Lost Soul (Part 4)

 

 

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I heard another sound that made my heartbeat pound like a non-stop drum from a marching band. It’s no longer just a branch of tree falling but stones being thrown at my shack! I remained still and silent, my back leaning at the improvised door I made while i grasp my knife with both hands. If it’s the Ha La Lau, my plan, ever since I came here, was to jump over him and stab that creature in his eyes so he wouldn’t be able to see me as I run away and then just find a new place to build a new home. Living in this peculiar world for such a long time, I have learned how to survive and I will never let any ugly creature take my life away. No, never.

On the third sound that was louder than the first two, whether it’s a bigger stone or a stronger force I wasn’t really sure, I got more tensed. I’m 100% certain someone’s throwing it at my house and that I have to do something. With unending drops of sweat onto my neck up to my lap, I peeked through the small hole from where I sit and peered into the darkness. After a thorough search from the west side of my shack, where the stones were thrown at, I found nothing. Not until I saw a hand that released the fourth powerful strike—dang! it hit the bull’s eye! For some weird reasons, I was able to anticipate it would get through the hole so even before it could hit me, I moved back and rolled like an action star who successfully missed a gunshot.

Oh my God! I’m still fuck*n’ nervous but the thought of seeing a hand that resembles that of human’s, calmed my nerves a little bit. What if there’s another human being trapped in here just like me? But how sure I am that the hand who threw them stones was of a person’s? I walked silently like a frog to reach for the stone at the other end of my tiny house and I couldn’t help but to wonder why it doesn’t look like a stone. Ain’t a stone supposed to be black? This one looks like it was covered with white crumpled paper even from afar. When I reached it, I scrutinized it before touching it worried that there could be some magical spell and as I look closer to this stone as big as a baby’s fist, I saw some symbols from the paper covering it. I have this gut feeling that this is a positive message so I held it while I cover my face with my left hand, afraid that it could be a bomb but when I carried it and heard no explosion, I released a deep sigh of interim relief. I straightened out the crumpled white paper and this is how it looks like:

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I have no idea how he (if he’s a “he”, or if he’s actually a person) was able to wrap this symbolic piece of paper but all I know is I have to decipher it. It’s obviously not English but I know this means something of significance. What if this could be my ticket to go back to Earth? Anyhow, I have to find out first where this came from and who that mysterious messenger is.

Leaving the stone behind, I folded the paper and put it in my pocket. I gathered all the courage I have saved in this planet and armored myself with it as I walked outside to search for that messenger. I examined the dark surroundings and walked tiptoed, trying to make no sound and staying alert and attentive all the time. After a couple of minutes of search, a sweaty hand grabbed me by my arm it lifted me from one place to another, like a ball that has bounced from the surface of the earth. The force was too strong I thought he was a giant or a monster but the fact that the hand was sweaty indicates he’s human. And I was hell right. He was hugging me from behind, his right arm clamped in my waist while his left hand covered my mouth ’cause I couldn’t help but to scream femininely as I tripped over.

“Shhhh. The monsters will hear you and we’re dead” whispered the guy with a face I haven’t seen yet.

“Who are you? Are you human too? Are you trapped here as well?” I moved back and saw a shirtless man looking like a caveman with long brown hair same as Tarzan’s with a bizarrely long beard I can hardly see his face.

“I am, but hang on, let’s go to my hideout first before I answer all your questions. Did you bring the piece of paper from the stone?” asked the man, while he kept on looking around, perhaps checking if a Ha La Lau heard my scream.

“Yes, it’s with me.”

“Alright then, let’s go.”

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This is another contribution to a writing challenge my dear friend Bartek has created again to combine creative minds from around the world. So happy to be part of this and so thrilled to read the next parts. Please click on the link below so you can see how this story started. Please let us know if you’re challenged enough to do the next part through the comments. Maybe make a romantic twist? Or a magical one? It’s all up to you. 🙂 Thanks for reading!

Part 1 by Enni

Part 2 by Joker

Part 3 by Bartek

(Photo credit to the owner)

Destination Unknown (Part 4)

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Ann had me there, she might be my friend but she didn’t know that much about me. No one did except maybe for my ex-fiancé Sylvia, who left me after finding out my secrets. I had no choice, I had to lie about my sister’s existence to keep her safe. The only way to protect her is to put her in my rest house here in Norway. This 500 square meter two-story house was bought by my parents when my father, a Civil Engineer, had a construction project here in Oslo, back in the 90’s. Both floors have two main doors, made from Betula pubescens wood with some strange carvings my mum personally designed being an artist that she is. There’s also an old rusty spiral stairs that connects directly to the second floor that is securely locked for its purpose. Several months ago, when I asked Ann to look over the house (which she happily accepted), I forbid her to go upstairs, as my one and only condition for letting her stay in my house for free. She never asked why anyway but I never realized that she would eventually find out about my sister, that I’ve been hiding here since the cataclysmic death of our parents, April of last year.

“You spoke to her? How?” I asked Ann, with my eyes that forgot to blink and my jaw that has faintly dropped in a haste.

“I didn’t go upstairs as you have told me, I promise!” she exclaimed, raising her right hand like a kid who was proving her innocence over a who-spilled-the-milk case.

“Last night she startled both of us, while my boyfriend and I was watching Netflix, we saw her walking down the stairs looking all scary with her dirty floral dress it frightened the hell out of us!” she continued, then laughed.

“What’s funny?” I replied curiously, my thick eyebrows have almost formed a one V-line now that I’m getting nervous. Did Ann find out about my sister’s peculiar abilities? This can’t be happening.

“Nothing. It’s just a little weird because she said she was worried about you, that I should call you and warn you. I asked her who she is and she said her name’s Agatha, that she’s your sister. I contemplated whether to call you or not but when I was about to, that’s when you called and said you’re flying here so I decided to just tell you about this in person instead.” She said, looking straight to my eye, waiting for my response.

“How long has she been in there? Does she even eat? How come she doesn’t go out? Why are you hiding her there? She looks normal to me, I even find her so attractive although she looked like she hasn’t bathed. I mean like, is she sick?” She asked so inquisitively in a concerned manner all I can manage to do is clear my throat while my head is down and my fingers sway in such a tensed way, cogitating whether to tell Ann the truth or not.

I have lost my parents and recently my fiancé hence I can’t also afford to lose my sister. She’s all that I have now and I love her so much that’s why I have to keep her hidden in this house. No one should know about her, most especially about her abilities. Or perhaps I can make an exception? Should I tell Ann about Agatha? Should I also tell her about the dreams I’ve been having for almost two weeks now?

#fiction

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

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This is the fourth part from the writing challenge I accepted that my dear friend Bartek has created. His blog is full of creepy stories that will haunt you like the effect of the books of Stephen King or Paula Hawkins or Gillian Flynn. He’s an exceptional writer and one of the best I’ve seen in WordPress so far. Give this guy a follow and I hope you stay tuned to this thriller story created by a number of bloggers around the world. Should you also want to be a part of it, let him know so he can assign a certain part for you. Thanks for reading!

Liebster Award

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I woke up this morning with a smile all over my face and a rainbow all over my place for this amazing blogger named Matthew G. who nominated me for this Liebster Award that I’m not sure if I deserve or not. But anywho, I’m encouraging everyone to please take time to visit his blog especially if you’re looking for some in-depth, heartfelt poems and creations that will definitely hit you deep in your soul. He’s one of the most passionate writers I’ve come across in just almost a month of blogging.

Yes, I’m a rookie in the blogosphere thus this award really makes me feel overjoyed. This was the second time I felt appreciated so I’d like to thank these two wonderful writers Enni and Matthew for the Blogger Appreciation Award and this Liebster Award respectively.

What’s the Liebster Award?:

It’s an award in which bloggers nominate other bloggers for showing respect to their works and their dedication. It’s an appreciation and recognition for all the fellow bloggers out there in the blogosphere.

 

Rules:

1. Thank the blogger who nominated you in your blog post and links back to her blog.

2. Answering 11 questions that the Blogger asked you.

3. Nominate 11 new bloggers to receive the awards and write them 11 questions.

4. List the rules and display the Liebster award logo in your post on your blog.

 

For Rule #1:

Again, thank you so much from the deepest layers of my soul for nominating me for this award, Matthew. I love all your works and I look forward to more posts from you!

For Rule #2:

Questions:

1. The natural even e.g natural cataclysm that suits to describe your personality, explain briefly why?

I’m an introverted extrovert—gregarious but sometimes prefers to be alone in my own world of imagination. Paradoxical, I know. Haha.

2. Any particular goal/dream related to writing or blogging?

Yes, I’d like to publish a pyschothriller novel in the future.

3. Weirdest thing you have ever done – details, please!

Uh oh this is a little tough to answer because I do a lot of weird things on a daily basis, being a weird person myself! Haha.

4. Misconception people believe, but you know the truth. Share something wise for us to grow smarter!

It’s a misconception that people think you don’t need to improve your memory as we age ’cause I think that if you can master the ways to develop your memory you will have a massive and positive change in your life and it will make you smarter. Just like what one of my favorite authors Kevin Horsley have focused on in his book called Unlimited Memory, regardless of the level of IQ you currently have, you can improve it just by following the methods he wrote in his book.

5. A hobby you like and the thing you fear most?

A hobby I like is running and the thing I fear most is death.

6. City or village, why?

City. Maybe because I’ve been living in the city my entire life and I like it here. Lol.

7. Would you rather be the villain or a hero?

The Villain with a heart of a hero.

8. Zodiac and your sign. Tell us if you believe in common belief of zodiac signs?

My sign is Sagittarius and yes I’m a believer of the Zodiac’s interpretation of personalities in each sign and the distinction of one to another.

9. Share a music you would recommend to me. I’m picky, be aware!

We came from a two different countries so I didn’t know if you’d like this one but my recent favorite Artist is The Weeknd and his song called Die For You.

10. What is your favourite eye colour? Mr Curious wants to know.

Blue because I have brown eyes and blue-eyed people are unusual in my country or in Asia in general.

11. Try to pick 3 words that describe me, based on my blog. Funniest is the winner!

Romantic, Soulful and Intelligent.

For Rule#3:

Here are the list of Nominees for the Liebster Award:

  1. Noor
  2. Enni
  3. George F.
  4. My Valiant Soul
  5. Padmkant Upadhyay
  6. DA-AL
  7. Ankit
  8. Lucas
  9. Melissa
  10. Bartek D.
  11. Jay Kaushal

Here are my 11 questions for you:

  1. If you’re given a round trip ticket for free and you can choose any country, what will that be and why?
  2. What is your best physical asset?
  3. Hot shower or cold shower? And why?
  4. What/Who inspired you to start your blog and what/who inspires you everyday to keep on writing?
  5. Name your top 5 favorite books of all time.
  6. If you’re going to be a teacher or a professor, what will you teach?
  7. If you won a million dollar today, what will be the first thing you’ll buy and why? 
  8. Define a good writing style or a great blog post.
  9. What’s that one thing you should have done today that you procrastinated to do?
  10. Do you follow any particular diet? If yes, please share the details.
  11. What hurts you the most?

 

So there! I’ll be waiting patiently for the nominees’ response to this. Thank you very much.