Sunday, July 02, 2006
a pri sch essay
He was dumbfounded. It took a while before reaity finally sank in. Nevertheless, that piece of news was too bitter to swallow. He could not believe that she was gone just like that.
There were some memories. Memories that still remained vivid. But he had to try so hard to resist recalling them. Memories are cruel things. They constantly reminded him how vulnerable he was and how weak he was. He longed for Amnesia.
That night, he could not sleep. It was indeed too cruel for an illness to take away his best friend just like that. Tossing and turning under the blanket. Tossing and turning. More tossing and turning.
He finally sat up. Amnesia and Sleep, this pair of elusive twins seemed to hate him a lot. To make matters worse, there was a bug buzzing around in his room. He kept shoving his hands around and started screaming. The bug refused to leave his room. He stared hard at the bug which was resting beside his bed. It was not a detestable bug. It was a butterfly. He understood. Torrents of tears began flowing fast and free.
Jane.
There were some memories. Memories that still remained vivid. But he had to try so hard to resist recalling them. Memories are cruel things. They constantly reminded him how vulnerable he was and how weak he was. He longed for Amnesia.
That night, he could not sleep. It was indeed too cruel for an illness to take away his best friend just like that. Tossing and turning under the blanket. Tossing and turning. More tossing and turning.
He finally sat up. Amnesia and Sleep, this pair of elusive twins seemed to hate him a lot. To make matters worse, there was a bug buzzing around in his room. He kept shoving his hands around and started screaming. The bug refused to leave his room. He stared hard at the bug which was resting beside his bed. It was not a detestable bug. It was a butterfly. He understood. Torrents of tears began flowing fast and free.
Jane.
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