Writing short stories are my deepest passion and addiction. As a young teenager, I have always wanted to major in English and Literature but fate has prepared a different path for me. I ended up majoring in a field that requires compassion and service from the heart. However, I have never given up my dream and passion for writing and have been writing whenever time permits me too. Some of my stories are stirred by life experiences; some are by listening to my one and only favourite Ex-Korean group singers while others are based purely on the figment of my imagination.
The Wedding Card
The Wedding Card Dark gloomy clouds were gathering high up in the blue sky, performing beautiful patterns in their own way. Deep down in my heart, I was crying, just simply shattered. Oh! Dear God. Why ever did I fall in love with him? I never expected my first love...
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Too Late I walked doggedly along the serene shore, aware of the waves washing away the fine sand. In my heart, there was great pain but I could do was to control it. I looked at the sea. It was so peaceful and calm. I wished I were the foam of the waves just like the...
read moreHer Unexpected Gift
Her Unexpected Gift The phone rang insistently, waking me from my deep slumber. I wanted to sleep in longer for it was a weekend for I had a long late Saturday night with my friends. I put out my hand to pick up the very irritating call, telling myself that I am going...
read moreLove Child
Love Child As I turned into the driveway, my stomach somersaulted and I looked very anxiously at my wife, beside me. She patted my hand and said that everything will be all right. I looked at the rear mirror, studying the serious looking child who was looking out of...
read moreHalf Breed
Half Breed I was traversing through the narrow alleys of Shinjuku Golden Street, enjoying the neon lights. The night was still young as the street was still bustling with young people from various walks of life. Just I turned into the lane that would lead me back to...
read moreLittle Rose – Chapter 1 – Rose
Little Rose - Chapter 1 - Rose To what extend we human beings can stoop low, with full of malice, hatred and unforgiving nature towards the less fortune. Here is my story… Keith! Keith! I screamed. Please save me. Keith!!!!! What had happened to him when he was struck...
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Little Rose - Chapter 2 – Keith Rose!!!!! Keith screamed in agony and opened his eyes. It was total darkness in the room. The antiseptic smell in the room was so nauseating. He tossed and turned in his bed, trying to rise up from the bed but his body was not listening...
read moreLittle Rose – Chapter 3 – A New Beginning
Little Rose – Chapter 3 – A New Beginning When I gain my consciousness next, I heard a gentle voice calming me down. “Don’t touch your face, my child. The acid bottle left by your attacker at your opened grave, had destroyed your face totally…
read moreLittle Rose – Chapter 4 – After 6 Years
Little Rose - Chapter 4 – After 6 Years I sat into a regular routine of finding jobs and going out for long walk along the ocean with Barry. One day, on father insistence, I went out with father to a café. I caught a glimpse of a familiar figure and laughter....
read moreLittle Rose – Chapter 5 – Working with Keith
Little Rose – Chapter 5 – Working with Keith I started my work studiously after having the serious talk with father. Keith was not in for most of the time and I got a better glimpse of Keith’s office. He was a very neat and a meticulous person. He had arranged his...
read moreLittle Rose – Chapter 6 – After meeting Angela
Little Rose – Chapter 6 – After meeting Angela I sat silently in the car. Mr. Brown noticed my sniffling and asked if everything was okay. I nodded my head. When the car turned into the driveway and stopped, I quickly alighted from the car. I needed to talk to father....
read moreLittle Rose – Chapter 7 – No trace of Rose and Keith’s outbreak of anger
No trace of Rose and Keith’s outbreak of anger I was backed to work as usual. Keith avoided me too and only calls me into his office whenever he needed some documents to be sorted out, typed or re-typed.
read moreLittle Rose – Chapter 8 – Rebuilding friendship with Keith, Bob and Angela
Little Rose – Chapter 8 – Rebuilding friendship with Keith, Bob and Angela Keith was so worried when Kim informed him about my sick leave. He had asked Kim for my residential number. Keith also called Bob over to his office and asked Bob about me. Bob was so puzzle at...
read moreLittle Rose – Chapter 9 – Christmas party and revelation of identity
Little Rose – Chapter 9 – Christmas party and revelation of identity A week before Christmas Day was the Christmas party that was to be held at the Westin New York at Times Square. As it was drizzling on the Christmas party day, father asked Mr. Brown to drop me in...
read moreLittle Rose – Chapter 10 – Questions about Rose’s Identity
I do not know where I was. I was twisting, turning, tossing and crying in my dream. After fighting with my demons, I suddenly heard father’s gentle voice in my head. He was trying to wake me up. “Daffodil, my child. Come to your senses. Your father is here. I will not let anyone to hurt you my child. Barry is also waiting for you…
read moreLittle Rose – Chapter 11 – What happened 6 years ago
Little Rose – Chapter 11 – What happened 6 years ago Father was listening quietly to Bob and looking at Keith distressed state. It was very obvious to father that Keith was in a shock state. Everything was left to Bob and it then hit father that both cousins shared a...
read moreLittle Rose – Chapter 12 – A Happy Reunion
Little Rose – Chapter 12 – A Happy Reunion I do not know how long I laid in my deep sleep. I could hear people moving in and out from my room. Barry was always at my feet. Father was always there, talking to me and coaxing me to wake. Keith was there and I was...
read moreLittle Rose – Chapter 13 – Ending and a Wedding
Little Rose – Chapter 13 – Ending and a Wedding Father gave Keith full permission to court me even though I have a curfew time of coming home before ten in the evening. The moment I was home, I was to give my full attention to father and Barry. No calls were to be...
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