Romans & histoires Hujan Malam Pertama

I still remember it like it happened just yesterday, it's plain as day in my memory, the first time I saw Melvin Cross, the love of my life; I was a three year old kid who just got lost,I wandered the streets of California for days, I had just arrived there from Seoul, where I lived with my Asian Mother, I had never seen my father and I didn't even know I had a twin sister and my Mother's face I could barely remember, I was just a three-years old kid, lost, scared and hungry as I have been wandering the streets for three days, I was so hungry I thought I was gonna die soon, all I had on me was a locket necklace, which I remember my mother telling me not to loose it, I cried and cried, but fo

Bad memories always come flooding her head whenever it is raining with thunder flashing like this. ****Flashbacks****** It was in autumn, the first tragedy of her life started. The night she lost the first person she loved in her life. It was night and raining heavily with thunder flashing and rumbling in the sky. It was almost as a war was going on in heaven that night She remembered her young self waking up to the noise and commotion the maids were making outside her room. In curiosity, she climbed down from her bed, dressed in her long pink nightdress, her hair all messy due to her bad sleeping habit when she was little. She dragged the white bear doll her mother had given her as a gift a

Nicole looked at the clock in the room and said, “I’m kind of in a hurry so I’ll make my story brief and comprehensive. After breaking your heart, I owe you an explanation my darling Muhammad.” Muhammad tried switching on the radio on his belt, in hope that anyone on the other end could listen to the conversation if the signal was restored. If Maryam and he were going to die tonight, their death might as well not be in vain. The most important thing was revealing the real identity of The First One.

Sebuah kenangan manis yang tak akan pernah kulupakan. Tadi malam, kami hanya berdua saja di rumah karena Ibu menginap di rumah budhe yang sedang hajatan. Mulanya kami hanya menonton film di ruang tengah. Tapi tiba-tiba hujan sangat deras, petir menyambar nyambar. Aku yang ketakutan, menggeser dudukku menempel tubuh Mas Fikri. Kutaruh kepalaku di pundaknya. Seperti biasa bermanja manja dengannya.

he asked surprising me not sure if it was him who wanted to know how my first time at the camp was "I forgot to carry my sleeping bags and tent...it started raining and well…" It was fun at first but at night it started raining heavily. My friend forgot my little tent and I ended up getting soaked that night. I would have used other tents, unfortunately, they were all occupied. In the morning I was sent back because I got sick

He never saw her smiling face. "Its all my fault that you become like this"he said looking at the pictures. "I failed to protect you" He mutter with the sad smile. His heart clench to see her this way. Who would believe that this is the same girl who used to be very vibrant, hopefull, who is not afraid to follow her dream. Ever her smile is very healing. He recall the day when he first met her that is the first day of his pre school. FLASHBACK Little Asher is very scared at his first day of school. He looked at his mom who smile at him to encourage him to go with his teacher to his class.

The rain had not paused for ten days. It fell without mercy, turning the narrow streets of Port Harcourt into shallow rivers and the sky into a permanent gray shroud. Elena had not gone far. She had walked for hours that first night, soaked to the bone, until exhaustion forced her into a small, cheap hotel on the edge of town. Room 207. No view. No television. Just a single bed, a cracked mirror, and the sound of water drumming on the tin roof.

The air smelled of damp earth, of impending downpour. A low rumble of thunder growled in the distance. I barely had time to brace myself before the sky split open. The first drops were scattered, light, teasing— then came the downpour. Cold, relentless sheets of rain crashed down on me, soaking me within seconds. My hoodie, my jeans, even my shoes—nothing was spared. Water dripped from the tips of my hair, running in rivulets down my face, mingling with the warmth of my tears. It seemed like even God had turned against me tonight.

There was shards of broken glass everywhere and only a tiny space for me to stand . "Why are you doing this ,we should be united why are you acting like them?" I said in anger "Don't fall asleep,byeee" Emma sang as they left me in the dark and locked the door behind them. I sighed ,this was really hell and worse than I thought . I stood there for hours and Noone came for me . I even tried calling for help even from the monsters but Noone came. I was alone and my legs hurt. I had to get out of here nomatter what.

The first fat raindrops began to splatter against the pavement, and Polaris quickened her pace, seeking shelter from the impending storm. As Polaris hurried along the sidewalk, the sky darkened, and the first drops of rain began to fall. She quickened her pace, hoping to make it home before the storm hit in full force. But as luck would have it, the rain intensified, and she found herself caught in a downpour with no umbrella.