Dear
reader,
Are
you fond of reading some stories? Every one has various reasons to express that
she/he adores several kinds of stories which can change their moods in various
condition. Sometime, some people do not like romance, controversial, clashing, or religiousness as well. But most people hardly
dislike with a story whose element of hilarity or humor. It is regarded as the
strongest tool to catch a wide smile behind the gloomy moods. As for me, I can
not get away to read an amusing story. But I also can not skip all aspects of
life above. I love a religious novels spiced with a little humor and others and
involving loving story, perhaps it is caused by a green age. How about you?
Along
a student’s rush on fifth level commonly, I interrupted to crash down my finger, brain, and feeling to attain the
light at the end of the tunnel. In this novel, I will mix up those kinds of
stories above tend to a boy’s life story which have caught my inspiration to
write it down. And I bet you will be attracted to my first writing which pull
up from the massive motivation story inspired by a wise word “MAN JADDA WA JADA”
Keep
your attentions to get the catchy feely story bellow, won’t you?
Sincerely,
Echa
Mank Axis
VEGETABLE GUY
Walked in the morning smog twirling around the air,
while Monday vehicles crawling along the road at high speed, stopped her steps waiting for the crowd being
passed at the border of the road, Marry
stared her eyes blur-opened at the dark blue coat guy driving the worst
motorcycle among other vehicles she saw, and an old woman sitting on a bunch
of vegetables tightly held the guy’s
coat. Seemed, he was in hurry and forced
his motorcycle to shot past after the vehicles front him.
Marry stood still with feeling of compassion on her face, and was
shocked by a tapping hand on her shoulder.
“ Marry,
what the hell are you looking at?
“come
on, the vehicles have passed at all and we are almost being late.” A girl
beside her muttered.
That was a Monday morning which
greatly caught the deepest feel of a curious girl. Marry would never waste the sight she saw this morning, it was
drawn on her face which being dazed and apprehensive.
Seated in the corner chair at the
class, leaning back with her un thrilled eyes, Marry opened today’s material
slowly. Further, she was awakened by a thundering sound of a man at the head of
the class shouted “ life is difficult, and we should prepare for our futures by
setting realistic goals. And the only place that success comes before work is
in the dictionary.”
Marry could hardly think that she was
sitting on the wrong class, in which it was next to her class that should be entered.
Shamefully, she directly moved on and tried to open the door-handle of the
class.
“Close the door
outside please!” a lecturer tensely instructed at the middle of a lecture.
She smiled, her
eyes misting and answered “yes sir.”
Nobody
wanted to be expelled from the class. Nothing and nobody could be blamed on
that situation, Marry thought it was her fault at all and she’d been more aware
in that time that being late was the worst thing she ever done.
Marry
shrugged, trying not to look too frustrated, she seated on the floor beside her
class’ slammed door. Waiting the class ended, a book she held was being her
pouring thing to read. A couple minute later, she paused her reading for a
moment, stared at a dark blue coat guy going out of the class.
“Is
that guy selling the vegetables in this campus?” her mind said.
She
hadn’t continued reading while she’d been thinking about the guy whom she saw
on the road this morning. There probably had been a frown line etched on her
face.
Marry
went along the guy walking down the stair hurriedly to the parking area at the
head of the building. The guy glanced over the girl behind him, but he just
ignored and continued his step further to the dull motorcycle. Marry stood
still at the top of down stair and pursed her lips, “Who’s he, what’s he doing
over here?”
Considering
the situation, she merely decided to walk back to the class and dawdled with
thousands questions whirling in her brain. Suddenly, a hard someone’s crash hit
her left hand, but none of she needed to be said in her defense.
“Oh,
sorry I am in hurry!” he apologized.
She
tried to smile, though seemed cross of something he had done to her. With heavy
step, she went closer the doorstep of the class, because it seemed had changed
the next lesson. Before opening the door-handle, a piece of paper in the book swung
by breezy wind outside, cancelled her steps to come into the class. Looked down
and took over it on the floor she seated just now. The worst thing won’t be repeated
initially, so that she hurried to grasp it and strode to the class.
Next day………???
· Why is Marry very curious about a dark blue coat guy?
· Guess what will be happened with Marry and the guy?
It
will be continued……………
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