Choices of your path

At the starting point of the road stood a child. Five adults, all with same looks but in different age, are standing beside the child. Each of them stood patiently, waiting for the child to make a choice. In front of the child are many different paths; some narrow, some wide. Some beautiful, some dark. They all leads to different destination, and the challenge within those paths are different. However one thing was certain, that no matter which you choose, passion is the main thing to get through the journey.

Or at least, that's what the child thinks.

Despite the adults gave the child a chance to choose their path, the clever child knew their family wants them to walk on the path of fortune. The child glance at the dark pathway, and was immediately stared by one of the adults. The child quickly turn their eyes to another side, but the stare doesn't stop.

Before the time to choose a path came, the child had learn many things. Some unwillingly, some secretly. The child soon found some interest, and their passion on some specific things. The child was at first worried of the path that should choose, but they soon learned not to ignore those burning passion of theirs, they had finally made up their mind.

The child looked at the road full of artistic style. The hope to walk on that paths burns them more than anything. Sadly before they could take a step, another adult pulled their hand. The adults warned them not to walked on that path, "the path is pretty, I can see why you love it," the adults compliment, "However, that path is too narrow, you will suffer more than you imagine. How about choosing another path? You can return anytime soon." As they speak, they bring the child to the other side of the pathway. A path full of numbers.

The child was stubborn, they refuse to leave. The adults raise their eyebrow in anger. They pulled them away from the path, decide it would be the best if they give them education about the danger of the paths. The child pretend to agree, while they silently prepare for the dangers of the paths. They are no idiots, they knew the risk in each paths, but they will wait, they will wait until they are well prepare.

Their plan was figured out by the adults. Now they are banned from everything they like. It was like a zombie life, had they not secretly draw behind their backs, they would have started to loose themselves. The stares are getting stronger, they can't take it anymore. Yet for the sake of those friends that they aren't even sure if they are with them. They lived.

The world may never know though, that the kid is silently killing themselves. Starting point? Their physical health. Not like anyone notices the pain in their stomach or the sharp inhale of their lungs, the dizziness in their head and their constant blind eye situation. No one cares, neither do they care. However, the food has started to look disgusting in their eyes.

The Eevee journey

A story of a special Eevee

 The one who'll understands and value you will be always there for you, even family doesn't makes them the most important person in your life.

You are special. Don't forget about that.

His Theme

Deep, deep down, I believed
I could bring you back to me 
In this game I found fun 
Can the damage be undone?

Even if I'm no longer really me
There's still a part that lives inside my heart that hopes to be
By your side until you reach the end
No matter what I am by then, I'll always be your friend

Don't leave me behind
Wont you let me win this time?
I don't want to let go
But I'll be okay alone

(Art and Lyrics not by me.)

A trip down to the lane. A trip down to the alley.

A trip down to the lane,
All I see are people chatting with a laugh.
A trip down to the alley,
All I see are people with sorrow faces.

I had been to the brightest place where happiness belongs,
But because of something I lack,
I slowly fell to the swirl of darkness,
Where light was swallowed by dark.

People always believe they are the saddest in the world,
I wonder who tells them that.
People always thinks their action doesn't matter to others,
I wonder if they have other person's point of view,

A trip down to the lane,
A trip down to the alley,
All I see are people chatting with a laugh.
All I see are people with sorrow faces.

I see holidays, happy families and brilliant peoples,
Where kind, love and honor lives.
I see stress, family abuse and untalented trash,
Where suffering, pain and cuts lives.

Please don't blame me for all those pricks,
That my coat of sharp spines gave.
You turned me into this,
When you had pushed too far.

But maybe just one changed,
for the world to change,
From a different point of view,
I see different things.

A trip down to the lane,
All I see are people with sorrow faces.
A trip down to the alley,
All I see are people chatting with a laugh.

Mirror

A Creepypasta Story

Today teacher taught us about mirror reflection. At one point she mentioned about 'two-way mirror', she said each mirror is a one way mirror, put your hand on the mirror and there will be a gap between both your hands and your reflection hands. And if both hands touch each other, meaning bad things will happen. I want to testify if it is true or not.

I have a mirror at my room, inside my cupboard. I never use that mirror, and I'm pretty sure all the others mirrors in my house are one-way mirror. So I touch it, but I didn't find out whether if it is a one-way mirror or not, because mom suddenly called for me and we went out for the whole day.

It was a two-way mirror.

I came back at night. As tiring as a koala bear could be, I return to my room and immediately jumped on my bed and fell asleep. I have completely forgotten about the mirror, and I didn't notice I haven't closed the cupboard doors. Now that I'm reminded, why didn't I notice the tidiness in my room? I'm always the messy one.

Anyways, I woke up beside a mirror. Not just any mirror, it was the mirror on my cupboard door. Then, weird things started to happen. Why do I always felt like, I don't belong to this world? Everything about this place is weird. Even my families looks slightly weird to me. For example, I had this conversation with my brother before:

"Sis? Why did you bought light blue colour?" I bought some strings for my art and craft, "Didn't you like dark blue?"

"No, I like light blue. Didn't you know that?"

"But I thought you like dark blue, everyone knows you like dark blue." My brother left after saying these words. It got me confuse, "But I hate dark blue...."

There's also some weird things that has been going in my life, people kept saying these words like: "I thought you hated that." "Didn't you used to love these things?" Which is totally the opposite about me. 

According to my mother, I loved the mirror in my cupboard a lot. When I heard this, I was reminded of that two-way mirror, I went to check the mirror again.

A hand to the mirror, there's a gap between us. It's a one-way mirror. But why is my reflection self smiling? I don't usual smile, do I?

The Twins in my mind

I do not have much to talk, so today I am going to introduce to you a twin that lives in my mind. They are named after my my name, since they are a part of me. Their names are Kai and Lynn, and they both have quite the different characteristic.

The oldest would be Kai, the noisiest between the two, now you will know who to blame when I am shouting or laughing loudly. Kai would the leader of my mind, most of my action comes from them. Hence, the natural talkative sign you always see in me, because Kai can't stand quiet.

Kai loves having fun and hate being serious. 'Do whatever you want whenever you like', follow your heart is their principle. It doesn't matter what you are doing is wrong or not, breaking the rules doesn't concern them, nor the consequences of their actions bothers them either. Even your feelings never bother them. When they are task with jobs, if they do not have the heart to carry out their work, expect them to hand up an empty work to you. One word to describe Kai: irresponsible.

Of course, we can't be that irresponsible in our lives like Kai, that will be where Lynn jumps in. Lynn is responsible, (not saying that I'm a responsible person, but there is a reason behind this, have I mention Kai is the one in charge?) she always keep her words and is very good at multitask. Unlike Kai, Lynn is more of a quiet person.

If you noticed I was being quiet all of the sudden, that would be Lynn taking over. Two reason for this situation: Is either Kai are having a rest (which rarely happens once you activate them), or Kai has stop functioning and Lynn have to take over (meaning something is not right with me). Lynn loves to be alone, that's the only way to activate her.

Kai and Lynn tend to argue over small things, I guess it is the only fun they share together. However, that causes me to suffer because I will be in a conflicted situation. Thankfully, the conflict always end faster than you can say, 'pepperoni cheeseballs on top of a pizzaroni chaseballs'.

Kai and Lynn is part of my mind, and they are my favorite twins among all of my minds. Even though I hope one day they can be more harmony to each other.... That's all for now, hopefully we get to introduce more of our 'minds'.

Life and Death (Part 3)

"You...!" He could felt her anger slowly building up.

"What's wrong? You seem like you had just met 'death'..." He did not expect a life of fire coming to his way. "Woah! Lady, calm down. Don't you know how to greet a pal?" Oddly, the fire did not spread, nor did it actually burn off anything. Huh, she really must be life.

"Why are you here?" She asked.

He did not directly answer the question, however, "They said life is full of surprises, and what is more surprising than having death's visiting?" Another fireball came to his way. Seriously, could she not randomly throw a fireball at him when he was trying to talk?

"Leave this place at once!" They had a battle. It did not take really long for it to end. Sure, Death knew that both he and Life's power are evenly match, perhaps Life had isolated herself for too long, she had a hard time fighting with him. Maybe he should had shown some mercy to her. She, after all, was still his queen.

"Don't you know it is rude to just barge into someone's place without an invitation?" The queen gave him glare daggers. He decided to take that as a moment of peace between them and lower down his scythe.

"I'm sorry, death was never invited to any else where, so he just couldn't stop being rude," he shrugged.

"..." He can't tell what is going on inside the queen's mind. Her highness won't stop staring at her. He decided to say something else.

"It seems that what I am looking for isn't here. Well then, we will meet again." The goddess of Life hears this in shocked, "Looking for someone? How dare you hunt my-" The goddess of Death has disappeared in front of her eyes before she could finished her sentences. The queen stare at where Death once stood in silence.

Death return to their home, the underground, and would not stop thinking about his new found information.

If Death is curious of Life, then the same goes to the opposite.

Life and Death (Part 2)

It was a strange encounter, and he did not plan this at all,as if he would intend to do so. It has been decades since the queen has been seen again, and he had not even met the queen before. Yet there she stood, beautiful than anything he had seen before, so elegant, so fragile. Oh but how irony it is;-

-That Life hates Death, and Death knows that too.

Death may not have met the Goddess of Life personally before this, he know of her of course, but the closest he had with life was only under certain occasions when life and death are both present. For example, when a birth of a child and a soul of a mother that needed to be reap was occurred in the same room. The pulse of her magic, the sensation of 'life'. It was all too familiar.

How did he not realise it earlier? Why had he not notice the barrier's magic when he destroyed it? Why did it only come into hi sense, after he saw 'her' standing in front of his eyes? He wondered if it was fate or just incredibly ironic, that after an age of hiding, it was Death who comes knocking.

Their first encounter was not quite pleasant,or you could say it was not quite heart 'warming' either. He remembers that moment when he walked through the barrier when he saw the Goddess of Life, they were both stunned. He did not expect her and he believes she thought so too. When they both had finally come to realization of each other's identity, she struck first.

(To be continue)

Life and Death (Part 1)

It was a strange encounter, and until this day he still remembers it as clear as a pure soul could have get. It was just as if it happened yesterday, but in reality they had met a few weeks ago- according to the overworld's time anyway. It was just a few weeks ago;-

-When Death met Life itself.

Long ago, when Death wasn't created yet, when living creatures of Earth had still kept their immortality, Earth was a peaceful place. It's a beautiful day outside, birds are singing, flowers were blooming, a perfect day for a cup of tea, until the humans ruined everything.

Goddess Life has always loved her creations, her children. However, when her children started to turn against the gods, everything changed.The intelligent humans foolishly thought they could survive without the gods, they thought they could abandon their parents. In the end tragedy happened,the gods lost their only child and their beloved Acolyte of Faith, the only god child and the first created human child the gods adored dearly.

The Father Ruler, God of the Skies, Painfully announced the creation of Death in order to restore the world's balance. However the queen did not take her husband's decisions lightly, she could not accept having the thought of seeing her children die in front of her eyes. She blamed her husband for creating death, she blamed Death for the cause of the destruction of her children.

So she left, disappeared and was never to be found again. Rumours said she was hiding in the overworld, secretly creating life, but none had found her. Who knows that after years later, she would be found again? And that out of any other person that it could be, it would be him, Death itself that knock upon Life's door?

It was as if fate have planned it all out.

(To be continue)