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WEDDING DRAMA

The music was good. The smell of fried rice filled the section she was in,which was just behind where the bride and groom were seated.
Marilyn sighed, So far so good. More guests were pouring  in. The gifts were being loaded up  and her daughter's dress was fantastic. This was indeed going to be a great day . She only wished--Ada's father had been alive   to see it. Too bad she'd had to sacrifice him to a bloodthirsty spirit for a beauty-potion.
"Do you need a lighter?" Came a man's voice.

I'M NOT CRAZY!

Paula took a drag from her cigarette. "Doesn't get any easier, does it?"

I rolled my head back and stared at the night sky. The stars were in a good mood. It was too cold for a Tee-shirt but I didn't feel like going inside or coming under mum's scrutiny again.

Paula scoffed. "What? You're gonna ignore me?"

"Let her be, Paula," Carla said "she's had a tough month."

Good old Carla! Always standing up for me.

"I say, come clean and tell your mum the truth." Leila said. She was sitting on the grass, a few feet away. Her legs were crossed and her long hair draped over her petite face.

I tried to look away, but her hair was so beautiful.

Carla's leather jacket rustled next to me on the bench. "That's not an option, Leila. I thought we were supposed to be helping out."

Paula let out some smoke. This was one bad habit I would never understand. "This is a waste of time. Linda isn't strong enough…

DO I DESERVE A SECOND CHANCE?

Okay, his clothes were nothing to go on; he wore a black T-shirt and a pair of blue jeans. There were no labels in sight and he was wearing sandals.

Hmmm.

No wrist-watch, no bracelet or necklace.

I mean, who does that?

Aside from us meeting up at a fairly classy bar, there was nothing to tell me if my blind date were a rich guy or a brokeass.

I know what you're thinking; I'm materialistic and vain. But news flash guys! ALL WOMEN ARE.

It's in our genes to want comfort.

THE CHANGE

"Say that again...?" Dad's fork still hovering.

I stopped slouching and sat up. I'd expected this."I want to be a Vampire," my voice was surprisingly loud. Then again, I'd just had spicy food. It always did wonders to my vocal chords.

Dad threw Mum his famous 'Really?' expression.

"Don't look at me," she shrugged. Trust my mum to throw me under the bus. And to think we'd talked about it only minutes ago.

"I think it's a cool idea," David said in his sing-song manner.

"Eat your food, Davy!" Dad ordered. My eight year old brother's face returned to his plate.


But not before giving me a quick thumbs up.

"Do you even know what you're asking?" Samantha said.

"I wasn't asking, I was 'informing' my family."

Dad returned to his plate, "There'll be no talk of vampiring,  mermaiding or werewolfing---."

"Mum...?" Samantha looked like she were abou…

DEATH EXPERIENCE!

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"I'm the Spirit of death, I've come to take you to the afterlife," the man in white said.

"Why?" She shrugged.

The had a confused expression on his face.


"What do you mean why? You're dead!"

She stared awkwardly at her surroundings, "U sure?"

"I can't believe you're even asking me that.


Aren't you seeing your body?"

FUNNY STORY AT THE ATM MACHINE!

There were at least two dozen sweaty faces behind me. The line ahead was nearly as long. I wondered if there was still money in the machine. The headache was growing up to be a migraine. Sweat beads dribbled up and down my skin like soccer players at injury time.

"E be like say ATM na to carry mat come o!" Another voice said.

It was forty-eight hours to the new year. It was either I was going to remain a law abiding citizen or I was going to go to jail for savagely beating someone to death at an ATM.

I was seriously leaning towards the latter.

The fat woman at the machine had more than three cards with her and seemed to be receiving a how-to-use-an-ATM-machine tutorial from another fat woman.

HAPPY NEW YEAR GUYS!

THEY SAY TIME IS LIKE A FLOWING RIVER. NO MOMENT PASSES BENEATH YOUR FEET TWICE. SO CHERISH EVERY MOMENT THAT LIFE GIVES YOU.


THIS NEW YEAR IS A BLANK BOOK. OUR SOLE WISH IS FOR YOU TO CONVERT IT TO A BEAUTIFUL STORY.

 HAPPY NEW YEAR GUYS.