I Got The Sunshine In My Pocket の小説・ストーリー

And for the bare minimum I wanted to be treated right. Fortunately, everyone must have already left for the party held on the terrace of our packhouse so there was no one around, otherwise the smell of my blood would have attracted them here. The sky was turning darker every second just like my life. The only difference was that the sun would rise again tomorrow, turning it brighter unlike my life where there's not even a sun.

"How do you know?" The honest answer was that I didn't, not for certain. "We'd need seeds," I said. "I have seeds." She produced a small paper packet from her cardigan pocket with the triumph of someone who has been waiting for exactly this moment. It was a sunflower packet, cheap, the kind you find in a basket by the supermarket checkout, slightly crumpled like it had been in that pocket for a while. I looked at it. I looked at her. "Where did you get that?"

But still, wouldn't it be better if the police locked up all those guys that crashed the party last night? “Here, your clothes. Get change.” She said, handing me the paper bag. I open the paper bag and see a set of my pink underwear, black tight jeans, and a simple dark gray hoodie inside. She must've gone to our dorm to pick this up this morning. “Thanks, Kat!” I yell as she walks towards the door. “Uh-uh. Don't thank me.” She said without even looking back. I could still hear her giggles as she closed the door.

Thank you ShineeSunshine

“Don’t worry sunshine, I’ll brake your walls down.” My eyes widen with surprised, I didn’t expect that, so I act like I did not hear a word he said. “Huh, said something?” I ask, moving my gaze back out the window brushing off his remark. Michael just cackle. “Not a thing sunshine.” He turns the music up, the music transforms the world outside my window into a surreal tableau. Streetlights flickers like strobe lights, casting a fleeing shadows that dances to the rhythm of the music. I can’t help but smile, the electronic symphony casted a spell on me, captivating my spirit and urging it to surrender to the euphoric waves cascading through the car.

He could not understand why but he felt like he could not breathe as he got nearer and nearer to the place. "You are my sunshine My only sunshine You make me happy When skies are gray You'll never know, dear How much I love you Please don't take My sunshine away The other night, dear As I lay sleeping I dreamed I held you In my arms When I awoke, dear I was mistaken So I hung my head and I cried You are my sunshine My only sunshine You make me happy When skies are gray You'll never know, dear How much I love you Please don't take My sunshine away"

Sunny excitedly told Felix as they were coming out of the restaurant. She did a lot of shopping and Felix was stunned to see her buying things. This night lamp was cute and she bought it. That teddy was so pretty. She needed colours and paint brushes. She needed kits so she could make things herself. She had a strange taste. "Oh, I forgot my phone." Sunny suddenly remembered as she touched her pocket. "I will quickly go and bring it." She told Felix who held her hand. "I will go and you can wait in the car." He gave her the keys and turned to leave knowing the car was in the safe distance.

] I slipped my phone into my pocket and headed for my car. Morning sun spilled across the road as I hit the gas and drove toward the life that was finally mine.

Emily walked toward me and pulled a card out of her bag, setting it on the table. "There's five hundred thousand dollars in there. Call it compensation." I didn't take it. "No point. None of it matters anymore." She hesitated. Her eyes landed on the pill bottles scattered by the bed. Something flickered across her face. Then she grabbed the bottles, her expression turning sour. "Nathan. I know you still have feelings for me, but pulling this kind of stunt for sympathy is pathetic." She threw the bottles in the trash. I looked up at her. That face I loved to the bone. The face I'd seen a thousand times in my dreams—smiling, crying, laughing. But never cold like this.

Jaladri was waiting, holding a small dagger. “What did he throw at the end?” Jaladri asked. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you retreat that quickly.” “Corpse Forest poison powder. One breath is enough to burn your insides to ash.” “That explains it.” Jaladri held up a smalll dagger. “I caught this one after you knocked it aside. Maybe you've seen it before.” Wisnumurti took the weapon. The moment he saw the skull carved into the hilt, his face hardened.