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1. Sheila's Romantic Dream by Karen (Theme) One night, Sheila was fondly thinking about her boyfriend, Roland. His birthday was coming up and she wanted to do something extra ordinary for him. So, she decided to ask God for help. She went to the living room and squad down under the altar and called for God’s help. Sheila called out: “God?” God replied: “Yes, my dear Sheila? How can I help you?” Sheila said: “I think that my boyfriend, Roland is the most wonderful guy in this world. He is very perfect for me. He makes me very happy each time when I was together with him. God… I want to do the same thing for him. I want to be the most wonderful girl for him. I want to be a perfect, pretty and intelligent girl. God, please change me into the woman that Roland will think is the most beautiful, the most kind, the most affectionate and the most loving! God… Please help me…!” God asked: “Are you sure that is what you want?” Sheila replied: “Yes, yes, I’m very sure that is what I want!” God answered: “Well Sheila, go to sleep and rest easy for when you wake up tomorrow morning you will have you wish.” Sheila was very excited. She stood up and went to sleep. She was very happy that she thought of Roland every second before she closed her eyes. Then, she fell into a deep, deep sleep. When she woke up the next morning, she remembered the promise God has made with her. She sprang out of the bed and went to the mirror to see what how and will she looked like. To her surprise, she saw a woman with heavy makeup, curly hair, and colorful nails. She is wearing a long black dinner gown and high heels!!! She looked like as though she was back to 16 years old again! Sheila was very happy that she couldn’t recognize it was her. God had fulfilled her dream and made her gorgeous. She didn’t expect that God will have really fulfilled her dream and transformed her into such a beautiful lady… She screamed happily to the living room and told her family members what had happened to her. Her parents were so shocked that they couldn’t believe it was God’s work. On that day itself, Sheila called her boyfriend out and wanted to give him a big surprise. She waited anxiously at home to wait for Roland to pick her up. She can’t wait to show him her new look. She put on her Gucci perfume and makes herself smell like angel! After 10 minutes later, Roland arrived. He rang the door bell and looked for Sheila. Sheila was standing right in front of him but he didn’t notice her. When Sheila introduced herself, Roland shouted in shock! He was extremely happy that his girlfriend has changed her image. He was speechless. He likes her new image very much! Sheila felt very happy deep inside her heart. She had given Roland a wonderful gift. The two of them went for a romantic candle light dinner at a restaurant. Roland gave her 99 roses to show his love towards Sheila. To her surprise, he even proposed to Sheila. He proposed by giving her a diamond ring! Wow! Sheila almost fainted. She cried out with tears. She can’t imagine so many romantic things happened to her in just one day. “Yes, I will,” replied Sheila when Roland asked her the question. Roland kissed her on the cheek and asked for a dance. She was gay. She thanked God silently for making her wishes came true. She was the happiest woman in the world for that night! Suddenly, a familiar voice shouted for her name. “Sheila! Sheila! Get up! It’s time to go to school! Sheilaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!” Doom! Sheila feel her body aching and her head is dizzy. She opened her eyes and found herself lying on the floor inside her bedroom! She recalled back what had actually happened. Then she remembered what God had promised her was just only a dream. Her new image, the new proposal and Roland were just only a dream! She was so disappointed. How she wish she can have all that! What a disappointing romantic dream… Poor Sheila…

=**2. Setting : Akari by Zulaika **=

April, 1936 , the eleventh years of Showa era … The cherry blossoms are blooming and the weather is pleasantly mild. I can smell the fragrant sweetness of plum trees and cherries through my window in my room. I can sense that the spring is coming as all of these deliver the first signs of spring. “Hikari, where are you ? , ” said Suzuko, a sister who is 3 years older than me. “I’m in here, Suzuko-//neechan// .” I can hear that she is running towards me with speed , as if something is chasing her behind her. Her footstep running on the //rōka// can be heard loudly. Our house is made of wood and clay, it is surrounded with a beautiful garden. When it is raining, we can listen to the pouring rain clearly as our roof made of tiles. She slides over the //shoji// and running again. “ What’s wrong, //neechan// ? Is there anything bad happened to you ? ”, I asked her eagerly. “Hikari, this is not about me , it’s about you , I heard that you went for //omiai// , is that true ? Are you sure you are going for it ? If you don’t like the guy you can directly tell //okaasan//, I’m sure she will understand it. You are so young, only 16 , there must be a lot of things that you want to experience. Let’s go and look for //okaasan//, we can talk this over .” She said all of these in one breathe and I can see that she is pretty exhausted after she delivered her message. “ //Neechan//, don’t you worry about it. I’m fine with it, //okaasan// said that he will only marry me after I finished my study , in fact , he is also still studying in a military school. He is a good guy, I’m sure he will treat me well in the future. Here it is, his picture … ,” I hands over a picture of Junnosuke to Suzuko. She grabs it immediately, eager to look at the picture of my fiancée. “ Oh ! Oogaki Junnosuke ? ” she exclaimed in disbelief. “Do you know him, //neechan// ?” I asked in a state of curiousity. “Of course I know him, Hikari. He is our old neighbour and he is from a famous military family. He is a good boy, you are so lucky to get him. I’m so happy for you, my darling. It’s a good thing that he entered the military school, it runs in their family blood .” Suzuko explained about Junnosuke which I do not know. I never see him and during the //omiai//, only his father came. “ I guess so. By the way, //neechan// , I’m sure you will be leaving me soon to get marry. I’m going to be lonely by that time .” I said in a low tone, trying to tease her as I know she has someone that she adores so much. “Ish … I’m not as pretty as you, Hikari. By the way, who wants me as their wife ?” she said in a cheerful tone. “ If you are not pretty, how come Kousuke will attracted to you ? Hihihi …, ” I’m teasing her again , this time , her face quickly turned into as red as tomatoes. She is so shy and speechless at the moment. “ Errr … Kousuke is like my talking partner. There is nothing special about me and him .” She is denying the fact that she is actually like her so much that her heart could explode. “ Although I have some feeling for him, for now I think it’s better for me to concentrate on my study .” She adds some other details about her feelings. “ I think it’s better for //neechan// to ask him what’s his feeling towards you, so that you two could start dating .” I added. “ I heard my name is being mentioned, is there anything I can help ?” Kousuke is standing near the //shoji//. His face is blur, he has no idea what we are talking about. “ Actually, Suzuko-//neechan// is …” I tries to reveal the thing to Kousuke in a joking manner but Suzuko immediately caught me from behind and screamed : “ DON’T HIKARI !!!! ” I burst out laughing and promised that I won’t say it. Kousuke is here to teach Suzuko Germans. “ Next time Kousuke need to teach me Germans too ya .” I said that to Kousuke. He smiled and said : “You are so hardworking and cute girl, Hikari .” My heart is fluttering when I heard that. I look at the Junnosuke’s picture and it falls down to the floor. I don’t understand why the General came over for the //omiai//. Okaasan told me that Junnosuke is not as perfect as I am, this I do not understand as the most females fond of military guy as their husband. I could not say anything despite from agree with the arrangement. I need to sacrifice for this family, I need to work hard to make this relationship works. Only by doing this, I can stay calm and peaceful. As a daughter of a mistress, I also have rights to live peacefully. I won’t be able to find a better man than Junnosuke.

Junnosuke is outside of his house. The rain is pouring down on him. “ Are you Oogaki Junnosuke ?” said the girl. “ Eh … From Hozumi family, by any chance , are you Hikari ?” Junnosuke stuttered for the first time seeing his fiancée. The girl smiled and said, “ I’m Akari , Hikari’s twin sister. I come to see how handsome my sister’s fiancée is. She is smiling again and left. Her attitude left Junnosuke with blankness. || I’ve met Junnosuke. He is a cheerful boy. Akari || 
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I am so shocked that Akari actually went to see him behind my back. I kept on thinking why did she did that on my way running to Junnosuke’s house. She make me embarrass with myself. “Err … You ! Goo … Good afternoon, Junnosuke .” I said it in a very pathetic way. I can feel my face is burning when our eyes met. “ Which one of you is here now ?” Junnosuke said in confusion. “ It’s Hikari here .” I said it shyly. “Oh … this time is Hikari’s turn. Awesome, both of you are so identical. I’m Junnosuke, nice to meet you .” He said politely. “ Ah, yes ! I’m Hikari Hozumi !” I said it in a rush. “ I’m so sorry because I do not come and see you earlier. Honestly, I seldom went back home and my dad never talk about you before , so this //omiai// is still a shock for me. I’m really sorry .” He explained. I am happy that he is such a truthful man, “ Do Akari says anything that is unpleasant to you ?” “No , he just here to ask me something , that’s all .” Junnosuke convinced me. “ We were living separately since we were kids, when I know that she came to see you , I’m worried , I have no idea what is she trying to do .” I tried to explain about Akari to him , hoping he will understand the situation better. “ Oh, that’s the story. Are you living with your family right now ?” He asked. “ Kind of ,” I said. “ I lost contact with Akari when we were kids, I can’t see her when I need her , but we always exchange our letters secretly. She knows where I live and sometimes we will meet up. We meet in the afternoon when there is no one in the house. However, I always not at home in the afternoon , so there’s always a letter on my table .” “When she knows about us, she came and see me ,” Junnosuke added. “ Yes, she always worry about me. I always write letter to her to tell her my condition .” I said. “Hmm … twins, kind of fun isn’t it ? Normally when we have twins, one will alive and another one will die. Luckily, both of you survived and able to meet each other although were separated before. Both of you must have a very strong feelings of each other existence .” I can see that Junnosuke is admiring our spirit of sticking together even when we are separated. Even though we are separated, our hearts and thoughts will always near to each other. “Junnosuke will be here during holiday right ? So that we can meet ,” Kousuke asked me. “ You want to get marry to someone whom that you love doesn’t it Hikari ?” He added. “ Yes, he will be here and for your information , yes , I do want to get married to someone that I love .” I answered him. Like Suzuko-//neechan//, I also want to marry someone that I love and can take care of me. I still remember the first day I step into this house, it was when I was 10 years old and it was the first time I saw //okaasan//. She loves kids and in this house, I have a sister which is cute – Suzuko. In this house also, I met Kousuke. He works for Hozumi’s family. He taught us how to study and always praised me. The relationship between Kousuke and Suzuko is very close and people always tease them. From that moment, I knew that Suzuko-//neechan// is in love with him. I loved Kousuke but //neechan// loves him too, what should I do ? I keep thinking until one day I asked //neechan// what’s her feeling, but before she could answer , //okaasan// said : “ Since you are in love with him , why don’t we pair you two up ? There is no one that is able to ruin your happiness .” I knew that actually //okaasan// never forget the hatred that she kept because of my mother. She kept me with her just because of //otoosan// ask her to. I couldn’t say anything. I guess this is what a daughter of a mistress will be treated as. I couldn’t express my feelings to others, except Akari , my sister , my friend , my life mate.

|| Unable to tell the truth. Hikari || 
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“Hikari ! Hikari ?” Kousuke called. “Are you Kousuke ?” the girl asked him. “ What are you doing in here Hikari ? Aren’t you suppose to be in school at this time ?” Kousuke asked. “I’m Hikari’s twin sister, Akari. It’s a pleasure to meet you here, why don’t we take a sit and talk ?” Akari invites Kousuke to have a drink with him. “ I never knew that Hikari has a twin sister. Although both of your face are the same, the way both of you talk are totally different .” he said to Akari. “ The way we were being brought up is different, so there is nothing to be surprised of ,” Akari said it in a serious tone and Kousuke seemed shocked after listening to her explanation. “ So I guess you have heard about Hikari’s //omiai// ?” Kousuke tried to start a conversation. “ Hmm … what do you think about it Kousuke ?” Akari said. “ I think it is something that is good and we should be happy about. I heard that he is a good guy .” Kousuke answered her firmly.

Junnosuke comes to my house. He is delightful and cheerful as always. “ How was military school ? It must be very strict ,” I said to him. “ Yes, I need to wake up at 5 o’clock in the morning everyday. I’ve get used to it nowadays as whenever I went back to my grandfather’s house, he will wake up at 4 in the morning and he will scold me if I wake up late .” Junnosuke tells me his story about his life as military school student. I loves to look at his facial expression when told me his story. I feel connected to him. “ I thought all military students will be disciplined when they at home …” I said. “ At first, yes , it is , but sooner or later , all of us will get lazy ,” he added. “ Don’t you scared when you are in the battlefield ?” I asked him curiously. “ Hmm … I don’t know what I feel but when they ask me to go, I’ll just go .” He answered me casually. I admire his courage but I do worry about him. “ You … do not afraid of death ? Hmm … I’m sorry for asking you such a silly question ,” I answered foolishly. “ Of course I’m afraid of death. If I stay at home also there is nothing can be done, I keep on eating. Hehehe … But I’ve been living independently since my young age, so everything that’s happening to me is destined in my life , I never plan to be involved in the battle. My grandfather once said that suicide will guaranteed hell, does that mean that war is a kind of suicide and I will never see heaven ? I don’t know …” He paused for a while and continue. “ As a women, you must think that this topic is too heavy right ?” I look at him and said , “My mother passed away when I was 10 years old , so this issue is kind of bothered me .” “ Err … passed away ? So the one at home is …” Junnosuke questioned me curiously. “My mother was a mistress of Hozumi family. After she passed away, I was brought into the family. Honestly, I can’t tell anyone about this matter .” I sighed. He look at me and asks : “ That’s the story. So that’s the time you and Akari were separated ?” I nodded and he continues. “ Pity you, you must felt lonely and alienated during that time .” I’m so touch by his concern. He is really a good guy. “ Yes … but … but I know, even though we were far away , there is someone who is still remember me. That’s the reason why I’ve never been worried .” I said in certain. “ Yes, I’m sure there is ,” he added.

 It’s raining cats and dogs outside. Tonight is going to be a very cold night. I wonder why the rain never stop pouring down. The strike of the rain on the rooftop sounds like the static noise made by the radio. It’s very quiet and yet lonely, just like that day. The day when my mother passed away. I heard some noises, but the //roka// is too dark at night. I walk by leaning to the wall and suddenly I felt that the distance from my room to the room is very far. I slide over the //shoji// and I saw Kousuke in there, he was so shocked seeing me stand still in front the sliding door. “ Why are you here ?” I asked him immediately. “ I wanted to go back home but it’s raining heavily. I’ve got my permission to stay here tonight. Why are you still awake ? It’s late at night now ,” he explained. “ It’s night and dark … I’m worried … I thought Akari is looking for me ,” I said. “Akari ? No, it’s only me. The noises that you heard it’s me doing my work. I’m calculating the marks for English test. Do you want to see it ?” He asked. I look at the paper and saw Suzuko’s name. I felt the world is spinning and I fainted. “ Akari ? …”, Junnosuke asked the girl. He continues, “ Hahaha … I know how to differentiate both of you. By the way, you did not answer my question last time. Does Hikari has anyone that she likes ?”. Akari looked at him said, “ Yes , she has someone that she likes but she can do nothing to get him. I can do nothing to help her, only can listen to her problems … I’m sorry , I come and see you so sudden …” “ Akari … you are worried because of you are her sister ,” he said. “Hikari can be honest only when she talks to me. I’m the only person that understand her feelings .” Akari ended the conversation and quickly leave the place.   “ Yes Hikari, it is such an unbelievable right ? //Otoosan// and Uncle Tarui has already agree. I’ll be Kousuke’s wife. I feel like I’m dreaming Hikari !” Suzuko said. She is happy with the wedding and Kousuke is the lover of her life. I felt so hurt deep inside my heart, I like Kousuke too , but why I couldn’t express my feeling like Suzuko did. I’m blank for a moment and said, “ Congratulations //neechan// !” In the living room, //okaasan// and Uncle Tarui is discussing about the wedding. “I heard that Hikari is not feeling well this lately, so I suggest to held the wedding as soon as possible ,’’ said Uncle Tarui. “ I agree, Tarui-//san// ,” said //okaasan//.

“Hikari ? Why don’t you bring your umbrella ? You will get sick like this .” said Kousuke. “I’m Akari .” she said.

“ Ah … Akari … You … can you follow me to Hozumi’s house ? Hikari is sick right now. If you come and see her, I’m sure she will be happy. So … will you go and see her ? Please, I’ll do anything ,” he said desperately. “ If that’s what you want …” she quickly run to Kousuke and kissed on his cheek. He was shocked with her attitude. She continues her word by saying, “ You … there is someone who likes you. I … I’ve hurt her feelings … that’s the reality … I’m sorry ,” she said that. He saw her crying and leaving the place. He called her and chased her but unfortunately he didn’t a see a car is coming towards him and crash him, and she , left without a trace.

|| I met Kousuke yesterday. My right hand was injured at that time. Akari || <span style="color: #0042ff; font-family: Tahoma,Geneva,sans-serif;">
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“ Ah … Suzuko- //neechan// … what happened ? Why is it so noisy out there ?”, I said. “ Kousuke … he was involved in an accidents last night. His bone might be broken and his life also in danger. I want you explanation, Hikari. Were you there with Kousuke last night ?” she demanded for answer. “ No, I’m not with him … no … ah …Akari ! It’s maybe Akari !”, I said. “ Akari ?” she questioned. “ Akari is my twin sister ,” I said. “ Oh, that’s mean her hand was injured in the same accident ? Did ‘Akari’ badly injured ? ” she is asking for clarification. “ She is still able to send me this letter ,” I answered. “ Or maybe she is still here … !” said Suzuko. “You are the one who struggle to write that letter, Hikari. I saw you writing on the desk in your room ,” said //okaasan//. “ What ? I don’t understand …” I said. “ Hikari, don’t you dare to hide your bandaged hand ya. //Okaasan// saw you with Kousuke at the town. You are really a mess-maker ! Bitch ! You and your mother are the same !” Suzuko said angrily. I run away with confusedness in my head. Where is Akari ? Where is she when I needed her the most ? Akari, where are you ? This is Hikari, do you hear me ? I need to see you. Please come and see me Akari ! Akari … Akari … Akari is not here … Where is she ? Tap ! Junnosuke ran towards Hikari as she fainted on the ground.

“ It doesn’t look like her handwriting … ,” said the General. “ But Masako … her mother send Hikari to her //okaasan// to take care of her. I know nothing about her. After she was born, her //okaasan// take care of her ; that’s all the information I have about her .” “In Europe and America, the lifestyle of each individual is different. Sometimes they create a character which is not real to soothe their life … Most probably, Hikari is suffering with this kind of mental illness , father ,” sain Junnosuke. “ Is she sick ?” said the General. “ I’m not sure about this either …” said Junnosuke. “ But if this is the case, I think that her mental disturbance is stronger than the physical … Like her biological mother , who killed herself and then tried to kill Hikari … I’m just afraid that Hikari will kill herself … When I went to see her last time , she didn’t say much. When you told me that her mother died of suicide, I’m worried .” the General told Junnosuke about what he knows about Hikari.

“ Huk … huk …Isk … Isk …” I cried in sleep. “Hikari … Are you okay ?” //Okaasan// said. “ //Okaasan//, where is Akari ?” I asked her. “ Let’s go to the hospital, Hikari. We need to treat your illness …” said //okaasan//. “ I don’t want to go ! I don’t want to go there ! Don’t leave me alone … please, //okaasan// … don’t you worry anymore. I won’t do this kind of mistakes again. //Okaasan// ! I’m sorry … all of these are my illusion and Akari … Akari is not real …” I begged her. “ Hikari, it’s better for you to take a bath before you take your medicine. I’ve already prepared the hot water for you ,” said Suzuko. “ Suzuko-//neechan// … I don’t have any special relationship with Kousuke. Kousuke and //neechan// are my precious brother and sister. Therefore, I want both of you to live happily ever after .” I assured her. I took the pills into the bath room. I’m thinking of suicide but right away, I thought of the conversation I’ve had with Junnosuke – “ Suicide guaranteed you to go to hell , you will never see heaven again if you kill yourselves. Therefore, human have to continue their lives , no matter how hard it is .” I wonder why on earth God fix human being’s life line , only He knows …

In the office near the bathroom, Junnosuke was listening to //otoosan//’s decision about our wedding. My heart stopped by the time he mentioned it to Junnosuke. I was walking out from the bathroom and I accidentally listened to what they said. “ I’m so sorry son that we have to do this, we have to cancel the wedding due to the problems occurred ,” said //otoosan// to Junnosuke. “I have to get back to school today, I’ll be back again next time ,” said Junnosuke. “Junnosuke ! Junnosuke !” //otoosan// called him but he immediately left the room. I was frustrated. My partner, who listened to my problems , who listened to everything I told her , comfort me , guide me , is not here with me anymore. Junnosuke … he left me … everyone is leaving me again …

“Kring … Kring …Kring …” the phone is ringing. “ Hikari, there is a phone call for you ,” said Suzuko. “ Yes, Hikari’s speaking …” I answered the call. “ Hi Hikari, this is Junnosuke. I’ve been thinking about us thoroughly, I’ve talked to both Akari and Hikari. I’m happy to talk to both of you. So I hope you will agree to my request. I am happy to be with you, Hikari … Why don’t … we get married ? Later I would like to listen to Akari’s opinion .” explained Junnosuke. “Akari is not around anymore …” I said. “ She’s not back yet ?” asked Junnosuke. He continued. “ Can you ask her to give us some opinion ? Your relationship is so close and both of you always stick together. So regarding the relationship between you and me, I hope that she can give her opinion .” “ Are you sure with your decision Junnosuke ?” I asked him. “Yes ,” he said. “ Actually I have a lot of thing that I want to say to you ,” I said. “Yes, I know that … I hope that everything that happens between us , anytime … I really hope that you are willing to tell her about us ,” he said. “ Yes, I promise you Junnosuke …” I said. “ Tell her what you saw, what you listened , talk to her like you always do ,” he said. At that moment, I’ve made my decision that I’ll marry Junnosuke , the right man for me , the man who understand me. And Akari ,where have you been all this while ? I have something to tell you … Please come out and see me …please …

“ Akari … Is that you ? Akari, wait … wait !” I screamed. “ Hey ! Hey, Yuki ! Wake up ! You have been sleeping for 3 hours, don’t you have enough sleep at home ? And now you are screaming like a mad woman, calling for Akari … Who is Akari anyway ?” asked Yumi , my elder sister , she is a novelist. She’s currently working for her new novel and I’m helping her with editing. “ Nothing, I’m just too tired with my school assignment and I had not enough sleep for last few days. Sorry, //neechan// !” I’m pleading. “ Ya, by the way , what did you ask me ? Akari ? I don’t know that name but maybe … I know … I’m having a weird dream, something about personality disorder in showa period , is that possible for that period to have that kind of illness //neechan// ? //Neechan// !”, I call her loudly. “ Oh, Yuki ! Thanks a lot, you gave me some ideas for my novel , I’m going to use your dream for my novel … Do you know that when you were asleep , I’m completely lost and blank , I have no idea at all to write my novel , but now that you awake , you gave me such an idea , thanks Yuki , I owe you this one ,” said Yumi exaggeratedly. “ You are welcome //neechan//, I hope you will treat me for dinner this time ,” I told her. “ Yes, that’s for sure ,” said Yumi. I wonder what will happen to Hikari, the girl that having personality disorder in my dream. I hope that she will be happy with Junnosuke and lived happily ever after. May she find her happiness and peacefulness with Junnosuke !

<span style="color: #000000; font-family: Tahoma,Geneva,sans-serif;">Glossary :- Neechan – older sister Okaasan – mother ( respectful ) Roka – hallway made of wood Shoji – sliding door made of thin paper Omiai – blind date arranged by parents Otoosan – father ( respectful ) <span style="color: #800000; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;"> 3. A 24 Hours Love by Chok Yi Ping (Character)

<span style="color: #995c5c; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode','Lucida Grande',sans-serif; font-size: 90%;">I’m about to tell a story of a man and a women meet for the first time at a party. Before that let’s do some background check up of this two human on this planet. Like usual ladies first, Regina is a vintage-looking beauty, fun but a little uptight girl who had a plan. Do well in high school, thereby receiving a great college scholarship. Now that she's finally graduated, it's time for her to find a gorgeous loft apartment and land her dream job at the city's best publishing house. But then things don’t work out as it’s already planned. When Sharon, Regina's college nemesis steals her perfect job, Regina is forced to move back to her childhood home. Stuck with her eccentric family - a stubborn do-it-yourself dad, an overly thrifty mom, a politically incorrect grandma, a very odd little brother - and a growing stack of rejected job applications, Regina starts to feel like she's going nowhere. The only upside is spending time with her best friend, Angelababy. Now, come to the hero of the story. Cliston is a charming, wealthy and amusing who take over his late father company at the age of 21. This was not the dream of Cliston life. Cliston wanted to be a photograph journalist back in his college but due to his father sudden death, he needs to come back and take over his father empire state. He had been doing a great job in keeping the company business well but he is not happy. Let’s begin the story of Regina and Cliston … It was another bad day for Regina because another rejected job applications. Regina is meeting up with Angelababy for a drink during happy hour at this bar named BRA. Everything seems pretty fine for the meeting till Angelababy bum into her cousin Barbara. Barbara invited them to join the party that she is going to but Regina does not have the mood to party but Barbara n Angelababy insisted so Regina had to go with no choice. Once they reach the party, Regina and Angelababy went to grab a drink while Barbara went to hi to all her friends. Regina thinks actually it’s not a bad idea at all to come to this party because it’s not what she thinks it looks like. This party is classical and cozy. They had a dance floor, good DJ with nice hits and good drinks. After a few drinks of red wine with Angelababy, Regina is more relaxed and loosens up a bit. So, both of them went to the dance floor and dance. Angelababy just realized that actually Regina can dance pretty well. While both of them having so much fun dancing, suddenly Regina mobile phone vibrating…it was her stubborn do-it –yourself dad calling. She ran outside so she could answer the call. It’s just a fatherly call to check how Regina is doing so far. After a few minutes on the phone, Regina went back in and this is the moment where this two different human on earth met each other. Both of them standing up straight looking into each other eyes. (Suddenly it was like the time has stopped, all the sound of the music, people talking, laughing was mute and there were no one else but the two of them in the party) The perfect moment was interrupted by drunken Barbara whom knocks out directly in front of them. Both of them shared a sweet smile together and Cliston carried Barbara to the nearest sofa to lay her down and Regina followed behind. Finally they had their moment back and start talking.

Cliston: I know there is a place which is quite so we can talk. Do you mind?

Regina: No, I don’t. It’s a great idea. Let’s go...

(Cliston grad a bottle of wine on the way to the rooftop)

Both of them just sat down on the floor comfortably and Cliston started to pour the wine into the crystal glass. They spend the rest of the time talking to each other the whole night and Regina has totally forgotten her friend Angelababy. The whole conversation went on very smooth and that’s not the right word to say. It’s amazing and awesome! Although this is the first time they met but it seems like they have known each other in the past and there is this bond that they shared magically. Right before the sun rise, they accidentally meet each other gaze. In this moment, Cliston held out his warm hand and brush over Regina hair gentlely and move forward a bit and press his lips on Regina’s. The kissing was like a fingerprint. The kissing is soft and sensual, teasing by lightly brushing his lips against hers. And sometimes he kisses her hard and passionate as if it were the last kiss ever - like they were on a plane about to hit the ocean, so every second counted. And sometimes they kiss intermix the two in a hypnotic dance. Suddenly, Cliston call for a pause. There is something he wanted to say.

Cliston: My love, would you go on a vacation with me tomorrow? I can’t even imagine a minute living without you.

Regina: Of course my love, I would love to but I need to talk to my parents first, then pack my stuff and I don’t have my passport with me. There are so many things that we haven’t planned. (Cliston press his finger on her lips to shut her up and say shhh…)

Cliston: No worries my love, everything is taking care of. All you need is to say YES. Regina: YES! (Smiling sweetly)

The next minutes they were already on their way to the airport. This was the first time Regina does things without a plan and has been a long time Cliston didn’t have so much fun and excitement. Before they went on board, Cliston went to meet his Assistant and make some arrangements. They directly went on board because Cliston had booked the entire plane for them. Regina was impressed and even shocked when the moment Regina step in the plane, She saw all her families members and her best friend Angelababy was there in the plane. Everyone in the plane was well dressed up like they are going to attend some wedding. When Regina turn around trying to ask Cliston what’s happening exactly, Cliston kneel down and pull out a diamond ring and asked Regina’s hand to marry him. Cliston: Regina love, though we only knew each other not more than 24 hours. But I have a strong feeling that we belonged to each other and I will love you and your families as mine forever. Please give me a chance to take care and love you. Will you marry me?

Regina: Yes! I do… (Regina’s face was full of happy tears) So, Regina and Cliston live happily ever after up in the air because both of them are traveling the world on their private jet.

__<span style="color: #995c5c; font-family: Impact,Charcoal,sans-serif; font-size: 120%;">4. A Haunted House by Anna ( Plot ) __

<span style="color: red; display: block; font-family: Chiller; font-size: 48pt; line-height: 150%; text-align: center;">A HAUNTED HOUSE <span style="color: #008080; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype','Book Antiqua',Palatino,serif;">**T** oday was a bright and sunny day as always. It has been two weeks since I moved into this neighbourhood. And yet, I still haven’t known anyone. My mom said that it is normal to face this situation. Soon enough, I will found someone to be my friend, she assured me. I hope she is right. On every evening, I will spend my time reading novel under my favourite tree in the park. I don’t know why I loved to spent my time under this tree. When the first time I came here, my heart was struck by the beauty of this tree. It has such a warm look on it. And it was so huge that I think it could cover 10 peoples who sat under it from the sun. Come to think about it, I never saw anyone sitting under this tree. Other trees are always occupied by kids hanging around and gossiping or mothers sleeping while their kids playing with kite. But not this tree. Maybe because this tree is far at the end of the park. Maybe... Today, as usual, I went to the park at the evening. I was a bit tired because I have spent the rest of the morning and afternoon cleaning the garage that was full with crap. It was still not done though. I think I should have a good rest first. Then only I will proceed cleaning the garage. I sat under the tree and started to read a new novel that I just bought yesterday. I read line by line. Then the next page and the next page then... I felt something on my shoulder. It was a bug. When I looked around, I realise that it was already dark. It was almost 7pm. I fell asleep when I was reading the novel. So, I hurried back to go home. My mom will kill me if she knew that I haven’t finish cleaning the garage. When I was walking past the park, I bumped into a beautiful girl. She has a long brunette hair and such a pale skin. And she was looking for something. I was thinking of ignoring her but there is something that pulls me towards her. Maybe it was my hormone. So, I went to her and asked whether she needed my help. She smiles to me and said that she was searching for her bracelet. She has such a soft voice, I thought. I spent about half an hour helping her searching for the bracelet. I searched almost every area in the park. When I was just about to give up, I noticed that there was something shiny coming from under my favourite tree. It was a crystal bracelet. She was so delighted that I have found her bracelet. She introduced herself and invited me to come to her house and have dinner with her family as a gift for me. I rejected her offer but seeing her beautiful smile faded from her face when she heard my answer, made me feel guilty. So, I accepted her offer. We both walked and remain silent for a few minutes. Maybe she was too shy to say anything so I asked her whether she have been living in this neighbourhood for long and she smiled. I asked her a few more questions and she only smiled as her answer. She is odd, I thought. We walked for about 10 minutes then we reached her home. It was a big mansion with a beautiful garden outside it. The mansion was lighted by many garden lamps. I was surprised to see this house. I have never seen it when I was walking this area before. As I was deep in my thought, I was hit by something big on my head. And there I was, lying unconsciously on the ground. I have no idea how long I have been passed out. When I woke up, I realised that I was in a big room that is filled only with a bed. The room is a bit dark because it is lighted by only a candle. No one was there except for me. I was so panicked so I tried to open the door. It was locked. I tried to open the windows but it was also locked. Then, I heard a voice from behind. It was a soft female voice. It is the same voice as the girl I met earlier. The voice was murmuring something. I tried to search for the source of the voice. But there was no one there. Then, the voice started to scream. It is getting louder and louder every second. I have to get out of this place, I thought. I tried to open the door once again. And this time, it opened. The alley was so dark that I can’t see anything at all. I walked pass through the alley then I bumped into something. It was the girl. Her face was white and her eyes were red. She was crying out blood from her eyes. SHIT! If this was a dream I hope I will woke up soon or else... I started to run from her until I reached a stair. I went down and tried to search for the exit. There was no luck. All the doors lead me to a big empty room. Then, I reached the final door. I went into the room. This room is different from the other. It was full with portraits. I looked into the portraits and recognize a familiar smile from it. Then I realise that it was the portrait of that girl. However, she looked so much older in this picture. Her face was full with wrinkle. Her hair was a mess. Suddenly, I felt something holding my hand. But I could not see anyone else in the room. The grip grew stronger. I tried to let it go but failed. Then I felt something strangling me. I couldn’t breath. I tried to fight it but there is no way that I could win against something invisible. After a few second, I was free. I ran as fast as I could until I reached a big archway at the end of the room. I walked pass through it and realise that I was outside the mansion. I could see the garden that I have seen before. I started to run but there was something following me. When I turn my head around, I saw the same girl but this time, she was carrying a baby. The baby was full with blood. She walked towards me. I tried to run but my body was numb. I can’t even move my finger. I’m dead, I thought... My head was heavy. I woke up and found myself under my favourite tree in the park. It was already morning. I hurried back to my house and tell everything to my mom. She just laughs and tells that I was too tired because of yesterday’s chores. I wondered if she was right. After I have rested well, I continued cleaning the garage. I was busy tidying up the boxes full with old newspaper when I accidentally read the headline of one of the newspaper. The headline was- A PREGNANT GIRL WAS MURDERED AND HUNG ON A TREE. I read the whole news and looked at the picture of the girl. And to my surprise, she was the same girl that I met yesterday. Her boyfriend killed her when she was 18 years old. She was pregnant during that time. She was reluctant in aborting her child so her boyfriend decided to kill her when they were spending time in her house. After he had killed her, he hung her dead body on a tree in the park. The police managed to arrest her boyfriend a few days later. Now, it all makes sense to me. My favourite tree was the place that she had been hung. That is why she disturbed me. And that is why no one ever sat under that tree. I was ill for one month due to that accident. I will never sit under that tree ever again. And I will never go to stranger’s house after this. That’s for sure!

**<span style="color: #0000ff; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS',cursive;">5. Babysitting My Little Sister by Gina ( Point of View) **

<span style="color: #0000ff; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 122.4%;">When I think back my childhood time, many memories come across my mind. Some of them are sweet memories while some of them are bitter to me. I still remember there was one time where I had injured my forehead when I was 5. The scar still remains on my forehead until now. That was a bad one for me. There is one childhood experience which I can’t forget in my life. It happened when I was 11 years old. My parents went out for a wedding dinner on one Saturday evening. The invitation card only stated the names of my parents so they got no choice but to left me at home with my little sister. And of course, there was a job for me to do while they were away-look after my little sister. Oh gosh! That time I was only 11! I did not have any experiences in taking care of others, especially my sister which was only 7 years old! What to do….. I took the challenge and this was what happened that time after my parents left. After my parents left, I ordered fast food-McDonald for us. I ordered one Fillet-o-Fish for myself and one Mc Chicken for my sister as she was crying wanted for chicken burger. The order was RM22 but I only got RM15 from my dad. That time I was very nervous that I didn’t know what to do! The only thing that crossed my mind was to get the remaining RM7 from my piggy bank. But, how am I going to take it out as the cover was so tight! Tringggg! I got a brilliant idea! So I took the piggy bank out and then threw it on the floor…. Pranggggg! The piggy bank had finally broken into pieces. Without wasting my time, I quickly took RM7 then passed the amount to the delivery man. While my sister was busy crying, I grabbed a broom then quickly sweep the pieces away. My sister was very hungry that she finished her burger in just a few minutes. However, she was a messy eater. She dripped ketchup everywhere. There were crumbs on the floor too. I had to clean them up after her, took her for shower and changed her clothing. After I had cleaned her up, I turned myself back into the kitchen to clean up the mess before my parents got back. After dinner, I played computer games with my sister. Everything went by smoothly that I thought she would not cry anymore. Just when I was about to feel relief, she started again! She was not very good. When it was about time to stop, she kicked up a fuss. She agreed to sleep only when I promised to let her play again the next day. Wow! It took me about 10 minutes to persuade her to go to bed by making up thousands of excuses…. At last, she agreed to sleep with the excuse that I will buy her an ice-cream the next day.



<span style="color: #0000ff; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 110%;">At nine o’clock, I told her to brush her teeth before she goes to bed. Then, I tucked him in. I read him a story until he fell asleep. I was exhausted after finished telling the story because she insisted me to do actions for every part of the stories otherwise she will not sleep. Oh my! I felt my body was aching after I have done all the actions…. Around ten o’clock my parents got home from the dinner. I told them what had happened in between that few hours. I was scolded for breaking the piggy bank. That little piggy was a present from my mom for my 8th birthday. I felt sad and regret for breaking it. That was the first and the last time for me to babysit my little sister during childhood. I have always told my mom that I do not want to babysit her anymore. That was when I was 11… Now, take care of her is a part of my job as her eldest sister. It’s my responsibility to look after her when my parents are not around. When I think back what I have done that time, I can’t stop myself from laughing. I laughed when I think back that I danced in front of her and did those silly actions according to the bedtime story….. Actually that is not a bad experience for me. Although I was tired, I enjoyed taking care of my little sister. This experience will never be forgotten as it teaches me how to handle things when your parents or family members are not around. It was a fun experience indeed!

<span style="color: #621818; font-family: 'Arial Black',Gadget,sans-serif; font-size: 110%;">6. I Hate Clubs (Tone & Style)

<span style="color: #800000; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 12pt;">There’s no better way than to start this by saying, I hate night clubs and the people who frequent them. The reason for this is fairly simple to explain. Other than having a bad experience on my one and only trip to a club, the smoke and the ubiquitous tympanum-rupturing bass beats, the degeneracy and atavism contributed much to my apparent disdain for night clubs. I don’t think I’m prudish, but what happens in a night club is the text-book definition of atavism and I don’t really want to go down that path that leads people to believe that I’m anti social. The scene and sound, and not forgetting the smell that hit me as soon as I open the door into this one club my friends frequent reminds me why I never do follow them there. Since I made my choice of following, I rip what I sow, so to speak. The pungent smell of cigarette smoke and insanely loud music beat hit me like a hammer on the back of my head. The smoke and dim lights made my eyes watery and made me one of the three blind mice for a few seconds before I can open my eyes again. What behold my aching eyes are scenes that defy any sense of civility, I’m exaggerating but I definitely felt that way at that particular moment. We took a seat at the edge of the dance floor and right next to the bar. The girls went ahead and ordered a couple of bottles of liquor which I have no interest in knowing the brand of. As I waited for the liquor to arrive, I gaze around the dance floor to see what gave club going the hype it garnered. Social interaction has its set of rules, written or unwritten, which we all agree to follow, but what they have in common in a club is that they are all thrown out the window. (Figuratively speaking of course, there are no windows in clubs. That might explain why clubs are always wreathed with smoke.) Women complain about sexual harassment at work or in school, but once we hit the club on a Friday or Saturday night, we’re completely transformed-much like Doctor Jekyll or Optimus Prime. I watched the crowd as a song of Pit Bull came on. The throbbing beat of the previous song melded into the new song seamlessly… //“Forget about your boyfriend and meet me at the hotel room, you can bring your girlfriends and meet me at the hotel room. We at the hotel, motel, holiday inn.”// Women around the dance floor went wild; they leapt to the tops of tables, bars, and other structures specially-designed to hold gyrating bodies. They shook their barely-concealed breasts at the undulating crowd. They turned around, bent over, and shook their asses. They moved as if to say, "Here's what I'll be doing if you're the one I go home with tonight." Elsewhere, couples were dancing -- if that word can be applied to mimed versions of the sex act. It should come as no surprise that I focus my attention fully on the liquor when it did arrive. Watching them on the dance floor reminds me too much why the Islamic governments blame the women for getting raped. I was the designated driver for this particular evening-which I was thankful for volunteering. It means that I don’t have to go wild and crazy just to be with the crowd. Basically I don’t need a reason for not drinking; just looking at the guy next to our table affirms me of this. To think that people would actually pay that much money to put such bitterness into oneself and then throw up all over himself the next minute. All in the name of fun and entertainment. I guess all this put together why I wound up standing at the entrance, sipping water and thinking apocalyptic thoughts about the end of society as we know it. And eventually I realize that this is what's done with the much-vaunted "freedom”. Don’t jump to conclusions and assume I'm anti-social or a person that knows no fun, because I'm not, but it’s because of places like this which presents it as a perfect demonstrations of how stupid society in general is and how "freedom" is squandered on it. I drove my very drunk girlfriends home at 5 a.m. My teeth hurt from clenching my jaw so much through the evening, my ear drums feels like they’re about to burst and I can’t help smelling the cigarette smoke on my clothes and my hair, and I went to sleep angry, tired, and depressed.