Wednesday, 14 November 2012

Killed in an instance


I never asked for anything more. I just wanted a home, a place where I could call it a home. Riots and killings bombarded the streets. Peasants were forced to fight amongst themselves for survival. The lack of food and water is what that is threatening our lives now. The Japanese soldiers never ceased to cease. They came creating havoc to our once little peaceful town. Women were raped, men were beheaded. Those heads of those assassinated where hung down from trees – a sign to show their prowess.

I had never encountered one, so did my sister. Our parents had forbid us from coming out of our hiding place – in the cupboard. Through the small hole that Tania, my sis had made through the cupboard, we peered out to see the how the situation was like outside. Still, only massive killings were seen. Some of the locals went berserk and decided to end their lives, once and for all.

“BANG!” a clear, loud gunshot was heard. Tania looked out and freaked out.

“Daddy!” she screamed and ran out of our hiding area to where a middle-aged man’s corpse lay motionlessly. His white singlet was soon dyed with his fresh blood.

“DADDY!” I screamed, coming after Tania, rushing towards the corpse without realizing that we were spotted by the enemies.

“Ch-Ching!” I heard the sound of a gun reloading.

“Run, Tyler, run!” Tania’s deafening voice rang inside my ear as I soon felt a sharp object come piercing into my lower abdomen. I looked down. I placed my hand to where I felt the pain coming from. Blood.
I was covered with blood. I was shot.

“TYLER!” Tania cried and run towards me.

“BANG!”

Another deafening shot was heard before I felt a stinging pain near my heart.

Before I know it, darkness unveiled the scene in front of me, looming and drawing me to the world of afterlife.

Saturday, 10 November 2012

The hunter

Like on usual days, ominous grey clouds blanketed the sky, threatening a deadly flash of light or a drenched afternoon. Creatures that lurked in that thick woods skedaddled to their hideouts, holding up a leaf off the elephant's ear as an umbrella. It was frightening when the god of the thunder was too agitated and hit the thunder drums y mistake. Everyone was hiding well, all except a lost maiden crying out for help and a hunter hunting for his meal for the night.

The young maiden cried, her velvet voice reaching the hunter. He came to her only to shoot her down with anesthesia and bundled her in his steel wired net.

"Time for a feast," he smirked and dragged the net behind him, to his already prepared barbequed pit...

Thursday, 8 November 2012

Waterfall

After the arduous, long, tough day.
It falls.
Soft.
Light.
Faster, faster
Tapping curiously
on all the glass windows
And pours and swings off
High rooftops and sills
A steady rapid stream
A splash on umbrellas
Forming wells and puddles
On the moist dewy grass
Refreshing the air
And cleansing the sky
Playing with the children
In raincoats and ponchos
Creating a symphony
In red collecting buckets
And as they fill
To the brim
It drips
Drops
Slowly
Ending
The sky is clearing and I wonder to myself,
Rain,rain will you ever come again?



Another haiku from Mr Tummyflop Wigglebum

Wildlife's wild lives

Bald headed eagle
Smooth like an elephant's swag
Ninja like a bee

Philosophy behind the magnificent haiku: Visiting the Singapore zoo should be prioritised in everyone's To-do List

PAWN - Chapter 12

Three intense hours later...

Silence.

Dark, heavy silence that pressed heavily against his cheeks. Red craned his neck to look at the other three. All of them were in a peaceful slumber, tired out from waiting through the suspense. Of course, anyone would be tired from this mindless game. It was already hard trying to figure out the clues, and now 'they' were stopping the whole thing (provided they really needed to halt the game, seeing the length of time that passed since the last move) just to serve their ego.

Without warning, a red gloved hand rose unseemingly from beneath the blank tile a few feet away from him.
'Not again.....' Red groaned. ' How many times must we go through this before SOMEBODY decides to leave us ALONE?!!
"Shut up Red arghhh' Yellow mumbled as he turned over in his sleep.
'Yeah yeah....' Green yawned.

Red rolled his eyes. Ignoring the gloved hand that laid outstretched towards him, he laid down and closed his eyes...........



The trees stretched up high and thin all around him, like bamboo shoots, gathered together like innumerable prison bars.
All black, all dead.
Withered leaves littered the ground of the circular clearing in which he stood. But, withered leaves don't glow, do they? These do, like luminous soft candle wicks on a dark day. Still and silent, the woods seemed almost mute. Dark shadows seemed to move above in the background, casting everything into an eerie outline.
Out in the distance, something moved.
Red shivered.

Slowly, it came into focus. Squinting, he realizes that the object that he was looking at was actually the red gloved hands.....
Red blinked and watched as the red gloved hands dipped into a pool of inky darkness. Out it came again, now swirled in black as they inched towards him. Dark figures belonging to the unseen gloved hands began to merge and meld into one another. Becoming one, they moved in on him like a black tide. He opened his mouth, letting out a blood curdling scream of terror......






RED's Turn


 'Oh my god. Is he dead? Is he alive? Hello???!!!!! Red!!!'
Something was shrieking from a distance. I opened my bleary eyes and raised my hands to rub my sleep filled eyes.
'Argh why are you guys so loud in the morning.."
''He's alive', Blue's relieved voice hovered about, midst away from my subconscious.

'OF course i am alive. Then what am i now? A demon waking up after a thousand years of sleep?'

Silence enshrouded the area.

'I told you not to worry about him'
'Come on he is our comrade'
'What nonsense...''
"Hey hey hey. Your comrade? Still here? Not deaf?'
 I shook my head before putting my hands in my pocket. Suddenly i felt something crinkle. Paper?
No wait, too hard to feel like one...
I drew it out.
It was a card, just that it was unlike any card that i had ever seen. On the cover, it had four specific colors; red, yellow, blue and green. I got more suspicious. Isn't that the same color as our names?

'Red? Whatcha doing?' Blue called.
"Wait!' I hollered back.
Distracted, I turned the card over. The word BONUS, highlighted in streak red, jumped back at me.
I stared, dumbfounded. Now what the hell does THIS mean?

Squinting at the small letters below the bold ones, I tried to decipher it. With difficulty, i mumbered the fine text to myself,
" All players can advance to the square 20..."

A real bonus.

Great.



Now,


WHAT??!!!!