Recent Content by gerlert_fav2005

Hey you guys! Its been a while since I've been here and all, so I apoligize.
I have been distracted by many things like school, family problems, and stuffs. But now I have time for myself again... Yay! =D
What I like to show here is actually a short story my boyfriend made for me. I promised him that I was going to show it to all my friends, so that is the reason why it's here. =3
Leave your comments here so that my boyfriend can read and do better! It will be greatly apreciated!

A girl, a young girl, lived her childhood enjoying life, abundant with joy and peace as every child should. And her parents, as every parent should, nourish her with love, security, and words of wise. The sky was still blue and the grass was green and crisp. Their enormous house was known for its ridiculous arrangement of all sorts of colors. And laughter, true laughter, was its notable noise as it mingled in the air with its delighful music that the house brings. But, from the horizon, dark clouds gathered from a close distance. Frightened, the family moved away. All except the young girl, for she was resting her small head, unaware what strife her life shall endure. Rain began to pour violently, flooding the grass. And the sky was hidden from sight as the dark cloud grew in size, in an alarming rate, by excessively devouring each innocent cloud. Oh! How that young girl heard their cries, to have their dreams, to have residency of the big, blue sky, swallowed whole by the gluttonous storm cloud. As each random thunderclap grew louder, the girl pictured in her thoughts that an army of seraphs were pitting against each other to see who would remain dominant in the heavens. Nobody won.

As the cloud grew, so did the girl, as it should be. Days became weeks, weeks turned to months, and months transformed into years. And the girl was a young woman. While her innocence still intact, her beauty blossom.
Yet as she grew, so did the hopes of the storm to vanish and the hope of her family coming back, was slowly declining. And her fear of the storm quickly inclined. It came to pass that her eyes were flooded with tears and her cheeks were red. Seeing how horrific reality had made her to be, she made a forever-smiling mask. But the mask never worked, so, to cope with this life, she dreamt many dreams; that the storm was never real. That peculiar creatures were concocted within her mind, filling the vacancy of her house, music, strange music would return; darkness was brought into light as reality is rejected by the more accepting fantasy she created. There was a white sky and purple sun and the clouds were any color they chose to be. Her parents were home and she had a new friend, a delusional imp named D. But as her mind frolics within the valley of dreams, her body and soul remain trap within the house. This boring house, with its disappearing colors and silent rooms, was part of her life now.

One night, a stranger, trying to find shelter, came through the young woman's door. He recognized the decaying walls, the moldy ceilings; every element of this house he found so familiar. He knew that there was a tormented soul that inhabits this house. The masked woman asked of his name.

"Nobody" he replied
"Nobody? But you have to be Somebody!"
"Do you think I could be Somebody?"
"I know you could be Somebody."
"But doesn't that count for Anybody?"
"No. Since Anybody is almost as Everybody. But you're Nobody so you're almost as Somebody."
She, being a polite host, gave him a tour around the house. Though there was no need; the rooms were all filled with silence and forgotten memories.

"Why do you wear that mask?"
"Because nobody cares.
"And what if I do care, you shouldn't wear such a mask."
"Why do you care?"
"Because you care first."
He sat down on the floor and said, "You see, I've traveled not far from here, searching for something. In my travels, I've heard and seen all sorts of people. But few I kept to my heart as my friends. You, young lady, are one of the few who care."
She told him her story, her past, her dreams, of how her life once was. Touched by her story, by her kindness, he asked her, when the storm ends, if she would like to be taken away from her house and travel around the world.

"...I don't know. The storm-"
"What about the storm?"
"It scares me."
"That storm is the least of your worries. There will be more storms when we travel. I've been through many storms, one took a life away from me. And one, I nearly escaped from. But I got away from her! But to be destroyed, it is not our fate. With me by your side, I shall shape our dreams into reality, our reality."
"Will the storm end?"
"Right now, it looks as if it'll continue, but nothing lasts forever. This storm will disappear and a shining new rainbow will glow. Nothing lasts forever, both good and bad things come to an end. The only exception is love and soul."
"Do I have to take off my mask?"
"Yes."
With hesitation she removed the disturbing mask, and revealed glassy eyes and red cheeks.
"I'm just ugly" she said
"Not true, you just haven't smiled yet."
"But I've worn-"
"I meant really smile."
"What's there to smile at? I hate me, this house, everything!"
"But life is funny. I would've smell so bad, weren't for the rain!"
She chuckled. And she smiled the most radiant smile Nobody ever saw.
"Now that's beautiful
"That isn't funny" She said.
"Well, its funny for me to be Somebody, but I believe in it! Thanks to you."
"You will?"
"Sure. Do you want to- I don't know -witness it yourself one day?"
"YES!"

And they kept each other company. Eventually, their friendship will grow into love. Sweet, impassionate love. And they both share dreams, only to have them fulfilled as reality. And Nobody became Somebody; thanks to the young woman. And all their dreams, their goals came true...

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