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This is another short story that I wrote. I hope you enjoy. Sam1 or Samone is my pen-name for my original literature, while Kimikimkimster is my pen-name for anything fanfiction.
The Perfect Gift for Her Birthday by Sam1 "I'm not sure. I probably won't be able to come, because I'm attending a conference tomorrow afternoon." I said. "But I'll try my best. Advanced happy birthday. Bye." I hung up my cellphone and stepped out of the car. I was on my way to pickup my dry-cleaning. The shop next to the laundromat is a flower shop. As I walked past the flower shop, I couldn't help notice the little girl standing in front of its door. She looked like she wanted to go inside, but she was probably too shy. I ignored the little girl and continued my way inside the laundromat where my suit awaits. I'll be using the suit for my business conference tomorrow. I wasn't really on a hurry, but I thought it was ready. Apparently, something wrong happened to one of their dry-cleaners, so my suit got delayed and I had to wait for half an hour before it was ready. The lady in the laundromat apologized, but I told them that it was no problem. So I picked up my suit and left. To my surprise, the little girl was still peering through the window of the flower shop. She was still there. What was she doing? I tried to ignore her, but when she smiled at me, I couldn't help but feel like her smile was her plea for help. And so I asked her what was wrong. "What is it little girl? Do you want to buy some flowers inside?" The girl became somewhat troubled. "Yes, mister. I want to buy some flowers for my mother. It's her birthday today, you see. My mom loves lilies and I want to get her those colorful lilies, but--" I think I know what's wrong. "-- I don't have enough money." She's really thoughtful and sweet. "Okay, what do you say if I buy them for you instead?" Her face lit up and her joy was contagious. "Really? You'd really buy them for me? Thank you, mister. I really thank you!" So I went inside and bought the bouquet of colorful lilies for her. When I got out, she was very ecstatic and joyful. "I'm so happy! My mom's going to be happy too!" She exclaimed. You know, I was happy too. Who would've known that giving something can make you this happy. "Ah! Mister. Can I ask one last thing before you go?" Because I was such in a giving mood, "Sure." I said. It turned out that the girl ran short of money to go back home. She was worried of that too. So she hitched a ride with me and her flowers, while I put in the address on my GPS. I don't really know this address or where we're going, but the GPS marked that it would take almost an hour to get there. How did she get very far? She's just a little girl. After almost an hour, I didn't know what to say. I was dumbfounded where this address had taken us. "Are you sure about the address?" It was silly to ask, but I just had to clarify, because we were somewhere unexpected. I checked the GPS and the location's right. The little girl smiled again and nodded at me too. So I followed her when she left the car. After walking some distance, the little girl stopped and paused for a moment. Then she placed the flowers. "My mom was fine in the hospital--" she began to sob a little. "I never knew that my mom would die the next day. My mom died on her birthday in the hospital. She had pneumonia and I wasn't able to say happy birthday to her, because she died early in the morning. She died last year, mister." She wiped her tears, but I couldn't help cry with the little girl in the cemetery as well. "Happy birthday, mom." I finally drove the girl home and her father anxiously waited outside the house. He was very relieved when I brought her daughter, but I'm amazed at the coincidence that her father is my co-worker. So it wasn't hard to explain to him what had happened. "Please, join us for dinner. I insist." her father says. "Thanks... but... I have a plane to catch." Maybe I'm too apathetic to care, because I think that they'll still be there tomorrow. Maybe I'm too lazy to tell how important they are to me, because they've been with me for so long -- that I think it's highly unlikely for them to disappear. Maybe I have my own definition of 'important' and that my priorities are actually mixed up. But the truth is, no one knows what will happen tomorrow. I guess I shouldn't take their life for granted. I guess I should cherish them while they're here. After all, would it make sense to spend some time with someone that isn't there anymore? I should be glad that they're still here. I should be glad that I can still talk to them. That I can still walk with them. That we can still do fun stuff together. "Yes? Who is it?" I should be glad that I still have my familiar reason to knock on the door to our old house. "... WHA- OH MY! What a pleasant surprise!" I should be glad that I can still touch them... feel them... embrace them... "I thought you said--" I should be glad that I'm still able to say it. "Happy birthday, mom. I love you. Dad! I brought you something!" song of the moment: 214 - Bamboo Manalac mood: sleepy Labels: sentimental, soups hop to: [the frontpage] [my hnc gallery] [roleplay blogs]Comment(s) : 0 | Post a Comment Two little teardrops were floating down the river of life. One drop said to the other, "I am the teardrop of a girl who loved a man and lost him." Who are you? "Well, I am the teardrop of the girl who won him." Love is very strange. Love is unconditional commitment to an imperfect individual. You need it but when you love, it's like destining yourself for pain. You become addicted and dependent on the person. You become strong and at the same time, you open yourself up to being hurt. Love can make you bear any kind of pain and any kind of sacrifice. It can also make you feel stupid and act stupidly. Sometimes when you love and end up giving so much of yourself, subconciously you only discover how much you've given when the person you love hurts you or has to say goodbye. Then you realize, an important part of yourself is already with that person. It goes away when he leaves and you are left with a sickening, empty feeling inside. Tears are bound to shed from your eyes no matter how you force yourself to keep them in. Most teardrops ever shed on this earth have been for love or lack of it. When tears dry, a silent loss sticks to your heart for a long, long time. Well, that's what you get for caring so much about someone. But how can you regret it? To give yourself freely and lovingly is the most beautiful thing you can do. Loving makes you real. Loving also makes you cry. And that is why a teardrop is also BEAUTIFUL. song of the moment: Time Has Come by Hillsong mood: don't know what to do Labels: sentimental hop to: [the frontpage] [my hnc gallery] [roleplay blogs]Comment(s) : 0 | Post a Comment Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived: Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of the others, including Love. One day it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink, so all constructed boats and left. Except for Love. Love was the only one who stayed. Love wanted to hold out until the last possible moment. When the island had almost sunk, Love decided to ask for help. Richness was passing by Love in a grand boat. Love said, "Richness, can you take me with you?" Richness answered, "No, I can't. There is a lot of gold and silver in my boat. There is no place here for you." Love decided to ask Vanity who was also passing by in a beautiful vessel. "Vanity, please help me!" "I can't help you, Love. You are all wet and might damage my boat," Vanity answered. Sadness was close by so Love asked, "Sadness, let me go with you." "Oh . . . Love, I am so sad that I need to be by myself!" Happiness passed by Love, too, but she was so happy that she did not even hear when Love called her. Suddenly, there was a voice, "Come, Love, I will take you." It was an elder. So blessed and overjoyed, Love even forgot to ask the elder where they were going. When they arrived at dry land, the elder went her own way. Realizing how much was owed the elder, Love asked Knowledge, another elder, "Who Helped me?" "It was Time," Knowledge answered. "Time?" asked Love. "But why did Time help me?" Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and answered, "Because only Time is capable of understanding how valuable Love is." song of the moment: Burnout by Sugarfree mood: hampagoooood na naman! Labels: sentimental hop to: [the frontpage] [my hnc gallery] [roleplay blogs]Comment(s) : 0 | Post a Comment I'm not complaining. It's really surprising how many people came. And to think that I was about to invite my classmates. Good thing, I planned a different schedule. And... speaking of which, I'm still undecided of when it'll happen. I have a new laptop, just sharing. It's almost somewhat a game platform but I'm a little bit pissed at its processor. Anyway, my new rig is classified for some personal reasons. Besides, it's not that important. God's blessings are pouring down on me once again. I'm about to go shopping sometime next week before our flight. At least that's what I'm hoping to do. That would be the bomb and it should be grand. I hope there's a new sneakers waiting for me there... or a wind breaker. See you at the UP Fair. Jaa matte ne! song of the moment: Fugainaiya mood: obvious ba? hampagoooooood! Labels: blogs, sentimental hop to: [the frontpage] [my hnc gallery] [roleplay blogs]Comment(s) : 0 | Post a Comment I have a new laptop! Huwaw! Medyo na- overwhelm ako nang mahawakan ang aking very own laptop! Disente pa naman ang rig niya! GeForce Go 7300 256MB ang Videocard. Intel Duo Core ang processor. 120GB ang Harddisk. Hindi ko nga alam kung kabahan ako o magsaya. I just want to thank God for giving me such a giving father. Ahehe, dadami na naman pimples ko 'neto. song of the moment: Good Morning Sunshine by Aqua mood: overwhelmed. overjoyed. Labels: blogs, sentimental hop to: [the frontpage] [my hnc gallery] [roleplay blogs]Comment(s) : 0 | Post a Comment Tila dramatic ang araw namin ngayon ah. First of all, February 24 is fast approaching. Second, malapit na rin ang Hearts Day. Third, the changes that we have to accept are unfolding before us -- the necessary circumstances for our emigration to Canada. Binili na kaninang umaga ang aming Strada. So what's the fuss? Ah wala lang. 10 years lang naman sa amin iyon, family car, marami lang namang naitulong sa pamilya, work horse ni daddy, ito lang naman ang service ko noong High School pa ako, ito lang naman ang sasakyan ko papuntang Manila noong wala pa kaming Altis. Sasakyan lang naman. Nagising ako ng maaga, andun pa. Naglinis ako ng bahay at natulog ako ulit para hindi ko makitang tumakbo papalayo at papuntang ewan. Nang mag- alas dose, nagising ako at nakita kong andun pa siya. Pero andun na rin pala ang bumibili. Parang nanigurado yung kotse at nagpaalam muna siya sa 'kin bago siya umalis. Nakita ko pa ngang umiyak yung lola ko pagkatapos eh. Matagal na nga ang sasakyang iyon. Naalala ko pa nga ang mga elementary days ko sa sasakyang iyon. Malaking tulong pa sa pamilya ang ihinatid niya. Wala pa siyang angal. The fact is: it didn't give up on us. I just want the new owner to take good care of it. Good thing kakilala ng nanay ko ang bagong may- ari. I'm not sad or angry at what happened. But it would really hurt if you see that car rot and loss its value in the garage doing nothing. The smile on the new driver is worth it. Ahehe, ang dami pang accessories na isinama. Kasama pa yung fire extinguisher. Don't take it the wrong way, hindi pa namin ginamit iyon. The point is, dito na mangyayari ang mga pagbabago. Unti- unting mawawala ang mga hindi mo pwedeng dalhin papuntang ibayong bansa. Paano pa kaya itong bahay namin? Nang tinanong ko sa Parents ko kung ipamimili nila ang bahay namin, Thank God, hindi raw. I told them that I'll make sure to buy this house from them. Anyway, ewan ko kung makakapunta akong UP Fair 2007. Ang ganda pa naman ng lineup. Wala pa akong listahan ng mga events eh. Pero bomba ang mga banda't artista na darating. Meron akong kaibigan, hindi raw siya magtatrabaho for one week just for the fair. Uhhh... good luck. song of the moment: Take All of Me - Hillsong mood: Itchy Labels: blogs, sentimental hop to: [the frontpage] [my hnc gallery] [roleplay blogs]Comment(s) : 0 | Post a Comment ![]() |
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