Good Morning

A man in his early thirties walked slowly along the corridor. From the translucent-curtained window at his side, the sun penetrated through, casting a path of ray on the grey marble floor. He glanced upon the clock hung on the wall, telling him it was five minutes away from seven. Its ticking sound vibrated throughout…

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Ninety for Thirty

It had been a clear sky before the dark grey cloud made its way towards the vicinity. The dirty-looking puff was a contrast sight against the bright, something out of the daily occurrence. Eventually, the sunny day went dim as its source of light was forced to hide behind the thick nimbus. The day felt…

Reset

BEEP The computer froze; he was only trying to open some photo file saved in his external harddisk. He moved the mouse in his right hand but the cursor on the screen stayed. He tried pressing the keys on the keyboard but nothing happened. He sighed. “I’ll have you reset.” All the software he installed…

The White Book

“Arien, are you going to the library again today?” asked his mom over the sound of the sizzling egg on the pan she held over the stove. “Yeah, I will wait until you get back from work,” said the boy across the dining table. Arien was an eight-year-old boy who lived with his mother—just the…

The Man Who Sent Flowers

The man on her front door was good-looking— no, it would be an understatement. He was very attractive. He looked like someone in his twenties, with a set of dark blue eyes and thick brown brows under his fedora. His clean-shaved face showed off its prominent jawline. He wore an overcoat over his suit in…

Sound of the Wind

A big fire was in front of him. His left hand felt hot and ached. He saw his mother shrieking and crying. She was held by the women in the village, keeping her from running into what had become of her house. His left hand ached even more. The other villagers ran back and forth…