I leaned on the wall while listened to music. They kept firing the words at her caustically. Yea I smiled at that time . . . cuz all they said was irresistible to not to be laughing. But then I just grinned,
“come here you . . .!! want some ?? “ she yelled while showed her knuckle and keep muttered.
The troop was still bullying, and they were laughing together.
I knew that all was a joke But she seemed took that too far.
Class was started and they sat rapidly by my side.
“Oh come’ on I got no mood enough to learn . . “
She is the bullied one but keep elegant, I glanced at her she was just fine. i got her wrong,,

Yea “the front- line” glowing gang if sparkling is too common to say. 5 inside with common brace but she looks stand out from another. If ya’ve ever seen her walking from downward to upward, she looms up. Haha . . and i'm just a half pint . .
I stared her and I picked a piece of paper.
“ at the time like this, it won’t be good to learn”
Some moments succeeded to overcome trending topic that made me feltl depressed,
“What kind of woman is she . . ??”
"Ummhhh . . she is different from another girls that have been bullied". Recalling me to another case, I felt that I’ve been bullied too by my own path, my fate was slumping me down to the edge of hell. The “graft” that will never make it done.
She only swelled for the moment, then finally back cheering.
It revived all my thing,,

the front-line seat always provides a good view. Yeah but not the skinny one or the juicy one, the silky one or even the calm one who acts like a mother and respectful. When everyone talked to me that the juicy one is absolutely stunning, it"s nothin’ to it. Hmmh . . she got clingy to the calm one who is the standing out academically but all i mean is the standing out physically . . .

then I know we’ll never hit it off . .
“so what’s the point of this goddamn writing . . ??”
It’s a fool question,,
At least I wrote 2 things underlined.
As a man lives in ambition
And as a normal man
Wise man said there is no impossible thing in this world, so I think we got two words left that possibly happen, success or failure but something we know that fate is illegible . . .