CHAPTER 2: I WENT TO DREAMLAND
FALLING...
Deep across the cosmos of endless darkness, there i tumbled slowly and softly.
everything that surrounds me was nothing except for a void of total murk and emptiness. of course, there was nothing to see.
i mean aside from the empowering blackness, i can perfectly see myself as if i was illuminated with light from an unknown source.
did i say i'm naked??? oh no.... don't take this detail... i'm fully undressed... but i wish no such suspecting eyes are surveying me from that darkness. YOU'RE INSANE... I'm not naked i'm just not properly undressed.
for a moment, i lingered within the darkness. and then i was moving again, slowly then accelerating. i was pulled by unknown source of gravity, forcing my fragile body to speed up through vacuum of another black universe. and with me light follows.
as i enter a new realm, i slowed down and slammed the break into a center of an enormous sea of colorful dots. they were sparkling. it awes me grandeur as i watch then glistened through the light that come forth with me.
if i was to described it, it looks perfectly like outer space. millions of cosmic chain gathered to form bubbles of galaxies. they were intertwined, connected with dragging forces that binds the galaxies altogether.
million of pieces of a cosmic bubble....
mind you, they're beautiful than you thought and more than a perfect telescope in the world can perceive. as i tried to ventured through the swarming galaxies, i realized i was trapped or maybe just encapsulated...
i want to scream but my throat was too dry to utter a sound. all of the universe is drawing near as if going through a vortex of gravitational pull. i tried to move them away but they are sucking onto me more closer, not to mention, I'm becoming the center of the galactic vortex.
"They're closing fast and it's going to be a big collision", that was i thought.
the only thing i could do is to cover my eyes from the unavoidable scenario. i waited for something that would vibrate or even explode the entire vacuum of universe but instead of a "LAEADYE SMASH PIE" for a result, there's something more magical happened.
yes, of course, i am on my dream.... i would not be a pie not more like a SMASH HUMAN PIE... fortunately what happened is that instead of another big-bang phenomenon, the entire family of different galaxies gathered around me and orbited like planets on an ordinary solar system.
crazy as it may seem, i began to glow and feel a scorching heat from within me... oops... i hate this part, but i won't let you loose the detail...
i started to feel hotter and hotter every moment that elapsed. come to think of it, my golden hair turns into destructive flames causing me to went total panic. my, my. i can't put it out myself from fire.
why?
it is because my entire body turned into flame. from every inches of my fingertips down into my deepest core, i become flaming gaseous ball.
"I'm more like a sun", I thought with despair.
forced by being a huge gaseous star, my light gives light to all direction, illuminating the ea of the blue galaxy, nourishing the greatest cloud of cosmic planets and creating shadows and eclipses with the both the habitable and less-fortunate comets and asteroids, and planet.
for that, i beginning to be satisfied to give them light even though i hate being a ball of live fire. but this is just a dream in which everything happens according to what my mortal mind breathe. i can control everything. (at least i hope for).
i thought there was no way out from being a sun for all eternity (except for waking up) but something beyond my senses tells me that i was put out of fire by who knows who... and i was grateful of that part.
yet, this dream started to be more crazier than any before. back then when i was still on the vortex i thought i was trapped yet i was not. i hope the next part of being put out of fire is better than being a center of a vortex because i found myself sitting on a small bathtub full of salty water inside a very tiny and totally secluded room.
"TRAPPED" i managed to shout.
you didn't realized how trapped i am, do you?
i better tell you how.
First, i was totally drenched with salty water that makes my whole body rigidly froze.
Second, it turn out that i wasn't naked at all but my uniform has been absolutely heavy that i don't even bother to move or else it will only make my bone crack.
Thirdly, i was totally trapped. not only it has no enough space for my ever-so-cute body but also it has no door, not even a tiniest crack where fresh sunshine will enter...
the four corners of this room (even its half-busted chandelier) will never cease to remind me that i was trapped. trapped.
I WAS TOTALLY TRAPPED. (can i cry for a while?)...
(to be continued... CHAPTER 3: DO YOU KNOW ALLISON?)
Monday, December 13, 2010
Thursday, December 2, 2010
..::Death Dreams Survival ~Chapter 1~::..
Chapter 1: LAST CONSOLATION
My heavenly bed awaits me from school.
i was so excited to go home and escape the most boring chapter of my life and it is titled: SCHOOL. Oh! Please, don't act like you doesn't. Actually, I'm not quite into saying that this school of mine is totally boring but the truth is that I hate being in this institution.
You probably asked why? It is because they called me "Goldilocks". and i hate them for nicknaming me such unlikely pseudo name. Honestly, i do looks like Goldilocks... white and fair complexion... not quite vertically challenge... golden curly hair... and uhm... cute face... don't laugh, it is perhaps true ... yet, for god's sake i preferred to be called (or should i emphasize "CALLED")by my given name "LAEADYE MITTRIGDE". and it sound beautiful if and only if you pronounced it properly.
One of the reason why they would prefer to call me Goldilocks is that my name is to hard to pronounce. and it is not pleasing if they mis-mouth my name to the extent it sounds like "Lie-and-die". gosh...it just that I am only ten years old to die.
By the way, we're going out of the story a little bit but i don't want you to keep hanging. My staggering anecdote started right after when our class ended. i did the usual thing i always did everyday. go directly home so that i could finished Naddy Chesnut's third novelette titled:"when knives start pinching eyes". i took the nearest bus waiting shed and waited almost 15 minutes. usually the bus intervals goes for 5-10 minutes but it seems that today the bus is taking too long. i waited impatiently, peaking to my wristwatch from time to time.
"the bus is late" i hate late honestly and I've never been late for school actually.
there's another set of conveyances freed from the clutches of the STOP traffic light. as i survey the mobiles i tried to spot for a bus. before i could, i glanced upon something on the other side of the road.
it was a sign board, but not ordinary. it says "death hot spot... wrong turn"
it was odd.
I never suspect that there is a banner like that on that street. but i did not mind it. "Maybe it's just a practical prank".
hurray for me. I had finally spotted a bus, summoning it. i excitedly climbed inside the white-colored bus. did i actually say, WHITE?? strange doesn't it... bus color coding in our municipality is orange. another odd observation though, but i still did not mind.
my mind was on an actual thought of deciding what seat should i settle down for the ride. when my sight align with the height of the chairs, i actually stopped at my tracks. i was baffled and amazed.
the bus is empty.
all seats i had expected to be filled is totally vacant except for the driver and one odd guy sitting 5 sits away from me. it was not natural with me to actually rode a bus with only one companion but it was a relief though that i could not strain or even embarrassed myself on choosing a seat. Normally, during afternoon specially nearing twilight, buses were full of passengers and travelers. but today is a lot more different day. i strolled quickly as the bus restarted the engine. when i get through the row where my only sole companion sits. he glanced at me.
No way.
it's not such that a normal glance for a typical person but he looked deeply into my eyes and forced to go beyond. i was shocked his eyes lingered even without moving his head and even i had just passed him. his cap was pulled low enough to cover half of his facade but I'm pretty sure he's staring at me like a lion licking its lips for meat.
what was in his eyes was not love, as you had guess.
it was more than that, more deadly than love, more intriguing than love.
LUST?? nope.
i don't know what he is up to, but something is telling me there's much more going on today. and it is unlikely customary.
i feel uneasy even after the bus had just dropped me at my bus stop. i almost feel like that uneasiness caused my sudden tiresome.
when i reach home i feel exhausted more than uneasy. mom greeted me and i greeted her back coldly, living her at living room alone with a cup of tea. i went directly to my bed. exhausted. i never been tired like this before. maybe it's just a result of 3 major games we played on our Physical education subject and a major headache caused by arithmetic tests.
my bag fell thudding on the floor as i collapsed on my cozy bed. i was too tired to moved. i even did not bother to change my clothes from my usual uniform to my bedtime pajamas. all i was up to is wishing i could closed my eyes and rest for a while.
now, darkness is closing in.
my weight buried deep down my sheets.
my eyelids started to be heavy, as if dragged by a strong gravity.
i was prepared for this state to take my last consolation of the day and it is to dream a wonderful and sweet dream.
(to be continued... CHAPTER 2:I WENT TO DREAMLAND)
My heavenly bed awaits me from school.
i was so excited to go home and escape the most boring chapter of my life and it is titled: SCHOOL. Oh! Please, don't act like you doesn't. Actually, I'm not quite into saying that this school of mine is totally boring but the truth is that I hate being in this institution.
You probably asked why? It is because they called me "Goldilocks". and i hate them for nicknaming me such unlikely pseudo name. Honestly, i do looks like Goldilocks... white and fair complexion... not quite vertically challenge... golden curly hair... and uhm... cute face... don't laugh, it is perhaps true ... yet, for god's sake i preferred to be called (or should i emphasize "CALLED")by my given name "LAEADYE MITTRIGDE". and it sound beautiful if and only if you pronounced it properly.
One of the reason why they would prefer to call me Goldilocks is that my name is to hard to pronounce. and it is not pleasing if they mis-mouth my name to the extent it sounds like "Lie-and-die". gosh...it just that I am only ten years old to die.
By the way, we're going out of the story a little bit but i don't want you to keep hanging. My staggering anecdote started right after when our class ended. i did the usual thing i always did everyday. go directly home so that i could finished Naddy Chesnut's third novelette titled:"when knives start pinching eyes". i took the nearest bus waiting shed and waited almost 15 minutes. usually the bus intervals goes for 5-10 minutes but it seems that today the bus is taking too long. i waited impatiently, peaking to my wristwatch from time to time.
"the bus is late" i hate late honestly and I've never been late for school actually.
there's another set of conveyances freed from the clutches of the STOP traffic light. as i survey the mobiles i tried to spot for a bus. before i could, i glanced upon something on the other side of the road.
it was a sign board, but not ordinary. it says "death hot spot... wrong turn"
it was odd.
I never suspect that there is a banner like that on that street. but i did not mind it. "Maybe it's just a practical prank".
hurray for me. I had finally spotted a bus, summoning it. i excitedly climbed inside the white-colored bus. did i actually say, WHITE?? strange doesn't it... bus color coding in our municipality is orange. another odd observation though, but i still did not mind.
my mind was on an actual thought of deciding what seat should i settle down for the ride. when my sight align with the height of the chairs, i actually stopped at my tracks. i was baffled and amazed.
the bus is empty.
all seats i had expected to be filled is totally vacant except for the driver and one odd guy sitting 5 sits away from me. it was not natural with me to actually rode a bus with only one companion but it was a relief though that i could not strain or even embarrassed myself on choosing a seat. Normally, during afternoon specially nearing twilight, buses were full of passengers and travelers. but today is a lot more different day. i strolled quickly as the bus restarted the engine. when i get through the row where my only sole companion sits. he glanced at me.
No way.
it's not such that a normal glance for a typical person but he looked deeply into my eyes and forced to go beyond. i was shocked his eyes lingered even without moving his head and even i had just passed him. his cap was pulled low enough to cover half of his facade but I'm pretty sure he's staring at me like a lion licking its lips for meat.
what was in his eyes was not love, as you had guess.
it was more than that, more deadly than love, more intriguing than love.
LUST?? nope.
i don't know what he is up to, but something is telling me there's much more going on today. and it is unlikely customary.
i feel uneasy even after the bus had just dropped me at my bus stop. i almost feel like that uneasiness caused my sudden tiresome.
when i reach home i feel exhausted more than uneasy. mom greeted me and i greeted her back coldly, living her at living room alone with a cup of tea. i went directly to my bed. exhausted. i never been tired like this before. maybe it's just a result of 3 major games we played on our Physical education subject and a major headache caused by arithmetic tests.
my bag fell thudding on the floor as i collapsed on my cozy bed. i was too tired to moved. i even did not bother to change my clothes from my usual uniform to my bedtime pajamas. all i was up to is wishing i could closed my eyes and rest for a while.
now, darkness is closing in.
my weight buried deep down my sheets.
my eyelids started to be heavy, as if dragged by a strong gravity.
i was prepared for this state to take my last consolation of the day and it is to dream a wonderful and sweet dream.
(to be continued... CHAPTER 2:I WENT TO DREAMLAND)
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
..:: NO USE LYING ::..
Monday, November 22, 2010
..:: PIECE OF A COSMIC BUBBLE ::..
hiyaaaaaaahhh... Humanoids around the globe... another cosmic events had affected the interconnection of the BUBBLE... here it comes.... my new world... my new spot... MY NEW BLOGSITE...
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