History : actually I wanted to publish this in my school magazine, unluckily, my teacher said ,"tahun ni takda ruang untuk karya". Okay, I got that
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My story might be the unthinkable one, it was the heart-broken one too,although I was capable to face it, still my story was no ordinary. Frankly, I would totally understand it if anyone did not believe in it or did not have a good grasp of it and said I was trying to draw the longbow about my life, but, solemnly, this was beyond a joke. Hmm...I should stop writing this obscure statement,right? So, this was how it started, yet I didn't know how it would probably end.
Ages ago, a few years before I was born, this severe fate of mine, had started. A mysterious-looking guy, with a shock of blond hair swept back from his forehead was the one who was responsible for this. Zack. He started this, but, then he left this fate to me, to face it, alone! Zack once was bent on asking the most gorgeous girl in his college named Lisa to be his girlfriend even when on the whole, the world knew Lisa belonged to someone else. Just the same as Zack, almost half of the boys were doing the same too, even not as hard as him, they were just the same.
He would give Lisa a rose day in day out without any change. He was doing the same thing for two years and at long last, he gave up when his parents said they got another jobs which were much better than before - which meant he must be transferred to another college. Lisa knew about this and she told Zack that the world was believing in a fake story, she did not belong with anyone, and she had fallen for Zack since they first met. Love at the first sight, she was thankful that Zack loved her too, but she did not stand a chance of telling Zack the truth since the first time she received a rose from Zack. Joyously, after hearing Lisa's explanation, Zack asked her to tie the knot. Hmm,at that juncture, Zack even had made up in his mind about what their future child would be name with, and 'as easy as that', that was how my fate started.
Zack and Lisa, I was their future child, they were no other than, my parents!
A day before I was born, Zack was involved in an accident. He died when he was trying to save a cherubic toddler on the road. Poor Zack, poor Lisa...poor me more. I was born devoid of a man to be called 'dad' and moreover, with a name no one would love to have. Lisa,my mom, had told me that my father wished his child a lot and he hoped I would be able to find a real lover with my name. Well, I could not agree more and still, didn't get it how possible that was as I dare said, my name, usually made me felt like I was an ostrich with its head in the sand.
However, the worst thing just began to happen when I started my secondary school. My primary school times went smoothly - bet because I was too young then and people around me were young too. During my secondary school, when the teacher asked me to introduce myself for the first time, I was shaking like a leaf as I knew it beforehand, my classmates and even my teacher, would burst out laughing upon hearing my name. They did and I won't care because I was ready since the start for this. Still, I couldn't deny that I was hurting little by little inside - like someone was cutting my heart with the wrong knife. Just who's not going to hurt if everybody was making fun of your name!
Time passed, days after days, months after months...I was eating my heart out when I saw my friends got their own boyfriends. I was exceptional as every boy who knew my name would think twice about asking me to be their girlfriend. I still committed about the the boys to memory, when they approached me, they seemed keen on getting to know me. When they introduced themselves, I could clearly see the radiant smiles on their faces, but ,those smiles fade out with unnecessary delay soon after I introduced myself. They changed into awkward smiles and said, "ah..." and went away.
Heyy...that's it for part 1, I will write part 2 ( the last part) next time. What do you think of my story, can you guess the ending? I hope not..hoho. K, bubye!!
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