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Sick Girl

Posted by zamorajaycelle6 on March 18, 2018 at 3:40 AM Comments comments (0)

Short Story By; Jaycelle Zamora



It was last fall that I was told I had the Sickness. It’s been plaguing our land for years. The doctors have been working on a cure ever since they heard of the first case, but they were never able to find a real one until now. The best they’d had was a treatment. In their experimenting, they were also able to find a vaccine, but they told me it was found long after the Sickness first came into my body.

Apparently, the Sickness is a disease which first enters your body without detection, and the source is unknown. That’s why everyone now but the infected such as myself are always having to take the vaccine. The infected are being given treatments.

My family was overjoyed when they first heard of the treatment. I wasn’t especially. I’d just go back to living with them, just coming to the doctor every month again so that the Sickness could be managed.

The problem is that I didn’t want the treatment. And I especially don’t want that new potion, which the doctor claims will cure me. I don’t want to risk trying it for fear that I will keep living. Which I, of course, and logically, don’t want to.

I suppose I should explain now. It’s really quite simple, actually. When I was born, I was born different. I couldn’t smell or taste. My world is totally bland without them. Not to mention that I’m colorblind, so that even something as beautiful as a rainbow is messed up.

As a result, when I was told I had the Sickness, I was a little relieved. Though I could still talk and hear and see (with different colors) – and touch of course – my world didn’t always feel right. I’ve always really been a tiny bit excited about the way I’d die. I’ve really actually always preferred to die heroically; instead of from the Sickness, but I guess what happens to you isn’t always your choice.

However, I made sure that I would not receive the treatment when the option arose. The treatment was a shot, which I swore I’d never let anyone give me. Both the doctor and my family were shocked. My doctor thought that I must have had some sort of problem at home, and he left the room so my family could talk to me alone. My family rushed over to me and began to protest. The doctor knew well that, though I was over thirteen years old, an adult, my family would probably do everything in their power to convince me to do what they wanted.

I remember how little Thomas said that the Sickness had made me crazy, why else would I refuse treatment? Mother and Father begged me to take it, because, as Mother put it, “Both me and your father are too frail, and Thomas too foolish, to be able to survive without help from you.” I looked at her, staring at me, for a second before turning away to face the wall. I knew I was being selfish, but this was the one thing I’d always wanted in life: to leave it. I think they knew deep in their hearts why I did it, too, but were unwilling to accept it.

It wasn’t until this afternoon when the doctor came in with John that I began to reconsider. It started with the knock on the door, and the doctor peering in at me. “There’s a young man here who wants to see you,” he’d said, looking unsure. He must have told John about the cure. Ever since I’d refused the treatment, I’d grown sicker and sicker each day.

I knew that John would be coming to see me. He’d probably been waiting until I was nearly dead and he thought wouldn’t refuse him to confront me. I also wasn’t surprised that he wasn’t with my family, either. He was the only one I’d ever told about my hopes and dreams, and the only one who’d ever have a chance of convincing me – my family’s presence would only mess everything up.

"You are dying," he said, looking at me sternly.

"Your point?" I recounted, returning the look with a glare.

"You can't afford to die; there are several people who you are responsible for, not to mention me."

"If, in dying they die too, then that shows their weakness, not mine."

"You are not allowed to die. And you can reverse this. Why do you not?"

Yep. The doctor had told him about the cure.

"Because I don't like the feeling before it. I am not like you."

"I'll break your ribs, and arms and legs and force you to drink!" he yelled.

"And in doing so I will drown for I will not swallow." I looked at him sadly.

"Please don't die..." tears were brought to his eyes.

"I'll think about it." I said, looking at him as he turned away and walked back out the door. I knew he hadn’t been planning to shed any tears during the confrontation. It had ruined it, he knew, and he hadn’t bothered trying to convince me any more, or there would be no chance at all for his next, which he was surely already planning.

"The Princess and the Enchanted Dog"

Posted by zamorajaycelle6 on March 18, 2018 at 3:25 AM Comments comments (0)

Short Story By: Jessa Mae Basubas


Once upon a time, there's a beautiful princess named Reil. This beautiful princess is humble and kind, she helped those people whose in need. Because of her kindness, some old woman give her a puppy. The princess got confused so she ask the the old woman "grandma, why you give me this puppy? " "I give it to you because you deserve it" the old woman answered with a smile. The princess take a glance on the puppy, "do you like it?" ask the old woman to the princess "Oh! I really like it. Thank you grandma!" then walk away with smile. While the princess is walking away the old woman whispher "Someday princess that puppy will be helpful to you" then mysteriously disappeared for no one else know that she is the queen fairy enchanted forest.

Back to the castle,princess Reil tell her royal parents that she got a puppy. At first the couple disagree to have it but the princess begged to keep the puppy, so the couple had no choice but to allow her. She immediately feed it, and take the puppy to shower. After that the puppy and the princess play in her room. When they tired, the princess think what would be the name of the puppy. Then later on she decided to named the puppy Rattyphant, she named it like that because of his face is cute as a mouse and a wide ears just like an elephant has. When the puppy heard that he bark like telling the princess that he like the name, so the princess smile widely as she gets the message. But why does her puppy has a big ears she thought, then she remembered the old woman, she thinks that maybe reason why the old woman gave it to her is because of its condition. Well she don't care as long as the puppy has a home.

Years past the puppy had grown up from being so small now it became so big that cant be comapaired to others,and also the princess grown up. The princess Reil continue to help people whose in need togther with her pet. And the royal couple are happy and proud to see there lovely princess doing good things and that made them prosporous each day,months,or year.

So many, many years past again, this time there is a wicked fairy, who want to vanished the the earthly palace and the enchanted forest due to her envy of being loved by all people. But she did not succeed because the queen fairy protected it. So she change her plan, instead of vanishing the two kingdoms, she decided to take the princess while escaping.

When the wicked fairy arrived in her place, she immediately prisoned the princess in the highest tower of her dome. The princess worried, because she think that no one will can rescue her. Thinking that the wicked fairy would kill her if the two kingdom will not give up there throne.

At this point knowing that the life of princess Reil is in danger,Rattyphant change into a very, very, big dog and so as his ears, a ears that made him fly to the sky like a big bird. In first, this is the real reason why the fairy gave it to princess Reil. In the fact that his a dog, he can trace the smell of the princess if wherever she is. Since Rattyphant is made by the queen fairy, he has already shielded by the power of the queen fairy, that no of weapon from the wicked fairy can harm him. So the wicked fairy take it from here since Rattyphant was never defeated.

The wicked fairy forced to fight herself against the enchanted dog. But the wicked fairy is too strong that made Rattyphant wounded, in return he nip the face of wicked fairy causes to rip her eyes off, that leads to her sudden death. Then the enchanted dog now had a chances to rescue the princess. Even if the dog has a big wound on his body, he manage to allow the princess to cuddle him even in a bad condition and let her ride on his back. Then they flew back to the castle.

When they arrived, the condition of the enchanted dog become more complicated. It was so very weak that made him died. Now the princess was so sad, she cry with her very heart infont of the dog and hug him for the last time. Her tears run to her face until it reach the body of Rattyphant. Miraculously, Rattyphant came back into life, and also back to his original body knowing that the princess is now safe. So the earthly palace and the enchanted forest is now at peace.

Dim Dream

Posted by zamorajaycelle6 on March 18, 2018 at 3:25 AM Comments comments (0)

Short Stoy By: Ivy Gwen Paguia


Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Misty, living near the forest with her mother and father. One morning, Misty and her father went to the forest to find and get some woods for cooking. Her father told her not to go too far from him to avoid getting lost in the forest. But Misty's eyes were so adventurous that whatever she sees causes her curiosity to go wherever it is. Misty didn't notice that she's getting too far from her father. She saw a clean and clear river that distracted her. She went to the river and feel the cold water in it. Because of enjoyment, Misty didn't notice that she spent too much time in the river. She decided to go back to where her father is, but unfortunately, she doesn't know how and where's the way home. She roam around the forest hoping that she'll see her father, but she didn't. She cried and cried until she fells asleep. And as she woke up, she's already in their house lying in her bed and realized that it was just a dream.


Behind all Lies

Posted by zamorajaycelle6 on March 13, 2018 at 8:00 AM Comments comments (0)

Poem By: Raguellea Caidic


She's okay and then she was lost

She didn't know herslf anymore

She's happy and sad at the same time but,

She would never tell anyone 'cause she fears of being judge


Have you ever noticed the tears under her eyes

And the pain reflects in her face

The cracks in her lips that still force into a smile

And the body that lifts her problems like a bag in a shoulder?


Why are you crying? No It's just the dust.

What happened to your wrist? It's a tattoo!

Why do you look so sad? Are you okay?

I'm okay.


But no one notice her burdens

'cause she masked it all perfectly

She only knew that,

This would be better off this way.

Dreamer

Posted by zamorajaycelle6 on March 13, 2018 at 7:50 AM Comments comments (0)

Poem By: Bhea Sidaya


Dreaming is not bad

Dreaming makes you inspire

Dreaming is free


I am a dreamer

Imagining what happen in the future

Imagining of what I have done


And that imagination of mine

Soon, will become for real

A dream that I wanted to 


In height, in weight or in face

You're free and just go with the flow

Be confident enough and achieve it

Spend My Day

Posted by zamorajaycelle6 on March 13, 2018 at 7:40 AM Comments comments (0)

Poem By: Darren Nacua


Drawing fingers in the airs

Writing your name

Whats how I spend my day

Missing you with every heartbeat


Remembering you when I pray

Thats how I spend my day

Dreaming to make your dreams come true

Green plains, a white castle and the sky blue


Thats how I spend my day

At every knock, running to the door

I am still waiting for you and quiting no more

Thats how I spend my day

Wasted

Posted by zamorajaycelle6 on March 13, 2018 at 7:25 AM Comments comments (0)

Poem By: Jaycelle Zamora


I am delight to be back

back in your arms

but how could I be so luck 

When I am not the only one who seeks for your love


Faith that demands time

Faith that made us tied

Faith that required love

but faith made us numb


Hoping one day

You'll seeks for my love 

The love that you waste

And risk what we have


I expect too much

I depends on you that much

I gave you the love you want

But you're the one who broke my heart

What If's

Posted by zamorajaycelle6 on March 13, 2018 at 7:20 AM Comments comments (0)

Poem By: Jessa Mae Guiritan


I don't know what I feel

I don't know if it's true

I don't know his words

I don't know if he loves me


What if he don't love me

What if he will just left me

What if promises are really meant to be broken

What if he will just cheat


A lot of what IF's

What will happen then?

Am I going to cry?

Am I going to lose this?


Too weak if that will happen

And if it is

I will stand and smile

Erase those memories and move on.

Badaf

Posted by zamorajaycelle6 on March 13, 2018 at 7:15 AM Comments comments (0)

Poem By: Ivy Gwen Paguia


Fate is a good player

With it's corresponding layers

How could the love and the person be so right

But the timing demands so much fright


Crazy meet ups

With your feelings getting messed up

Assumes a happy end

But ended up as a friend


Hearts are burning like a fire

Beating in a world that is cruel

Fighting against pain

Even if without gain


I know it's you

Yes you

But how could I say I love you

If someone already owns you

Hello

Posted by zamorajaycelle6 on March 13, 2018 at 7:10 AM Comments comments (0)

Poem By: Mary Joy Solayao

 

I

This was the first word I hear you say,

There's nothing so special, i know it's just so typical.

It started when a mutual friend of ours introduced us to each other and say "hey, my friend by the way"

Thinking its just a simple greetings but it turns out to be magical.

II.

From that day on, there's something bothering me, i dont know why?

Is it you the reason that my tummy feels like there are butterflies?

Yes is the answer, i think.

Thinking about you makes my heart in happiness sink.

III.

Everytime I hear my phone beep,

I hope it's your name that will appear.

Every message from you is a lifelong treasure for me to keep,

Losing it, is my greatest fear.

IV.

Sweet texts, late night calls,

This is every girl's dream,

How lucky I am that I have you doing this for me

Which everyone envy.

V.

But what is this?

All of a sudden I haven't heard of you.

Did something happened that I missed?

Oh please let me know

VI.

Did something really happened or it's just your excuses?

Are you sick of me? Would you tell me please.

I'm not used to this kind of situation,

Cuz' you spoiled me with so much attention.

VII.

Is this the end of us?

You never say a word or even just a fuss

Is there really an us?

You never say anything, how I wanted to cuss

VIII.

How i wish i can turn back time.

How i wish i could bring back all those moments worth a dime.

If only you knew how I'm missing you.

But always remember I'm still here waiting for you to say again, hello.

 

Hello

 

I

This was the first word I hear you say,

There's nothing so special, i know it's just so typical.

It started when a mutual friend of ours introduced us to each other and say "hey, my friend by the way" Thinking its just a simple greetings but it turns out to be magical.

II.

From that day on, there's something bothering me, i dont know why?

Is it you the reason that my tummy feels like there are butterflies? Yes is the answer, i think.

Thinking about you makes my heart in happiness sink.

III.

Everytime I hear my phone beep,

I hope it's your name that will appear.

Every message from you is a lifelong treasure for me to keep,

Losing it, is my greatest fear.

IV.

Sweet texts, late night calls,

This is every girl's dream,

How lucky I am that I have you doing this for me

Which everyone envy.

V.

But what is this?

All of a sudden I haven't heard of you.

Did something happened that I missed?

Oh please let me know

VI.

Did something really happened or it's just your excuses?

Are you sick of me? Would you tell me please.

I'm not used to this kind of situation,

Cuz' you spoiled me with so much attention.

VII.

Is this the end of us?

You never say a word or even just a fuss

Is there really an us?

You never say anything, how I wanted to cuss

VIII.

How i wish i can turn back time.

How i wish i could bring back all those moments worth a dime.

If only you knew how I'm missing you.

But always remember I'm still here waiting for you to say again, hello


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