Online gaming

My name is Anath!

Umm, no it’s not….

My name is Sirra!

That’s not it.

My name is…what was my name again? Those are the names I use in an online game. I have many friends there, including a lover. Just yesterday I was walking alongside the riverbank with him when he proposed. I was so happy that I had to use an emoticon to show it. And yesterday my friends threw a surprise party for me. Again, what happy hours those were. We danced and laughed until two days passed. I received many presents and my lover even gave me this cute little rabbit as a pet. Today we went hunting, many armors and weapons dropped, and when we sold them we made a pretty handsome profit. My bag is now full of coins. I wonder how much I can still make. I should save up for our weeding.  Still need to make the quest for a wedding dress and him for a tuxedo. It’s going to take some time. Maybe I can stay up all night and finish the first part.

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I did it, only two more parts to go. He couldn’t finish it and although I offered to help he refused me. He told me it was something he needed to do by himself. I can’t keep my eyes open anymore…maybe it’s time I put up a shop.

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He went hunting with another char. I got mad. We had a fight. When he called me to talk about this..my internet connection collapsed.

Then I return to REALITY. My dad comes in, my paper is due tomorrow, and I’m feeling hungry.

I think it’s time to search for another online game.

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100 Words Story

“Forever it will be!” He cried in a aggravatingly sharp tone. “Don’t forget my words. Now and forever they will haunt you, awake or asleep there is no escape from your sins!“
Each stroke of the grandfather’s clock reminded her of those words, always causing a slight chill to run down her spine, reaching the depth of her heart.
“Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock…” The sound became louder as the wretched time approached at an alarming speed leaving only memories of the past behind.
“Even if it were to end like this, I will never repent for that which was necessary!”

Life...what a joke...

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Who said life is beautiful? I don’t  know…What’s so wonderful about living every day…struggling more and more to fit in, drinking to forget, smoking to calm down…all this is bullshit…why should I do this? Where is the blessing of the so called God? Why is it that every day I have to think, to talk, to respond, to move, to breathe…? I hate this, it’s stupid!  I don’t want to do it anymore…still passing to the other side is scary… I’m not that brave, and then again I’m not brave enough to keep living either… is it courage or stupidity, where does it all lead? You just live…and other will live after you…you will be forgotten soon, there’s no point even trying. Even as a famous person, how much time will people remember you? 10-20 years from now you will be just like any other person…it’s only stalling.

Why should we struggle in everyday life? Are the feelings of joy worth it? They’re only momentary, still we fight for that 1 moment with all we’ve got…people are really stupid…

Staying in an old building, looking at my father self-destruct, pretending I’m okay, feeling pity for others, mocking others, being mocked, being felt pity for, it’s never-ending. It will only stop when I die, maybe not even then, for me at least. This sucks! Life sucks! Love? Hah, bullshit! Happiness, trust, companionship, they’re all bullshit! All that’s real are greed and meanness.

Why are we all so stubborn in believing fairytales? People are so weak, can’t live without God or hope for a better future… which is obviously not going to happen. Each man for itself, that’s the rule! The survival of the strong and the death of the weak! The so called jungle rule. It’s the same even between civilized people. Civilized, even the word seems like a joke to me. People are only animals who learned to deceive themselves and others. And so we live, each minute, each hour, each day, each month, each year, each decade, each generation… what a joke!