It was Wednesday. The bank account was as red as crimson. The more she stared at her account statements, the more she went haywire.
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Williams rubbed the surface of his giant piano. He pulled away the black cloth he had used to cover the piano. He hadn't played in a while. His hands had begun to crave the sweetness that laid on the keys of the piano.He sat in front of it, and placed his hand on the white keys, unsure of what he would play. His soul and heart were the ones that determined what kind of music would flow out. His was just to follow.
Williams adjusted his collar and tapped his foot on the rug nervously. He couldn't belive he was here already, waiting to meet his 'interesting' counselor. That woman had better made his effort worth it, but more importantly than that, he was nervous too.Why? He had no idea.He looked at the empty seat beside him and nodded his head."You did well, Williams. Mario doesn't have to know about this." he said."But I could make use of some of his advices..." he added and shook his head immediately "What do you mean? I can do this on my own, I'm good at socializing too." he finally convinced himself and got down the car.He put a black shaded over his eyes. It was about time he met his date. He picked out his phone and made a call."Khm-khm. I'm at the park." he spoke into it once she picked."Great!" she replied in a voice that he considered to too loud
"Hurry up, Mykel, we have a lot to do today." Gwenevere called, matching forward.He increased his pace and closed the distance between them."I'm wondering what you're up to.""First of all, I have to apologize. I lied, there's nothing cloudy in this meeting, we're not swimming in the sky or anything. I said it would be cloudy because we're in a park called The Cloudy Park." she raised her eyebrow at him."Oh..." Williams smiled. Skilled wits uh? What a nice way to manipulate words. "I guess mentioning the cloud was supposed to be a motivation for me, because I've thrilled with the thought of diving in the sky.""You love that? Well, I'm on a mission to shaking the indoor-spirit out of you, and I've got a series of detailed plans to do that. So we'll have to start from the ground. Golf."Williams nodded slowly. Golf. "You should be go
Again.I was sitting in front of three cold faced men waiting for them to spell out the fate of my destiny. Again.I was getting used to this feel. The feel of anxiety, fear and hope. I needed this job. It was a huge factor of my happiness.The judgement of these three interviewers would determine if my life was going to get the long awaited revival or if it was going to continue being the black tormentous sea of misery I had lived in all my life."Can you introduce yourself again?" The man at the center asked.I sighed. The question gave me hope, but it also increased the depths of the possible disappointment."I'm Miss Malton. I'm 24 years old. I have good m
The room was dark. Dangerously dark.The black window blinds poured down at both sides of the room sheilding it from the hot afternoon sun that was beating against the window.The bed in the room was angled in a way that made it look like it didn't want to be seen. The room was big, really big and only the echo in the room could have projected the extremely silent music that played into the air.Williams Ostergarrd sat quaitly in the dark room, running his fingers weakly on the piano that was seated in front of him. Silent, sad music crawled out from beneath the piano. He stroked the keys so well that he made no mistake to strike any key that could suggest happiness. The music was too sad. It was music from the depths of his soul, from the deep, dark, twisted part of his heart. Only from there he brought out his music, it was consolation for his dampened soul.He rolled his neck and closed his eyes, slowly
Elizabeth decided she would break the silence."How are you, Prince Williams?"Williams was determined to keep the conversation short and quick."I'm well, Lady Elizabeth"Elizabeth nodded."Mum's been worried about you. She wants to see you."Oh, Mum. He wanted to see her too, she was the only one he was comfortable with to be himself. The other two units of his family were a part of his nightmare. He cleared his throat and looked at his wrist watch."I'll see her after my meeting" he responded"Do what you see best, Prince." she said, and that was all. They had no more to say. Their conversation couldn't possibly be more than that, else it would be very wierd and uncomfortable and would in a way transform into an argument.Williams nodded and took a step alerting her that he was done talking. Well, she too was done and she raised her foot to continue
"I almost peed my pants!" she exclaimed at Temilorun who was listening, already so consumed in laughter. "I couldn't say anything. The woman was standing in front of me like a WWE champion ready to flip me up with a summer slam"Temilorun increased
Not suicide.Jolie sighted her sister at the entrance of the living room and the tear that had welled up in her tiny eyes rolled out. Her mother and father were offering pleas, begging her to put down the knife, but Jolie, she wasn't listening. At all.