Sob Story Competition!!!

MayaJade SG

Callan

Look, I'm raising my hand. About your soul, I have no power to capture souls, maybe you'll find it hiding in some corner just to tease you.

Lex

When you're around, the gorgeous one, no men of mine will be allowed near us. I can't afford to have them turning into pillars of salt when they see what we're gonna do =)

Bish

I've read For Love of Evil already, yeah yeah, now I remember that I wanted to be a demoness when I was younger. It was interesting to read but no amount of horse powers can drag me to read Bearing an hourglass ever again, it's so confusing.

water LETTER flower GOAT baaaaaaaa

Callan SG

Prodigal:
Hmmm... even a prince will need to rest, and thus it is defintiely most befitting of you to hold the title. And of course you can't compel Rinoa, but you sure can lure... *laffs* She nows would not be the prize, for she knows you would not let anyone else wins. *LOL*

Lex:
To be able to suan people while sounding totally unintelligent is the art of ultimate suaning. Imagaine a moron sounding person being able to suan you, how degrading does that felt? *LOL*

Maya:
Well, I only see your hands so far, *sigh* Thanks for the support. As for my soul, nope haven't found it yet.

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Just my $0.02 worth

lexelle SG

Maya:

I do not care if they turn into pillars of salt or not. Coz I will be too busy to notice any of that crap.

Callan:

Dun read between my lines leh, so bad. Like that I dun dare to post wherever you post already.

Very Happy

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*(^_^)*

lexelle SG

*sob*

Guess that I should read all those long posts long ago.

I only read them just now. After surviving through Pokemon's 'Viva Erotica Special - Edition by Pokemon', I really cried on Rinoa's story.

Why? I have a Malay friend too, in fact my best friend. She had a friend who died young too, had an accident in Malaysia (Rinoa, so that people won't think they are the same person) Worse still, Aida died on that particular day, makes me even sadder.

Now I can finally believe that a person can change his/her emotions within 3 minutes just by reading. (meaning the period of time I took to read Rinoa's post, after struggling to read Poke's post)

Well. Congratulations to the winners, but I still get to date Maya and Rinoa out.

P.S. Although the rest tried and tested, the ones who wrote real sad love stories, I meant. I still think Rinoa's one is the best! Friendship....

Very Happy

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atreiu SG

The rain hammers down on the window pane, each drop an icicle piercing to the depths of his soul. Lightning temporarily engulfs the room. On the bed, staring at the ceiling, muddled thoughts riles through his troubled mind.

It began so innocently. A slip on an icy patch, an automatic getsure to help her up. Thankful for the assitance, she gives him a breathtaking smile. Caught up in her smile, he stutters concern," Ar-r-r-e you ok-k-ay?" Amused at his self-consciousness, she cheekily replies," Of course! Without you, I'd be helpless as an overturned turtle!" A blush florished on his cheeks. From there, he got to know her name. Renae. Uniqueness on its own. He realised she was a model of beauty. Sparkling eyes accentuated her bright smile, with long flowing hair that fluttered in a breeze. An image of a goddess.

A year passed, a blink of an eye. Yet so many memories! Holding hands in the park just enjoying the scenery. Sitting together at the beach watching the sun go down; Renae getting her driving license, so happy! The gasp of surprise when she saw what he got her for her 21st birthday; a giant teddy bear wrapped in many elaborate ribbons and cotton wool. He cried as all these and so many more memories flow through him again and again. So happy yet now so painful.

Tears roll down his cheek and he grabs his pillow in a death grip as another bout of pain awashes him. Flashback to yesterday... ....

"Hello Renae? I'll be meeting you later, okay? Got some projects to finish up on.Say 7:30 p.m.?"

"Okay! I'll be at Mac's in Clementi waiting for you, darling!"

--7:00 p.m--

A heavy downpour greets him as he steps out of the library. "Damn! I can hardly see further than the bus stop from here!", he mutters. Bracing himself from the needle like water projectiles, he was just about to dash across the carpark to the busstop when he hears his name being called......

He looks up,
Renae!
A wave from her.
She dashes across the road.
Umbrella turns inside out.
She looks up.
Stops.
Lights illuminate her.
A frantic horn.
Eyes wide, she turns to the right.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!

She doesn't move as the car hits her directly. Flung like a rag doll to the side of the road, she lies still as the rain mercilessly beats down on her. He rushes to her side, throwing caution to the wind. Sobbing and moaning he cradles her on his lap. "Renae, oh God, Renae. Please, don't leave me. Please. I-I, please, oh God, oh God..."

Her eyes flutter open, tears drop down on his hand. "I am so... sorry, that's me.... so impulsive... you always said ..... I should... think.. before I act... I am so sorry... I love you, my one .... and only..........."

She grows limp in his arms. He lets out a guttral howl of agony. "NOOO!!!!! Renae! Don't leave me!!! I love you so much! Please...... please....." Crying.. tears, pain, agony, loss......

"Why? Why? Why not me........." He wimpers and sobs as he slips into yet another bout of troubled sleep.

atreiu SG

I know my writing prowess sux hee! just trying out,,,,,,
it's for my webpage,,,,,,
comments?

MayaJade SG

atreiu...that's so moving, I like it so much =)
Do you mind making a copy of this and post it under Paul Mah's the lost ring thread? I posted two stories there and I hope that ring can be a place for writers to put their stories up .

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The whole problem with the world is that fools and fanatics are
always so certain of themselves, and wiser people so full of doubts.
--Bertrand Russell

[This message has been edited by MayaJade (edited 15 April 2000).]

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