Chapter 3
Nov. 24, 1987
I wake up to bad 80's musik and the smell of beer. I look to see that there is the bus driver. I look up at him and rub my eyes. He smiles.
"Morning miss I hate to bother anda but anda been on this bus ever since mid night and well...I came to collect pay"
"Well that's very kind of anda sir to say that but at this time I really do not have any money to give you. Nor do i have any money to even give myself. I am sorry."
"Well I am sorry miss but I will have to call the cops then."
"Go ahead its not like I am not wanted oleh them already.."
"What was that remark mam?"
"Nothing"
I sat still and watched him make his way up to the front of the bus and reach for his bus phone. I saw a piece of broken glass on the floor so I picked it up and hid it behind my back. I started to walk slowly toward the front. Like a harimau kumbang, panther stalking his pray...slowly...then I took the glass and stabbed him right through his wind pipe. The blood was warm as it hit my face. And I took the glass and did it again. I saw hat his facial expression was the same one that Matt had made when I had stabbed him. He then turned around grabbed the kerah of my kemeja and tried to say something. Although the word was not very clear it sounded as if he berkata "thank you"
Once again I had done something I shouldn't have done. So I started to run again. I ran into a thrift toko and looked around.
" may I help anda miss?" The man said.
"No..no one can help"
Then his smile quickly dropped and he turned around.
"Wait. Maybe anda can. Do anda guys sell switch blades here?"
He turned back around and started to speak.
"Yes. They are over there in that back corner."
"Great. What about lipstick? atau any black clothing?...wigs maybe?"
"yes. Over there. Are anda alright miss?"
"yes never been better. anda have a nice hari sir"
'Uhhh..thanks anda to..'clears throat' miss
I walk out of the store and into a dark alley..then I see a deserted old hotel so i welcome myself in. I look around. No one here so might as well live here. So i go up the dusty old steps and into the bathroom. I looked into the cracked glass and smile. Then I dressed myself and caked my face with makeup.
"Show time"
To be continued...
"Thanks...and anda to mam"
I was as good as an actress as it was gonna get. Amazingly he actually fell for it.
Nov. 24, 1987
I wake up to bad 80's musik and the smell of beer. I look to see that there is the bus driver. I look up at him and rub my eyes. He smiles.
"Morning miss I hate to bother anda but anda been on this bus ever since mid night and well...I came to collect pay"
"Well that's very kind of anda sir to say that but at this time I really do not have any money to give you. Nor do i have any money to even give myself. I am sorry."
"Well I am sorry miss but I will have to call the cops then."
"Go ahead its not like I am not wanted oleh them already.."
"What was that remark mam?"
"Nothing"
I sat still and watched him make his way up to the front of the bus and reach for his bus phone. I saw a piece of broken glass on the floor so I picked it up and hid it behind my back. I started to walk slowly toward the front. Like a harimau kumbang, panther stalking his pray...slowly...then I took the glass and stabbed him right through his wind pipe. The blood was warm as it hit my face. And I took the glass and did it again. I saw hat his facial expression was the same one that Matt had made when I had stabbed him. He then turned around grabbed the kerah of my kemeja and tried to say something. Although the word was not very clear it sounded as if he berkata "thank you"
Once again I had done something I shouldn't have done. So I started to run again. I ran into a thrift toko and looked around.
" may I help anda miss?" The man said.
"No..no one can help"
Then his smile quickly dropped and he turned around.
"Wait. Maybe anda can. Do anda guys sell switch blades here?"
He turned back around and started to speak.
"Yes. They are over there in that back corner."
"Great. What about lipstick? atau any black clothing?...wigs maybe?"
"yes. Over there. Are anda alright miss?"
"yes never been better. anda have a nice hari sir"
'Uhhh..thanks anda to..'clears throat' miss
I walk out of the store and into a dark alley..then I see a deserted old hotel so i welcome myself in. I look around. No one here so might as well live here. So i go up the dusty old steps and into the bathroom. I looked into the cracked glass and smile. Then I dressed myself and caked my face with makeup.
"Show time"
To be continued...
"Thanks...and anda to mam"
I was as good as an actress as it was gonna get. Amazingly he actually fell for it.
Dear Obi,
It has been forever since i seen anda last. When will anda come home?
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Dear Lorrain,
I wish i could tell anda how i feel.
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Dear Obi,
why dont anda answer me back?
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Dear Lorrain,
Its hard to explain, i dont think i can make anda understand.
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Dear Obi,
why what is it anda want to say?
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Dear Lorrain,
I know we were friends but i think i cinta you.
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It has been forever since i seen anda last. When will anda come home?
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Dear Lorrain,
I wish i could tell anda how i feel.
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Dear Obi,
why dont anda answer me back?
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Dear Lorrain,
Its hard to explain, i dont think i can make anda understand.
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Dear Obi,
why what is it anda want to say?
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Dear Lorrain,
I know we were friends but i think i cinta you.
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Still I tampil No Pain
© Sarah
I don’t scream
I don’t tampil no fear
I tampil hate
My face was burning
I wanted to die
Pleasure themselves
But torture me
I don’t cry
Not giving them the satisfaction
Smacked around
Beat down
Still I tampil now pain
Harder and Harder
Still I tampil no pain
Cursing
Still I tampil no pain
Inside me
Still I tampil no pain
About 2 hours
Felt like a life time
Everything they hoped for they didn’t get
Until I got home
I cried my eyes out
In the shower
I cried my eyes out
On my bed
I cried my eyes out
Best friends shoulder
I cried my eyes out
When ever I think about it
I cry my eyes out
When someone touches me
I feel it again
Until I’m aware that its someone I love
And I grow comfortable again
Source: Still I tampil No Pain, Rape Poems link
© Sarah
I don’t scream
I don’t tampil no fear
I tampil hate
My face was burning
I wanted to die
Pleasure themselves
But torture me
I don’t cry
Not giving them the satisfaction
Smacked around
Beat down
Still I tampil now pain
Harder and Harder
Still I tampil no pain
Cursing
Still I tampil no pain
Inside me
Still I tampil no pain
About 2 hours
Felt like a life time
Everything they hoped for they didn’t get
Until I got home
I cried my eyes out
In the shower
I cried my eyes out
On my bed
I cried my eyes out
Best friends shoulder
I cried my eyes out
When ever I think about it
I cry my eyes out
When someone touches me
I feel it again
Until I’m aware that its someone I love
And I grow comfortable again
Source: Still I tampil No Pain, Rape Poems link
I know it's cheesy, but i have no other way to put it
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anda see me cry,
anda see me bleed,
anda see my hurt,
so why wont anda talk to me?
anda see me look at anda when anda walk by,
when you're not looking, i sit and cry.
How does it feel,
when the one anda love,
thinks you're a freak?
You're the person,
that makes me smile,
but also make me sad,
and when anda smile,
at that other girl,
why does it hurt so bad?
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Tell me, are anda in cinta with someone who thinks you're weird? Tell me..... Please, because when he walks oleh me, I feel like my world is falling apart because he doesnt even like me back :'(
---------------------------------------------------
anda see me cry,
anda see me bleed,
anda see my hurt,
so why wont anda talk to me?
anda see me look at anda when anda walk by,
when you're not looking, i sit and cry.
How does it feel,
when the one anda love,
thinks you're a freak?
You're the person,
that makes me smile,
but also make me sad,
and when anda smile,
at that other girl,
why does it hurt so bad?
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Tell me, are anda in cinta with someone who thinks you're weird? Tell me..... Please, because when he walks oleh me, I feel like my world is falling apart because he doesnt even like me back :'(
(The Ones I love) My Family
I remember when we first met
And I remember anda smiling
Can it be true?
That one day
anda would be my everything
I remember growing up
I remember the laughter that we shared
And remember anda taught me
to seize the moment
and one hari I will prove to anda and me
Can't be right
All m life you've been there for me
And I don't know what I'll do
When anda leave me in the end
But I wish we could just
Stay together forever
But I know that one day
You'll have to leave me all the same
I wonder if anda know
How much I cinta you
And beleive that every word is true
You've watched me grow up strong
And I know it might seem wrong
But you've earned your rest
So rest your head and dream for me
Can't be right
All my life you've been there for me
And I don't know what I'll do
When anda leave me in the end
But I wish we could just
stay together forever
But I know that one hari
You'll leavev me all the same
I remember when we first met
And I remember anda smiling
Can it be true?
That one day
anda would be my everything
I remember growing up
I remember the laughter that we shared
And remember anda taught me
to seize the moment
and one hari I will prove to anda and me
Can't be right
All m life you've been there for me
And I don't know what I'll do
When anda leave me in the end
But I wish we could just
Stay together forever
But I know that one day
You'll have to leave me all the same
I wonder if anda know
How much I cinta you
And beleive that every word is true
You've watched me grow up strong
And I know it might seem wrong
But you've earned your rest
So rest your head and dream for me
Can't be right
All my life you've been there for me
And I don't know what I'll do
When anda leave me in the end
But I wish we could just
stay together forever
But I know that one hari
You'll leavev me all the same