A feeling of Nostalgia12 years ago… in Trento"Baby baby don't cry, don't you know there's someone who loves you and watches over you""Baby baby don't cry, you are more beautiful when you smile."Mom was the most beautiful person I knew, she had a soothing voice and the prettiest smile. I watched her sing to me as my shrugging shoulders eased from a long-lasting sob. I had misplaced my doll in the rain and ran to mom with eyes full oftears."It's okay Caro mio," she wiped off the fluid travelling down my nose. "Hush now baby, I would get another doll."My sobs ceased and I looked up at Mom, wiping away my tears with the back of my hand."You want me to get you another?" She asked me with glitter in her eyes. I nodded, inhaling the fluid back into my nose."Okay baby, then don't cry anymore." She lifted me and placed a kiss on my cheeks."Daddy is going to take it from here while I head to work," Mom called out for Dad who came running down the stairs and lifted me away from Mom."
Behind the shadows Proud jocks, flying cheerleaders, athletes who wanted to split their guts, joggers and stand-up comedians. The building was filled with the likes of different students from different schools."Woah!!" Claire exclaimed, "This is truly one way to take a vacation." Her eyes brimming with happiness.It was only natural for Claire to feel like she was in heaven here, both she and Ariana loved the outdoor life. Unlike me…"So there would be a pairing of three," one of the instructors said. "Pick your partners and move forward to the table by your right and pick your keys."The rush came, and everyone hurried to pick their favourite. I was clustered by Ariana and Claire, whom I didn't find any issues with. Then my eyes moved away from their smiley faces and met Lola's. She stood alone while others picked and moved past her to pick people close to her.A replay of high school played before my eyes. Somehow, I had found my way in Tulane, and even though not everyone liked
What we don't chase sometimes chases us3 weeks ago….. Leaving the premises of the school to come to stay with Dad was the best decision I had made. The stress was relieved and my worries were gone, well…some of them.The group chat I had created for my research a few weeks back was still functioning. The messages came in tons, the victory report of our research. We passed, and everyone was happy, everyone except Nico. Because he couldn't complete the research, he was given a D minus.I scrolled up in search of his name so I could send in a private message, but my hands stopped typing at the remembrance of who he was."It won't hurt your pride to call him," Nanny must have noticed me toying with my phone and debating with my mind. I pulled my gaze away from the empty can't and looked at Nanny."Call you?" I had no idea where Nanny was driving at."The man that has made you moody since you came in, the man that has you checking your phone every minute and every second, the man you ar
Try to hideWith a mix of urgency and apprehension, Nico guided me away from the prying eyes of his nemesis who might be hiding somewhere in the crowd. He sought refuge in a secluded clearing area."How do you know about werewolf hunters?" Nico asked, his voice barely a whisper.My eyes held a mixture of fear and determination. "I don't. You just mentioned now that they are one of the people who might hurt your kind." I moved closer to him so no one else heard me. "There has been a man watching your movements, his presence casting a shadow of unease."Nico's mind raced, and his eyes began to confirm his darkest fears. I could feel his heart pound up against his ribs, a drumbeat of anticipation and dread."What do these hunters want? And how can they hurt you?" I asked, my voice trembling slightlyNico's eyes narrowed, his mind recalling the demise of his kind who were before them. "To eradicate us from the earth," he answered. "They see us as nothing but beasts to be chained and kille
The air was electric with excitement as Ariana and I greeted Claire with congratulatory hugs and cheers, we couldn't be more proud of her. We spent the next few hours celebrating Claire's success, sharing stories and laughter."Yours was the greatest Claire," Ariana praised Claire's painting. "I would totally buy it in an exhibition."Claire had a face of gratitude "Oh Ariana, you are really something." She hugged Ariana and they both chuckled."Congratulations again Claire," I said, holding her hands. "We are very happy for you. Did you see that tall guy that looked like he was going to paint the entire arena if he was allowed to?" I asked amused.They laughed out "Yes I saw him," Ariana said in-between a laugh. "He really wore so much confidence, like his father was part of the judges."We all laughed again. "Well boo..to him then," Claire raised her medal in victory, and we went in for a last hug."Tomorrow they will meet a 21st-century Whitney Houston," Ariana praised herself as w
The journey back to school was a long and quiet one. The school authorities had been informed about Garry's death, and a message was sent across, stating the withdrawal of the school to pay respect to the dead and perform the normal rites.Nico and the pack howled all night after the death of Garry. I could feel the hurt, the pain and the sadness they felt. It was not a delightful experience losing one of your own, I know this because I lost Mom.Everywhere I turned on the bus, sorrowful faces. Nico faced the window and Lola had her headsets on as usual. Richard and Thomas, the other guys whom I found out their names the night Garry died, had their eyes closed and their heads rested at the back of their seats. Ariana and Claire were ignoring me, most especially Ariana.She had gotten super upset about me not staying to celebrate with her and had assumed I wasn't happy with her win. I hadn't seen Micheal since the last time at the auditorium. What was supposed to be a blissful vacation
Under the soft glow of candlelight, the school paid their respects to Garry, a beloved friend to some, a classmate to some and a bully to others. The air was heavy with grief as they shared stories and memories of Garry. Who would have known he had a good side….I stood silently amidst the flickering flames, my heart heavy with sorrow. I still couldn't believe Garry was gone. Nico stood over the other side of the crowd and held up his candlelight in deep remembrance and agony."He wasn't so bad after all," Ariana let the tears form in her eyes as she listened to the students talk about Garry. I knew she reminisced the other day on the bus when they were on each other's necks.I reached out and held her hand. She wasn't the only person who felt bad about not being able to see the good side of Garry, I was too.Although the gathering was spearheaded by family, friends and acquaintances, I somehow still had an eerie feeling that the hunter was close by and he was going to act again. "I
Silence hung heavy in the air as Nico and I were bound to chairs in the centre of the room. I had no idea how we got there but I knew when I opened my eyes, I was dizzy and was tied in a room filled with weapons.Nico was still unconscious from the hit. I struggled to free myself from the chair, but then the hunter walked."In a hurry to leave are we?" he mocked. "The party has not even started yet."He moved closer to Nico with a bucket filled with liquid inside. "Stop!! what are you doing?" I screamed at him, scared of his next act on Nico.He splashed the liquid on Nico and I realised it was just water. Nico came back to consciousness in an instant."Let us out of here Crazy man," I yelled.He turned and gave me a cold look that sent shivers down my spine. "Crazy man? You are the crazy one," his voice pitched with bitterness. "You are crazy to follow the likes of this when you know what they can do to people."He looked at me in disgust. "Does your friend know about your secrets an