Introduction

The sky was painted with a curtain of black.There were no twinkling of the night jewels as my fingers sped across the black keyboard.The only source of light in my bedroom was the glow of the computer screen,and the only sounds that could be heard were the soft hum of the CPU,the constant ticking of the clock,the flurry of keys being pressed on the keyboard and the occasional car passing my street.I was beginning to get frustrated;the thoughts in my head just weren't coming out right.The sentences in the confined box of my monitor screen seemed awkward,out of place.I ran my fingers through my almost shoulder-length hair and let out a huge sigh.I leaned back in my chair and stretched,my muscles sighing with relief.Glancing at the round,red wall clock,I was surprised to see that it was already past 3 a.m.I'd been typing non-stop for almost 4 hours.That's a new record,I thought.I walked into the small,cream-coloured ceramic-tiled toilet in my room and splashed some water on my face.I felt a slight shock as the icy cold water came in contact with my skin.As my gaze fell upon the reflection in the white-framed square mirror,I noticed there was a brown paper bag hanging on one of the multi-coloured clothes hook.That's odd,I don't remember seeing that before.I turned around to inspect the object that caught my attention.I reached out and took the bag off the hook.I sat on the toilet seat and peered into the bag.The walls of the brown bag were lined with a thin,tissue-like paper.As I put my hands in the bag to take out its contents,I felt my fingers grip on...........

What should 'I' take out of the bag?Something scary?Nice?Surprising?You decide,and I'll come up with the continuance of the story.=P

New Sight

The evening sunlight peeked through the leaves on the big tree outside the house,causing them to look translucently green.The red leaves looking like a fire,blazing through the day.Beauty beyond comparison.Things that have always been there,suddenly look brand new again.The scent of the air,tinged with a mild perfume of hope for the days to come.Gone is the awkwardness of not knowing where I'm headed,replaced with new determination for the road ahead.The breath that I didn't realise I was holding,finally released.I'm free to roam again,without any weights holding me down.The unquenchable desire to gain new experiences and touch new lives,grows even more to an alarming height.The roads are flooded with people,moving with time,accepting all that is given to them.Without questions,expecting no answers.I shall be the one to question,and I shall be the one in search of answers.