Day 30

Another 30 days have passed. It means this 30 days’ journal also comes to its end. 
When the first time my friend told me about this challenge, I didn’t think too much. As I did 30 days’ writing challenge last January, I thought this challenge could also help me to improve my writing and drawing skills. 
Actually, I don’t know whether I’m getting better or not but I just keep doing on what I like. 
The hardest thing for this challenge is getting the idea for the story. I got a lot of things on my mind these past months and sometimes I’m having a hard time to create a story. So, off and on, I just used my personal or my close acquaintances’ experiences as a story. Like The Election Day’s journal is my personal opinion. Take a guess for the rest. 
And I tend to make my story as general as possible. So (if you ever read it) you can place yourself or anyone you like to be the main character. I’d rather use “I” and “you” than using ‘he’ or ‘she’ so anyone who reads it can freely imagine the character itself. Is it a story about the opposite sex or same-sex lovers or haters or friendships or friend zones? You decide. Take it whatever you want. 
So, thank you for anyone who keeps on reading from day 1 to day 30. Sorry if my English wasn’t perfect, but well, I’ll keep writing in English anyway haha! *slapped
See you on another challenge!

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Shadow

It’s been 11 years since the first time I saw you.
Me, a 17 years old student who always feels sad all the time, saw you, singing, screaming, and head-banging with all of your heart to your own written poems on a rainy autumn night.
My silly younger self falls in love with those poems of heartbreak, despair, and loss because to be honest, you’re not my kind of type. But, I’m falling deeper after I knew every little trivial matter we shared. 
Our same birth-month, same blood-type, same zodiacs, favorite McDonalds’s menu, favorite desserts, favorite movie-genres…
It’s funny because we tend to see similarities with our favorite person just to feel close to them.
So do I.
Your hate is so addicting that I start to feel calm when I see you expressing your feelings.
You shout, you cry, you bleed in front of sparkling eyes of hopes from people who adore you.
You give me the cruelest gift you could ever give to someone and here I am giving you a bit by bit of my shadow so you know I’m always there.
Ever wondered about a face you always see inside your dreams? The one who always messing your head even after you woke up?
11 years later, nothing’s changed. Though you broke my heart, you’re still my favorite person whom I adore wholeheartedly. 
I’d go with you, anywhere, anytime if you asked me to.
But ironically, we are just as close as strangers in the dreams.

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A Song

This song reminds me of you.
I raised my left eyebrow. Suddenly? What song?
This. You hand me one of your earphones so I can listen to it.
Hm… Isn’t it a bit gloomy?
You think so?
It’s not? So what makes this song reminds you about me?
I don’t know, you shrugged off.
We listen to the song until the end. You take your earphone back.
I’m going to listen to it again.
For what?
I like this song. 
Here we go. Once you feel like attached to a song, you would listen to it until you could ‘understand’ it. People might think you’re mad while looking outside the window, but it’s just you thinking in your serious mode. 
And here, I’m just watching you lost into your world.
Sometimes I feel jealous. I want to go to that world too. So I could ‘understand’ you better.
What did you see?
What did you hear?
So is this how it feels to be left alone?
Ah, I feel stupid now.
Hello, knock, knock! Are you there?
Oh, you’re back?
Yes, and I guess now I know.
What?
Why this song reminds me of you. 
You nod and smile. 
And the rain starts falling outside.

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Afterimage

I always know they are real.
If you listen closely, you can hear them. Whispering with the coldest voice that makes you shiver.
Sometimes they just want to be listened, but some again a bit… sinister.
At first, they wanted to be your friend, but don’t fall on their trick. They want more. 
They want your soul… and also your beloved one.
They will never let you go once they’ve got you. No escape. They will come to you, trying to drag you down with them. To the deepest pit of the rotten red sea.
Block your ears, close your eyes.
Think about anything, quick!
Don’t let them know you can hear them. 
Oh, no… no…
That one will come… It’s coming… Closer… I can hear them… It’s too late, too late…
No…
Help me!
Please, somebody!
HELP ME!
The door slammed open with a loud bang. Two men in white attire grab me from both sides as I try to escape.
No, please, you don’t understand! Please, let me out of here! It’s coming! It wants to k-kill me! No, please save me!
I’m trying to explain when they tied me up. Another man in white come closer I don’t know what they do to me as my focus is locked on their back. 
That thing is standing behind them.
Wa…tch…. O… 
I try to tell them to be careful of that thing, but I can’t. I feel so sleepy.
As my consciousness fading, that blurry afterimage of black people smiling wickedly was the last thing I see before I swallowed by the darkness itself.

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Cat's Eyes

It’s a bright afternoon today.
Nice weather with a gentle breeze.
A good day to stroll around.
But it’s already at 5 o’clock. 
I stand by 15 minutes ago in this place.
I’m counting while scratching my back.
1… 2… 3… 4…
The door creaked open.
Oh, there you are!
I’m watching you closing your window from the outside. That wooden window which always makes a loud screeching noise when closed.
And after that, with wary eyes, you watch over your surroundings before go back inside.
I understand. There’s always a demon lurking from every dark corner. I agree, we have to stay alert anytime. Because I did that too.
Sometimes you would see me, stop for a while to exchange a stare or waving your hand while smiling before going back inside.
Or sometimes it’s me that takes too long strolling around the neighborhood so I missed the chance to see you.
What kind of person are you?
What kind of life do you live?
Sometimes I wonder.
See? You wave your hand at me. I stare back at you.
Hm? You tiptoeing right to where I sit. You don’t have to, actually, because I won’t go anywhere.
I can see you clearly now. 
You still smile and closing your eyes as slowly as possible.
It doesn’t take too long for me to do the same.
You wave your hand, still smiling and head back inside.
Human is sure fascinating to be observed.
See you tomorrow, human!

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And, I Want...

It’s a warm spring night.
I walk on the empty street shone by the lonely street lights.
The spring breeze strokes my hair gently.
Can we meet at the park?
I smile as typing the reply.
Yes.
You’ve waited while drinking a cold coke.
Sorry for making you wait.
You shook your head. 
So, what’s new?
Not much.
Then why did you ask me out today? I just get ready to sleep.
You? Sleep? At this hour? Are you kidding me?
Oh, shut up, I’m just trying to live a good life.
What is good when you only stay awake longer from watching Youtube?
So you called me only to nag me? What are you, my mom?
You laugh and throw the cola can to the trash bin.
Let’s go, I want to show you something.
You take me to your workshop roof.
Today is Eta Aquariids Meteor Shower. It might be too early, and we should wait a bit longer until almost dawn, but…
I’m laughing when I see his face.
Why were you laughing, you asked.
No, nothing. It’ just… funny.
What’s funny?
You. I laugh again seeing your confused face.
Anyway, we still had a lot time…
We smile at each other in the dark night of late April.
I’m bored. Let’s end someone’s life tonight…

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Hide

I’m not the kind of person that easily surprised with anything anymore. My life’s lost its sparks a long time ago. But this news I heard straight from your mouth shook me up to the core.
I want to confess, you said.
You came to my house at 1 AM. I know you know my sleep schedule so well and I also used to call you around that time.
Come in, I said. Your face looks paler than ever. Have you eaten? You look so pale. Are you okay? I’m getting worried.
You sit on my sofa, still silent. I go to the kitchen to make you some hot tea.
Here, maybe it could help, I give you the cup and sitting beside you.
I heard you said thanks in a very small voice.
There’s a bit cold silence. I never feel like this when I have been around you since the day one I know you but today.
I killed her.
Kill what?
I killed her… I threw her body into the sea… Three days ago…
Wait… Wait… You what?
You just look at me with that weary expression. No words. You know I heard it well and just don’t know how to react.
You… killed her…?
You nod.
Why?
You sip the tea before answering. It’s over between us. I couldn’t help her anymore, and I thought this was the best way for us to… end this. I don’t want to be egoist to said that I’m tired, both of us tired but… She hides it from me. No, she didn’t hide it, she’d lie to me… I’m sorry I never really talk about this with you. You know, I just didn’t want to make you worry…
But what if anyone suspicious?
No, nobody will. She isolated herself since consuming those drugs and nobody ever cared for her…
And… what do you want me to do now?
You sigh. Nothing. I just want to confess.
Are you wanted to turn yourself to the police?
No. And I hope you won’t report me. Just play dumb if someone ever asks though I doubt it…
I understand. I’ll keep this to the grave.
You finally smile. I know I can count on you. Please don’t tell anyone includes The Twins. I’ll tell them when I feel I need to and I’ll tell you soon if I told them so you won’t feel burdened too long. So far, only you and Val that knew this. I’m sorry but I trust you.
How many secrets have we shared and how many secrets we’ve kept to ourselves?
Don’t worry. Stay here tonight, I’ll accompany you until you feel better.
Thanks.
I don’t know if I did the right thing or not but I just want you to know I will always on your back.

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