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Joy! I'm a Creature Banana

Marj/Marjoured/ Glenda. Born on October 11, 1990. Certified Libra. A Fourth year student. Wannabe Atenean, Thomasian, Fighting Maroon, Lasallian. Loner. Misunderstood. Certified Bookworm. Likes all subjects except PHYSICS. Has a distant past. Frequents all the so-called "MASA" places. Has a short temper and one-track mind that goes well together. Word lover, number hater.The so-called "shock absorber" of the class. More?

I walk through the dusty path.

I walk with faith.

I walk with conviction.

I trudged the dusty path to the town cemetery. It was nighttime, and I thought a walk around would be fine. I was in low spirits since that fateful night and I think I ought to stretch my legs...

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All changed in the span of one night.

They say a first night spoils everything.

It was true. It was a lesson learned, the painful way.

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It was a fine school day. I was having some quiet time to myself one afternoon. I watched rather sadly as birds fluttered by my arm. I stared at the birds then I fed them some rice grains that I always bring for this purpose. As I watch the sun set in the horizon, I felt rather melancholic, like I was expecting something to happen...

At that time, I thought I was enjoying this view all to myself.

Until someone touched my hand.

I immediately jumped aside, and my first instinct was to slap that person. But I was shocked.

It was you.

I don't know what I would feel. You approached and asked if it's ok to sit with me. I frantically said yes.

I felt as if my heart skipped a beat. The opportunity to sit with you, was too much to miss...

You sit beside me. We both looked at the sky. The moon began to shine serenely above us. You commented about how bright the moon is. I continued to stare at your wonderful face. It was like a dream. I slapped myself, thinking that it was all a dream.

Suddenly, you grabbed my hand. And to my surprise, you put it against your cheek. I was so overwhelmed...

Then, I began to act upon my instincts.

I took your hand. I kissed it tenderly. I feel you shudder slightly. But when I was finished, you brought your hand to your cheek to stroke it. I was so happy...

I stroked your hair tenderly. It was the first time I ever touched you intimately. You smiled at me. Then, I decided to take things one step further.

I held your face close to me. I admit, I was so nervous, then I decided to go for it.

I brought my lips to yours. I gently kissed you for a few moments before I pull back and put my arm around you. You smiled and planted a kiss on my cheek. I returned your kiss, and I rested my cheek on your ears. You giggled, and caressed my cheek with your cheek. I grinned and poked your side, in an attempt to tickle you. You squirmed around a little. I laughed as I combed your hair and planted a kiss on your forehead. You crooned as you returned the kiss. I chuckled and I leaned to press a kiss to your lips again. You kissed back and you blushed. I murmured through the kiss as i tried to your wrists. I whispered, "Grip." You felt the strong grip and I felt as if your heart had just skipped a beat.

I move up my hand to your face, placing both of them to your cheeks and gently caressing the flesh as I deepen the kiss...

I whispered, "Can we go beyond friendship?"

My face fell when I heard your reply.

"I'm sorry, but we can't. You know, I also felt the same way towards you...But, I need to have some time to myself. You know I am still recovering from a broken relationship. So, I am really sorry. We can't go beyond that."

I withdraw my gaze from you. It was like I was poured cold water on my face.
Tears started to flow from my eyes like rain.

It was then I noticed that it was raining.

I looked to my side but you already disappeared.

I sighed heavily. I decided to wait for the rain to pass before I went home.

As I went home, I was so ashamed of myself. To think that I professed my love to my own best friend. I was so angry at myself for doing it. I know, I don't have the nerve to face you.

Suddenly, I heard frantic noises overhead. I scurried over to the source of the noise.

I was shocked at what I saw.

Your house is on fire.

I was so frantic, I don't know what to do. I saw your mother crying. She told me you went inside the burning house as though you had gone insane. I almost wanted to go after you but the firemen said that it was no use.

You died in the fire. I practically blame myself for what happened.

I can never say to you how much I love you anymore.

And that night poisoned everything.

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I entered the gates. The caretaker greeted me. I merely nodded at him.

Soon, I found your grave. It was a nice spot. It faced a large farmland, which is very calm. I sighed as I put the flowers I brought beside your grave. Then I sat on the grass and stared into space...It's your birthday, and I hummed Happy Birthday while looking at the sunrise...