I Cannot Save You I walked to the town and passed by the only MC Donald's in town. Our conversation came flashing into my mind like an old film. ‘I think you should know that I am dead.’ I kept on walking as fast as I could. ‘You are still alive,’ he said. ‘How do you travel through time?’  My legs already hurt but all I know is I have to get to the pedestrian line at 4:30 PM where Eric was hit by a car. ‘Now you know that I am dead,’ he said. ‘You also should realize we can never happen.’  I could almost feel how my ankle hurts with my sneakers. I should have worn thick foot socks. ‘’What if you weren’t able to save me?’ He said. ‘You only waste your time then, and you might get tired.’  I swa

A Dream House(Continuation)  I sat on the beige colored tiled floor of the living room. And I looked around me, the ceilings are neatly painted white, while the walls are covered with medium toned brown wallpapers.I opened another box. From the box I pulled out lots of books, maybe fifty to seventy of them. The books come in different forms, big and small, thin and thick.  Our book collection includes about twenty five of  Mallory’s  bedtime story books, a New King James bible version, a children’s bible, and there is one of my favorite books; Ikigai: The Japanese Secret to a Long and Happy Life, also my favorite novels from Mitch Albom; Tuesday with Morrie and Five People You Meet in Heaven, and of course some of Nicholas Sparks books like; A Walk to Remember, The Notebook, The Lucky One and The Last Song. And there are dozens of novel books I purchased from book sales which I mus

I Heard Her Cry There was an old looking bar on one corner of the street. The door swayed open and a woman came out from that door. She was wearing a long off white dress. She has pale skin and her body figure appears to be paper thin. Damn, is she on some kind of weird diet? She walked alone on the street. Her long black hair flowed perfectly on her back. I assumed she was probably less than five feet tall. I noticed how strange she turned her head, it was like she was afraid that someone might be after her. She walked briskly, and once more watched her back. I observed her face, she has a pair of almond shaped eyes, a sharp nose and pinkish thin lips. I thought she caught me, but luckily she didn’t. Few moments later, she began to run. And it appeared like she was running away from something or maybe someone. I started running after her, and she suddenly stopped in the middle of an open field. I watched her stand there all by herself. She was looking up at the night sky, a

Have You Look At the Sky Tonight? Friday 5:30 PM, I looked closely at my plain black smart watch on my left wrist, it displayed the figures; twenty five minutes and fifty five seconds; one thousand nine hundred and forty three steps. I thought, today I must challenge myself to up to three thousand steps. The last time I went here for a run, I did more than two thousand steps. Well, I dare me. I continued running around an open parking lot nearby the village. And because the parking lot offers a wide space with only a few cars parked, this venue serves as a perfect spot for running.  Water? My throat feels dry, I am thirsty.I took a short break for a few minutes. I sat catching my breath, in one corner near a post light. I opened a bottle of Gatorade and put it straight on  my mouth.  I swallowed the blue liquid from the bottle down to my throat

The Ghost: The Woman Jamia: ‘Where are you?’Irina: ‘Starbucks,’ I said. ‘I’m having a burnout staying at home, so I am writing my story here.’Jamia: ‘Is that a love story?’Irina: ‘Hmmm, not really, but almost a love story,’ I said and placed the straw trapped between my lips. ‘It’s a sad story, though not tragic.’Jamia: ‘Uh, I don’t like sad endings,’ she said. ‘What are you drinking?’Irina: ‘White chocolate mocha,’Jamia: ‘Why don’t you put a twist on your story to make it interesting,’ she said. ‘Like, the main character have multiple personality disorder, or the main character is bipolar and also too brainy for the average people.’Irina: ‘Hmmm, I will think about that,’ I