Strawberry's Coffee Shop: The Tales Of Adventure

Early in the morning the heavy rain finally stopped. I woke up feeling ill but I managed to get up and went to down stairs since I made the attic as my room. While walking down, I braided my long white hair into a fish tail style while thinking deeply why everything seems so weird. My Father stopped coming home, my mom too. My dog Furry died and now I’m all alone in this big shining shimmering splendid house nana na nana na na with the picture frames of the people I wish to be here to join me watch movies at night while eating caramel puffs. I also noticed that my cousins stopped visiting me. They used to come over every weekends to eat different kinds of fruits because they know I always have a basket of those in my room and they visit to try competing with me in painting which they never succeed of doing. ______________________________________ I thought before the sun goes to sleep, everything’s gonna be alright like how it used to be but maybe this is the reason why there are tomo

I woke up and checked the time, 04:16am. I can hear Grandpa snoring. I looked at both of them and now they're making me jealous with that morning moment. Hugging while sleeping. I never saw mom and dad did that. I'm jealous with Ben Carter's parents, also my neighbor who are sweet as Grandma and Grandpa, it's just Ben's parents fights a lot and my grandparents don't. I get up and went to the kitchen tip toed so I won't wake them up this early. I scanned the fridge and found lots and lots of strawberries. I took a bowl of it, placed on the table and sat thinking about when would mom and dad come home? And or are they still coming home? I ate strawberries, chewed it like it's the first time I tasted it. The moment of morning silence is making me sad, so I went to my car and took my bags. I just walked like I know it wasn't locked and yeah it wasn't.   I guess Grandpa wants me to feel at home like I always do. I arranged the things I brought to my room. Eve

We greet everyone ‘good morning’ whenever we meet them alive when the sun shines in the morning, but would you greet people a good morning if someone just died beside them? The noise of the people around waken me up, most of them are sobbing that makes me cry too. It’s just so sad to hear them cry like it’s the end of the world. There’s no Mike beside me, no trace of him too. People are gathering, making a circle and sobbing together. The pirate-like crews were standing on the edge of the ship with their heads bowed down and tears escaping from their one eye, hugging their black pirate cap. I’m scared to know who died but I went closer to the gathering and to my painful surprise, I saw Grandma holding Grandpa Martes’ dead body sobbing and murmuring sentences we couldn’t clearly understand. I sat on the floor beside Grandma and hugged her. I couldn’t dare to look at Grandpa’s dead body so I closed my eyes but even how closed it is, tears came out like the waters in a river th

I, Mike Bishung Loret, 19, the boy who grew up parentless but never felt alone because Scarlett’s Grandparents were there to raised me. After my mother and father’s divorce, I was left in my grandparents’ house where I was raised until I turned six when they died. My Aunties took me after the funeral but I never felt at home in their houses. So, I left a letter before I ran away so they won’t follow me or maybe get worried. I didn’t knew where else to go that time, I was only an eight year old kid who knew nothing about the world. But one thing in my mind was Mr. and Mrs. De Luna, Scarlett’s grandparents, a friend of my grandparents. The only place I was certain of going was the house across Scarlett’s home——the house of my grandparents. It’s a small one unlike Scarlett’s but it’s a big world to me. It’s where my grandparents brought me after my parents fought over having an affair when both of them does have it. Then since three years old, I’ve known Scarlett although back then I w

“Her soul is close to Jheval. You have to get rid of Jheval before she breaks the barrier and consumes our Scarlett. She is not only after Scarlett’s soul but also to the hearts of the Azarique Rocks.” “What? Well that explains why the remaining rocks didn’t move. They knew that Jheval is also gonna get their souls.” “Not their souls but their hearts. Azarique Rocks don’t have souls but they have hearts. And their hearts are precious stones like emeralds, diamonds, ruby, etcetera...including pearls. “How am I gonna save something I can’t even see? If I can’t see her, I won’t be able to save her from Jheval.” “You can’t but Helena can.” He says and Helena barks happily wagging her tail. I placed Grandpa Martes in the pocket of my chest and held on Helena’s fur. We flew outside the barrier and Abuelito Kiko suddenly jumped but he didn’t fell, his feet stepped on the barrier and so, me and Helena grabbed Miss Mata and Rasmiah from Jheval’s dark tornado. Miss Mata was panting when she