HUNGRY STREETS

Ambition, will and little dreams are just some simple tools to conquer the whole world. Some people in this world got these simple tools in there back pockets of their brains, such as Alexander the great, Hitler and many other great and not so great people who conquers the world, just for there own reasons of wealth and power. So these tools are the main cause of all the turmoil, bloodshed, hunger and poverty, the world wars caused so much unrest and planted a seed of hunger on this lovely Earth. So the title of this story and the starting paragraph of introduction placed a image in your head that this story is again about misery, pain and all crying. But infect this story is starts from here, thousand lights flashing just like loads of fireflies gathered around in one place, celebrating and dance. And in all that gilts and glam was a place full of people, full of rich, famous and hungry people. Rich and famous are understandable but why they were hungry and for what.

            All those people were hungry for something good to eat, they were in a restaurant. A restaurant named rues affamées; it is a French word for “hungry streets”. What was so special about that place which drove all those rich and famous people to come and eat there? So this the main story how this restaurant became famous, who build it and how. In all the rich and famous people, there was and old man was sitting. The wrinkles and the smile on his face tell his story. His shivering hands grabbing the papers so gently and with lose grip. He was the owner of the restaurant. But he had this shabby and dusty personality, non like those people around him. He was just like rust on a silver shiny sword. Everything around him was just not contrasting with his personality. Now I don’t know how to start this story, the story which only the old man knew and was kept deep in his heart. That was the reason for the smile on the face.

             So this old man named Bruce was once a small business man, he used to go out of his country for trading, basically he was a trader. He used to travel all over the world because of his lumpy business. He used to travel day and night just to get to one place. He use to travel in his own old boat. The boat was not like a huge expensive yacht instead it was old miserable piece of wood. But for Bruce it was the trustiest companion, just like a family member. Bruce doesn’t have any family members; he lived his own live singly. Sea was one of his family members, the sea which was so wide and blue. When ever Bruce used to get sad or little down, he used to sit along his boat and used to talk to the deep blue sea. He use to share all his secret with the sea just like a friend and all his pain and sorrow of being lonely synced in the depth of the deep sea and he use to feel better. Some people find happiness in little things they have.

            One day the sea turned so violent, just like it was also made at something. The sky turn black, as the clouds swallowed the bright sun. Everything became so dark and mysterious; Bruce smelled death in the fast harsh winds. He had never seen such beastly waves. As they hit Bruce’s old wooden boat, sounded like million of lighting bolts stuck down the earth. Bruce heart raced to its maximum speed because he knew that he was about to crushed just like they were made up of toothpicks. His boat was no match for the mighty waves. It felt like the blue sea had a broken heart and destroying everything in misery. The blue sea which use to take away all the sorrows was about to take Bruce’s life. But friends never hurt their own friends, Bruce survived the mighty waves but all his trading goods were lost with the giant waves, now he got nothing to do. Bruce was left alone only with his boat and the wide blue sea.

           He again sit down with his feet dumped in the mighty sea and shared all his sorrows with it. His tears added more salt to the sea as his tears drop in the might sea. But he didn’t lose hope, got hope, hope to carry on no matter what happens. So he went inside his deck grab a bottle of old British whiskey and cheered to a new start, a start he himself didn’t know about. Something knocked in back of his head; I was an idea for a new start. He got whole sea and a trustworthy boat on his side. So he decided to carry on traveling all around the world but this not for trading just to see the entire world. So he traveled with a dream to see all the magnificent places of the world. He started his endless journey by going to France first. He traveled the entire France, the most romantic place of the world. But Bruce didn’t want to indulge in any false relationship so she kept his focus on his dream. In his tour in France he learned all types of Croissants, pastries and all other famous cousins of French. Then he went to Italy, the soccer loving land. He enjoyed every bit of Italy because he saw the most outrageous wonder of world, the leaning tower of Pisa. In Italy he learned the famous ice-cream locally called gelato. He got few money in his pockets so he didn’t eat all those things he learned, instead he learned the entire good thing so he can go back home and make then for himself to eat. With ambitions to fulfill his dreams without anything to give for, Bruce use to work in the famous restaurants as a janitor .Just like Bruce In all those streets where he learned all those cousins, there were the dark sides off those glamorous places, some where too dark to even describe.

            Hunger and poverty was creeping in the deepest and the darkest ally of those streets. Bruce saw something undesirable to watch, there were family so poor to even get the basic necessities of life. Where there were glamorous building and monuments, there was this unseen world so disturbing. When Bruce saw the disturbing image, his heart sank in to the same deep blue sea he used to travel. Child abuse, adultery all sin roll down in the streets just like stray dogs. But the biggest shock was that people don’t have anything to eat. Huger was the main problem for all the sins that were caused. It was a jaw dropping to see such unrest and misery among the poor. The picture was embedded in Bruce’s mind with such a impact the he started thinking for a cure, a cure to help all those miserable people. But he had nothing to help those people, to get those children out of those slums. So with a deep heart Bruce carry on with his trip, so he when to Rome. Rome a country of the great gladiators and the huge arenas, it was a might country. Bruce developed a great love for cooking in Rome and his previous countries he had been to. In Rome he learned all types of pastas, he even remember all the names of pastas such as fettuccine and tortellini.

             So after enjoying all the breath taking places of Rome, he left Europe and when to turkey, the mystical place of Sufis and the most outrageous Muslim architectural work of art. Bruce had never seen such breath taking mosques in his entire life; the whole place had a magical, fairy tale like touch. The aroma of the water pipes locally know as the hookah or even sheesha and the traditional teas took Bruce to one of the local café. The café was filled with smoke of water pipes and there were these belly dancers dancing around the people. It was just like mystical Arabian night; Bruce enjoyed every bit of it, from water pipe to the exotics tea and even the belly dancers. While Bruce was about to go out of the café, he saw the most picturesque beauty sitting alone. Bruce stopped and asked her name, at first she felted little uncomfortable but Bruce knew how make a girl comfortable. Her name was Fatima; she was there to become a belly dancer. She was also one of the victims of the ugly hunger, which was eating the deep core of the lovely earth. Bruce just consoled her and told her that one day he will come and take her away from all the pain she had been through. With heavy heart Bruce when out of the café by just giving Fatima the hope to met each other again for good. After learning the famous water pipe and all the exotic teas Bruce when far away from Turkey.

            Bruce when Asia and land in India, the land of Ganges, the gods and mighty Bengal tigers. Every where there was this pinching of spices everywhere. Everyone loved to eat and live freely. Everyone there loved to add spice to their life. There was this respect for everyone. The soul touching music of the Indian tradition just took Bruce’s breath away. India was a mixed cultured land, where they were Hindus, Sikhs, Muslims, Christians and other religious people living together in harmony. And to add sugar to add this there were people very religious as well as the people who just live there life in search of something they never intend to found. They were this race going on in the old streets to get something nobody knew what it was. India got two different faces, one was the growing economical country and other was still very hard to tell. People in India also didn’t know what their necessity of life was, people laying where ever the find shade to lay their heads under and sleeping unaware of everything. No one wanted to be changed, as the might building crushing the poorest.

            After all that differences, there was a smile on the faces of the poor. To see all h heritage of India, Bruce worked in a Indian famous restaurant as a server. After his job Bruce learned many cousins and he didn’t wanted to leave India. One day Bruce was walking along the sea when something grab Bruce by his shirt. Its was this confused creature, just wearing a greasy shorts and his skin was tanned with the heat of sunlight. His face was covered with mud and it’s was difficult to tell that was it a little boy or some muddy thing. He was an eight year old by who was a beggar. Bruce asked the little boy why he was in such a condition. With his bright eyes shining, the boy told Bruce that he had to beg for money so he can feed his family of six. Little money which was left in Bruce’s pocket, Bruce gave it to the little boy, a smile sparked on the young boy face made Bruce’s eyes to leak. Bruce wished he could help everyone who is poor and then he remembered Fatima. He started wondering that in which condition she would be in. So Bruce decided to back to his homeland. But he had nothing to do back there so again he was bit confuse. So Bruce went on his ship and started think, an idea clunked in his head. A idea which a again about to change his life         

             Bruce when back to turkey on his trusty boat to take Fatima with her to her home land, after searching everywhere, he was unable to find Fatima. He was so depressed and sad, with sadness and emptiness in his heart he was going back to his homeland. A sound came from behind, a voice to sweet and pleasing. It was Fatima stand behind him. A wave of joy swiped all the emptiness out of Bruce’s heart. Fatima agreed to go with Bruce because she no longer wanted to wait for Bruce. On there way Bruce told Fatima about all his experiences in India and other countries, how he had nothing and he worked in all those restaurants and learned all those mouth watering cousins. Then he told her about his plan, the plan was to open his own restaurant in his own home town because people in his homeland didn’t knew about all those flavorful cousins he had learned for himself. Fatima boosted her ideas by being by his side all the time.

          

            So when they arrived at there destination, there was this big problem. Bruce didn’t have any money to get all those things he required to open the restaurant. He didn’t have all the equipments, but he didn’t lose hope. He sold his boat, his own trusty partner. On the other hand Fatima had little money she had saved in all that time being a belly dancer. So the big problem was over with little help by Fatima and the ambition of helping the poor in mind of Bruce. God helped both of them in their good willing mission. So at the end of the week with starving nights the restaurant was final about to open. The fingers were crossed; the restaurant was named “rues affamées” meaning hungry streets. The name was dedicated to all those people Bruce had felt to help them. So at first there were one few people came to restaurant. Bruce and Fatima were disappointed at first then god knows what happened, the restaurant became a big success. All the richest people came to visit the restaurant. They had never eaten anything before; it was a mouthwatering treat for the rich. In one day Bruce and Fatima earned enough to buy anything they like.

             

            So Bruce and Fatima bought back the trustworthy partner, the boat. After many months they got enough money to give away to the poor, back to the hunger streets. On their trust worth boat, they went on a world trip to help the poor. Bruce and Fatima went to the same places once they had nothing in their pockets but the ambition Bruce had in his back pockets of his brain. Bruce spends all his earning for the poor. Both Fatima and Bruce expanded their restaurant and made it a chained network. With all the money they started a trust in which they feed poor people for free and grant wishes of the poor. With a good aim they became more and more successful day by day. They have never thought that one day they will become so rich.

          

           The story is about to end but I want to tell you that why Bruce was in such a condition as mentioned in the starting. It was al because he never wanted to become a rich man because he thought that when the rich people got everything, why cant they help the poor so he never pretend to be a rich man instead he stayed as he use to be before becoming rich. And the smile was because Bruce thought of himself as a robin hood, a legal robin hood. After many years his hunger streets opened in every corner of the world and became a world famous. Its my first happy ending story and a different theme of ambition, hunger and a heart of gold to end it with.   

Asylum

Some things are just impossible to believe, just like believing what if fire is cold and ice is hot. It’s pretty weird to think in such a way, but childish brain always there to get all the answer to there questions. I write differently and characters of my story are also different and creepy just like me. So I am about to start a new story which take the reader into a new world created with dreams and imaginations, a world so pure and far away from the realities of this black infernal world. Why the title is asylum? First question arose in the readers mind. In the end the whole scenario changes so can’t tell in the starting.

           I don’t know where to start my story from, because story of about this guy named Phil. Phil is dead now, but I want to tell the story which caused his death. It’s not a suicidal story but it’s a story of this guy who thinks differently. I know it’s an awkward start but it’s my attempted murder on a new kind of story writing. Every second four children are born of everyday and just 2 people die every second of everyday. A weird statistics but no one knows that in every second of birth of four children how many children survive and some are left to die. Phil was raised by his very rich uncle, who always look after Phil like sun took care of this earth with it sunshine. There were always those warm arms to feel the loneliness from the word parents. Phil never felt any different from other children because of his caring uncle. Phil’s uncle name was John, so Uncle John had his family too. Uncle John had two sons and his wife. Phil both cousins were just like the Siamese twin cats from lady and the tramp, always menacing. So they were the only trouble for poor Phil.

             Phil’s cousin always use to do blame Phil for there devilish work, but still Phil loved them like brothers and take all there blames on himself happily. They were like superman and robin for Phil. They taught Phil all the bad deeds with them, as he was one for the crime partner. But they love each other very much. So after messing around here and there sleeping time was the best time for Phil. He loved to dream and think about his parents. Despite having a caring uncle, nothing could replace his loneliness when he was alone in his room. The empty room started swallowing him up in deep thoughts as the room transformed into his own magical world. The lamp which provided light to the room, with Phil imagination transformed into a fire breathing dragon and the shadow of the tree outside which falls in his room transformed into a black knight trying to slay the dragon. He used to think differently from other children of his age. His mind was filled with fairy tales and his own wild imagination.

             My story isn’t complete without a tragedy, but it’s not a big one. On a sunny day, the sun was radiating the heat of the innocent faces of children playing in the play ground and the sweat pouring out of the skin like water. Phil and his cousin where there too, they were having loads of fun at the playground. There was this huge apple tree filled with heavenly red juicy apples. Everyone in the play ground wanted to have those juicy mouthwatering apples just like Adam and Eve and the mystical fruit of heaven. So Phil and his cousin’s eyes where also stuck on the apple tree. The green leaves covering the bright red shiny apples and when the sun rays fall on them they shine like rubies. They went close to the apple tree to get some apple for themselves but the apples where out of reach. So the decided to make there own childish plans, where as Phil was seeing the apple tree as a giant which so he gave an idea of throwing rocks at the tree and getting some apple.  So they throw every possible stone they can get there hands on, some stone where small and some where big and bulky. One of Phil’s cousins threw a big stone and a big juicy apple dropped down. Phil ran to pick the apple while his other cousin was unaware and they threw a big stone at the tree.

            The gravity which is screwing this world to the centre made the big bulk stone to drop on Phil’s head. Phil didn’t died there so don’t worry. The stone just bruised his head and blood started to come pour out. Uncle John rushed him to the hospital, as he was just like a bird in a cage, so confused and worried for poor Phil. The doctor fixed the open wound and put a bandage on it. So the problem was solved. But was Phil alright? Yes Phil was absolutely alright and after coming back from the hospital started playing again. This was how Phil was with his cousins and in his home but at school Phil was a different guy. He had loads of friends and a eye candy for the teacher because he got good grades. This made his cousins jealous and envy him where everyone in the school loved his company because he was fun and out spoken. The best thing about him was that he use to take part in every activity happening in school such as drams plays and even he knew how to play guitar.

              In his final years of high school he took part in the school annual play, which was “Romeo and Juliet”. The best Juliet Phil had ever seen, Heather, one of his class fellows. Lush blonde hear always falling on his shoulders, as soft as silk and her beautiful non like a girl from this world but and angel send out of this world. It was love at first sight as his eyes got stuck on the Juliet of his life. Phil had loads of fun while being in the play as the Romeo. On the final day Heather and Phil both fall for each other and Heather also became a part of Phil’s like.  Time ran so fast like the ever moving restless sea and the oceans. They started going out with each other and become so close to one another. They felt like they were meant for each other. Every day of Phil’s life was like a carnival, full of joy and fun because he knew heather was beside her.

             Time go on and Heather and Phil was done with there high school. Phil stated playing guitar and became one of the member of the most famous band as a guitarist. Life was going so awesome for Phil. Where on other hand Heather opened up her own ballerina school and started teaching little children in it. Every evening they use to meet each other and enjoy each others company as Phil made thing interesting with his imagination. One day Uncle John felt sick and was hospitalized, Phil got worried and when to see him. As he arrived Uncle John was no longer there. He had been to a place where there was bright light and serenades playing harps. Uncle John had departed, leaving Phil alone on his own. Tears dropped like the rain drops from the sky, but so pitching. Phil was shocked, he decided to go away from that town and live on his own because he cant bare the pain of losing his loved one. Leaving Heather, Phil when away from the town a start a career as a musician. He became such a renounced guitarist, as his eyes and hands where so use to the guitar.

          Phil became so rich and famous that everyone even his cousins use to hear his songs. He became a pop sensation, due to his wild imagination. He use to party every night with big star and hottest girls of town. One day everything was about to change when Phil had some problem with his eyes, he went to doctor and doctor asked him that was he ever got hit with something in his head or an accident. Phil was suffering from a never damage when was cause by the stone which hit him in the head while he was a child. He was shocked to hear about it and was worried because doctor told him that he could go blind. The fear was embedded in is head so tightly that he use to think about going blind every second of the minute. But he was having fate in God and after few weeks he forgot about it.      

           Phil was becoming more famous day by day as he launched his new album which was a major hit. With fan following all over the world, he had to perform at the most prestigious rock concert. His tickets were sold like wild fire, everyone wanted to see him perform live. Heather on other hand also wanted to meet him again. So she counted days with impatience. The big days arrived, everyone were so excited. Phil had never performed in front of such a big crowd in his entire life so butterflies were flying in his stomach. In came in front of a huge crowd and the crowd and the crowd became wild and started screaming. When Phil stated to perform something went terribly wrong, Phil was unable to see anything. Phil had lost his eye sight, a massive tragedy in Phil’s life. He started panic and he fall of the stage and broke his right arm. They event management crew took him to the nearby hospital. On other hand Heather came running after him to the hospital to see if he was alright. Phil was lying on the bed just like a dead man. His aim and fame all turned to dust.

           Heathers voice was just life a raft for the drowning poor Phil. But Phil didn’t want her to see him in that condition. But Heather took Phil to her home. Phil cant even play his guitar because hi could see anything and he cant even grab his guitar due to a broken hand. Phil started losing hope but heather tried to bring him back to life. Phil started living in his own imaginary world, he stopped talking and he was always thinking. He stated seeing his parents and his dead Uncle John. The trauma made him go back to the time when he was a child and how he use to play with his cousins. He stopped eating as well so Heather took her to the doctor. After examining him, doctor told her hat he had been in a shock and it they are unable to treat him because he has lost all hope in himself. Doctor advises Heather that she should put her in the asylum for further treatment. So she had no hope and drop Phil into the asylum.

            A dark scary place, filled with screams of mentally disturbed and people who where rejected by fates surrounded the place. Everything was just like big black hole eating everything up. Phil had to life his life his life within those huge dark walls. But Phil had his own world, a world made with his own imagination. After many weeks of therapy, doctors were unable to cure him so they put him with all the uncured mentally disturbed people. One day Phil had an imagination which was so real. He saw his parents in the imagination; they were calling Phil to themselves. He felt it real and started running after them and Uncle John was also present. While Phil was running he was unaware the he was coming close to the end of the roof top. Tears started rolling and a smile was on his face, Phil fall of the huge building and landed on the merciless rocks. Story of Phil ended there as he reached to his desired place where his parents and Uncle John had been. He was free from all the misery and pain he was bearing. So it’s not a happy story but in life there is no such thing as fairytales or happy endings.          

Soul mutilation

Since the beginning of civilization there have always been people missing a few too many brain cells, and become a parasite to society. Feeding on the pain and misery of innocent human prey. This is what world thinks about serial killer, vicious beast as they recall. But no one try’s to understand why they became one. This new story of mine is based on serial killers, to change the point of view about them. Again a weird starting to begin with, but the in inhumane acts of this serial killer begins to shock the world at the end.
Sitting in a room filled with blood, the room looked like it was painted red with blood. The splashes gives an abhorrent feeling. But deep in those stains you can see the pain and misery little Billy holds in himself, which is trying to come out. Death was lurking in that room as the duff smell was inviting it to itself. Fallen pieces of limbs and fingers brutally cut aside from the bodies. The site was horribly disgusting, but little Billy sitting in between them and playing with them like it’s was a fun game. Serial killers are not born they are made by this cruel world, just like super heroes. The tattoo on the back of little Billy clears showed that world put Billy through loads of pain and left him emotionally disturbed.’ Heart and soul mutilation’ it was what tattoo says. A common emotional abuse what little Billy had gone thought out his life
This story is about Little Billy Blunt, 7 years old boys who wanted life to be different. Who use to think life was just like a fairy tale. he lived in his own environment, his own solitude for sure. But why he never interacts with other kids and even his own parents? He lived in family, not a family exactly but a place where dreams drops to the core of hell and burned with hatred. Little Billy had two other siblings as well, who were always busy in there own life. Billy’s grew up seeing his parent end up fighting, ‘CRASH’ a broken object. It was not just a broken object, it was the broken pieces of an innocent heart of little Billy. When every thing is ending up in tears, little Billy hide himself under his bed and draw thing what he loved the most. In every family when little ones get hurt, parents ran to the child and make him/her forget the pain. Things were different for little Billy, instead of consoling his pain, his parents use to scold him and make him punish for his mistake by beat him. So little Billy never told his parents if he ever got hurt, instead he hides all his tears under his bed. His bed was his imaginary world, where everything was filled with rainbows and butterflies. Poverty and addiction was the main problem which was eating the base of little Billy’s family, Its God way of hurting his loved ones.
But the day came when little Billy was very happy in his entire life, the day when things changed. Little Billy found a new friend named Fred, Fred was also like Billy. Same beating by his step dad and end up crying whole night. But both thought things have change for good, as they met each other. They shared all their pain with each other; it was like a being in some sort of fairy land. One day they decided to go out in the play ground, a place where it’s always fun and joy. They had so much fun, the fun which was soon to disappear for ever. Bullies, the most horrible things ever created by God. While little Billy and Fred were having fun, bullies arrived at the play ground. Screams, the darkest, red-colored blood came sputtering out of Fred like a waterfall, making a pool around his lifeless body. One of the bully pushed Fred of the slide, Fred ending up falling on the pitiless sharp rocks. Every one ran away from there, but little Billy stayed there. Trying his level best to bring his sole partner to life, by making him tell all the good stuff they use to do and by shed tears on his numb body. Little Billy was also covered in Fred’s blood from head to toes, its was giving an image like he was in a red blanket of misery. The body turned cold as ice, Fred had gone to a better place, a place where angels sings and a pure bright light guides your ways to Eden.
Fred, little Billy’s only friend who make him feel that the world and God was not so cruel with him at all and he can be happy too. Tears rolling down his rough checks, falling one the lifeless body of Fred, which was just miserably lying down in its own blood. God could never been so cruel too little Billy, as things started flying in his head. He never wanted to go back to that broken home, so he ran away from that place. He started running so fast that he just wanted to leave out all the pain and misery behind him. He stepped on his pain and ran away from that vicious site. With no fear of losing anything, he ran so fast that all his past memories were left behind; feeling of losing her soul was just left. He ran and just ran, without knowing where his destiny would take him. After running far away from everything, he came to an end and found himself in an old closed factory. He went in the old factory; it was so dark and dusty that he can’t even feel himself in that unwelcoming place, but little Billy tried to make it a chauffer casa for himself to live in for his entire life. To make it a place more pleasing for himself, he went outside and grabbed everything he found in the factory. He found old oily clothes to cover him from the cold winds and to wipe away all the rusty blood of his face. While he was trying to sleep in his own hand made casa, (Italian word for house), his mind started playing games with him and his mind made a new friend, a friend which was again about to change his life.
Little Billy made sold his soul to his new friend, the friend which is generally known as the Satan. The evil was poured in his soul by the Satan; all the innocence was sucked out of little Billy’s soul, only evil, pain, and hate was left. A voice in his head was eating his childhood innocence. Soon he became a little beast himself. It was not his fault but the whole world was responsible for it. With evil, little Billy felt starving after all the hardship he had been through. So he when out to find something to eat, it was like one mans trash is others man treasure, he found something to eat in a garbage can. A rotten apple, just like little Billy’s core, which was so nasty that even the maggots wont even eat it. But for little Billy wanted something to stop his growling stomach with it. On his way back to his own world he had created, he saw nice comfy houses where families were eating on one table. The sight triggered a bomb of emotions and questions in his mind. The question was so complex for 7 years old to bear. But even all that he didn’t even shed a tear. But the voices in his head made he commit the most obscene thing by him, he took a broken glass and slit his arm. Despite being hurt he liked it, he like the red warm blood. It was the first time and little Billy loved it.
Years passed and little Billy was not the same little Billy he used to be before 9 years back. Now he was 16, an age when the devil is more closed to any ordinary teenager. It was a rainy day, a day his life was about to take a new dramatic turn. A turn which changed the little Billy into a heartless bloody beast and made him as cold as a body without a soul. He came back to his resting place, the old factory, but this time everything was changed. The place where he uses to sleep was ruined, he felt the pain of thousand heartbreaks, and the place was a complete mess. A voice came tearing the silence and agony ’HEY’ it was the security guard of the factory. He ruined everything, he came toward little Billy. The security guard was a middle aged man, but he was mean as a killer bee. In his one hand there was a wooden stick and in other there was a bottle of liquor. He came to towards little Billy and without saying anything push him and started beating him. Little Billy bared few blows then voice in head started rising to its full potential. And the next thing there was blood, blood of the guard all over his face and clothes. All that times little Billy thought of the lifeless body of Fred and the beating by his parents and other kids. And all the agony and pain was at ease when he saw blood on his hands.
While the guard was hit little Billy, his liquor bottle broke, little Billy grabbed it a plunged the broken bottle in the throat of the guard, blood squirted like a shower of something which was tiring to come out, so fast and warm. At first little Billy was shocked himself but the voices in his head made him feel comfortable. Little Billy was stand over a dead body covered in warm fresh blood, he was just giving an image of a red devil stand there and enjoying the misery and pain of the dead body. His pain was gone with a first step of mutilating the life less body of guard. That day even the angels up in the skies were shocked and I rained the whole day. Little Billy slept with the rotten dead body of the guard and the blood which had been harden on his skin as it was part of it. He didn’t even felt a thing, instead he loved it. The Satan was pouring out of him, it was an inhuman act, and no one would ever wish to sleep with a corpse lying next to him and stinking like hell. It made little Billy into a blood thirsty beast. The next day Billy cut the body brutally into pieces and hung the in the next room so no body could see them. This part of the story is very gruesome to write and to read as well. It’s like writing his sins.
After few days, while Billy was finding something to eat, he found the most beautiful thing in this world. It was a girl, a girl named Emily, she came closer to Billy without any fear of stranger, asked him that what he was looking for. Billy told her that he was hungry and wanted something to eat and was finding it in the garbage. Emily brought something for Billy to eat. Billy was so pleased and first time after Fred died he was happy. Soon Emily came up with some new clothes for him. Billy looked dashing in his new clothes and was very thankful to his generosity. This part of story again takes a massive U turn toward happiness. Everyday Billy use to meet Emily at the same place and Emily use to brought food for him. Billy started loving Emily more then anything. A red rose blossomed inside Billy’s heart and the Satan was crushed underneath it. One day he planned to tell Emily what he felt for her deep inside his heart. So he stole some flowers from a flower shop and went to the same place where he uses to met her, smile on his face was the first thing which was making the day different. Again the pain rushed crossed his heart burning the red rose which was blossoming in him for very long time. Now the both the rose inside his heart and the one he was hold was dead. I want to end this story at this place because I can’t carry on writing the pain that he had felt. Everything was turn to dust when Billy saw Emily with another guy. He was her boyfriend and they both loved each other. Emily never had feeling for Billy, but Billy started making his own imaginary paradise like he use to do when he was 7. Billy threw away the flowers and went to meet Emily as he use to do everyday. Emily introduced Billy with her boyfriend and then Billy went away.
This time Billy could carry the pain so to ease the pain he took his trusty companion, a razor and carved ‘soul mutilation’ on his body the blood ease her pain. Again there were voices in his head and this time the voices were so brutal. The Satan again plotting evil in his mind and made him his slave, the plan was to kill both Emily and her boyfriend. So he went to the same place and tried to take both of them to his old factory and mutilated both of them like they mutilated his soul and everything he hold in his self. He took both of them to his place. Voices in his head were banging, a weird creature larking inside him wanting to come out. So he took a sharp dagger which was laying there in the old factory. While on other side Emily and her boyfriend was unaware and sitting there happily talking to each other. ‘SCREAM’ and then there was silence and fear in old factory. Blood spilling from the cold body of Emily’s boyfriend, as the dagger was out the other side. The rust on the dagger was no more to be seen as it was all covered with the blood. On other hand Emily was shocked and could believe his eyes. Stand there shocked and seeing her boyfriend eyes as life drifts away from his wide open eyes.
Tears begin to roll from Emily’s wide open blue eyes and a fear was also seen through them. The bloody dagger was taken out of the numb body of Emily’s boyfriend. Billy the heartless red devil came close to Emily, while Emily was shivering with fear and wanted to go away. Emily was like a bird caught in a cage and wanted to get out of it. Billy grabbed Emily by her shoulders and screamed and told her that he loved her. “Slap” and again there was silence in the room. Emily had slapped Billy and said that she hate him, it was the worst thing she did at that time. Again there was blood shed. Billy had killed his own love. And this time tears being to roll again, all he wanted were to be loved by somebody. Instead he was left being a hideous blood trusty monster. he killed what he loved. He wiped his tears with Emily’s blood; his entire face was cover with Emily’s blood. Then Billy did the most brutal and demonic task, he cut open Emily’s body and grab out his heart and started a cannibal act. He mutilated both there bodies and played with them like they were just his childhood toys. He cut of every part of there body and enjoyed pouring blood on him. He was a not a human being infect he was the Satan himself in his disguise. After he was finished with his playing, he sat there next to Emily’s bloody corpse. Voices again came in his mind, this time the voice was different.
The voice was just calling Billy, this time a voice came from his dead heart. The voice was making him go insane; he can’t bare the voices so he did the something which just finished my brutal story. He took the dagger and slit his own throat and put a silence to all the voices in his head, but there was a smile on his face. His body was lying next to the Emily’s ruined corpse. Even the angel doesn’t want to come and take his evil soul with them. That was the last time little Billy felt pain but the pain was his only exit from this unchastely world. Before God fired him he himself said that he quits. In this story there is no happy ending but for Billy its was an ending which he wanted for a long time. Where on other hand Emily had never been so nice to a freak, a stranger, a devil in disguise.
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Dreams

                           Sun shining so bright, giving life to everything, as its rays of light hit the surface of earth. There was a race going on in the plant kingdom, as every tree, plant and even the tiniest grass wanted to feel the sunshine after a long winter. Everything brushed into something marvelous, whole fields of grass turned into a field filled with white daisies. It looked like whole field was covered with a sheet a white flowers, Flowers adorned the fields everywhere. Hyperbolizing the complexity and beauty of the field, the aroma which arose from the field attracted all kinds of bird and nectar thirsty honey bees, as they were ready to make a new hive. Everywhere was glooming with life and could be felt in every single detail of the whole scenery. To add glitter to the diamond, a cold breeze started to blew and the field started dancing on the melodies of the breeze. Whole thing just can’t be defined in words; just feelings from heart can describe it in its own ways.       
                 As whole world was blooming into life, Nathan was also about get his high school degree. Nathan, he was the perfect specimen, a hunk to be more precise. Everyone in high school want be with him, all the girls go crazy about him and the boys just wanted to be like him and were jealous too. Girls just wanted to find reasons to talk to him but he never let any of them distract him from his goals. He wanted to become famous, that whole world started knowing him as the best football player ever and to become so rich. But he was a teenager he was always with the hottest girl of high school. On the other hand there was this girl named June, not a girl but a nerd for sure. Those big glasses on that beautiful face which was hiding all the beauty just like a veil. Always so confused just like a moth confusing light for the moon. They both got different personalities, aims and different way of life. June’s best friends were her books and her trusty diary, in which she wrote everything, all her deep secrets.       
                  June had a secret crush on Nathan; they were with each other since class 1. From that on she wrote everything about Nathan and preserved it in his diary. She was a perfect lover of Nathan. But the barrier of society made it difficult for her to express love to Nathan. And Nathan never noticed her because he was to busy in his own on life, unaware of his loved one and living in his own fake world. Nathan just wanted to famous so he was always with the best of the girls. He doesn’t believe in true love, because he never knew what true love was. True love was what June had for Nathan, as pure as gold, shining as the diamond, and ever blossoming bush of roses. I don’t know this story is about Nathan or June, so let’s see where this story takes these two entirely different personalities and join them together.   
                Times was running short for June because after few weeks they were graduating there high school and Nathan was planning to go to England to joining the finest football club and stay there. June just wanted to be with him just for few minutes of her entire life. She can’t lose him for ever without even saying ‘Hi’. Every night she used to pray to god to be with Nathan just for a second, she just wanted to live her entire life in that single second spend with Nathan, her dream which was reality but can live in it. She was going crazier and crazier day by day because time was just like the sand in the sad storm, not stopping just moving. Every night she just slept in misery of losing her love. Even her pillow use to become so wet with her tears which made it uncomfortable to sleep on. She doesn’t want her tears to be wasted away like they never matter a thing to anyone. She use to felt like she was with Nathan when ever she wrote about him in his diary. It was like being in Shangri-La, cold breeze gently kissing her pink soft cheeks and Nathan warm hands filling the gaps of her hands. Then Nathan picks her up in his muscular, strong and warm arm just like a kid and then both looks in each others eyes. She even has dreams about Nathan just like that feeling.          
               Every love have its destiny, no love ends without even saying a “Hi”. God always help His lovers in the best possible ways. So He did the same for June, in its own ways. It was the last day before graduation and was a sunny day. Everything was just standing still as they knew that something was about to happen. Then the clouds rolled in and changed the whole scene. The cold wind blew, just like adding cream to hot chocolate milk in the cold winters. While the weather was going according to Gods plan. The bell rang and last day at high school was over, and with the bell June’s heart sank into the deepest abyss. She was unaware what was planned for her by God. Sometimes I wish God have better plans for me as well, just like in my stories. Tears dropping on the road as she was walking back to home from her school. Her tears was leaving small traces along they way. Then it started raining heavenly, June thought in her head that thing can never be worse because now she had no other thing to do except getting wet and get sick. She was soaking wet, water dripping from her hair and wetting her glasses and making it difficult for her to see. Her books were also wet and were difficult to carry. She was so tensed and confused and was unable so cope with the situation. While she was tangled in her misery something happened it was just like a miracle or a mirage or her eyes was just so tired that she was seeing hallucinations. Nathan came next to her and started picking her wet books off the ground then the unexpected happened. Nathan himself said hi. June was speechless, words were just stuck deep in her throat, It was like some one grabbing her words and not letting them go. Nathan himself took of her wet glasses and cleaned it with his own shirt. And then Nathan eyes went on June’s gorgeous blue eyes, which were always hidden under those big glasses.            
               I forgot to add a new paragraph, so sorry to cut the climax. So while they both got stuck in each other eyes, it started raining more violently. So despite letting June alone there, he asked her to drop her to her house in his own car. June was so confused in her own imagination that without think she said yes. She went with Nathan in his car. The cars seat was just like Nathan’s arm, so warm and comfy. June’s wildest dream was just to say hi and now he was sitting in Nathan’s car and sitting so close to him. The music in his car was sweetest music she ever heard, adding spice to the whole scene. She was praying to God that this journey of her never end, she just loved it. On other hand love was evolving deep in Nathan’s heart as well. Something deep in Nathan heart was screaming with excitement, just like a rollercoaster ride. He had never seen such beauty, her blue eyes, filed with love for Nathan, her wet soft red cheeks, like delicate petals of wild rose. She was the perfect girl for him. He had missed the best thing all those years. God made everything so perfect for June. She was looking in his eyes and then the car stopped. Her house came; as she came out the car Nathan called her from the behind and asked her out for a dinner because he also wanted to be close to her as well. She was busy in deciding what to wear for the dinner because she had never been on a dinner. She found an old slick black dress.           
               She opened her lush hair and didn’t even put on her big glasses instead she wore contact lens. She was just looking like a princess, so elegant. She just transformed herself from ugly duckling to a gorgeous swan. Nathan took her to the best hotel in town; he took her to the all time romantic sea side hotel. The cold breeze blowing and the salty smell of the sea adding taste to it. Soft music playing in the background and the best guy sitting next to June, she was so happy. Nathan even brought red roses to make her feel more special. Red roses are meant for love, so he got her red roses.                 
                It was the best time of June’s life, she had never been that happy in her life. Soon the night ended with a marvelous dinner and with Nathan’s mobile number. The day for final good byes came, the graduation day was going on and everyone dressed in there graduation gowns with there hats on there heads. When everyone received there degrees, everyone threw there hats towards the sky with joys, joy was in the air. While June was standing alone Nathan came next to her and said ‘Hi’ himself. But this time June was able to say ‘Hi’ back to him. And the next thing Nathan said was breath taking, he asked June that will she be her girl? June was again speechless. Dazed and numb with shock, she said ‘YES ’without even thinking. She ran to her home and wrote everything in her dairy. She was just jumping with joy, everything felt to pleasing. She felt like flying toward God and wanted to say thanks to Him. Everything was going to fast and beautifully.             Time passed so quickly, Nathan even canceled his plan of going to England because he can’t go away from June, he was also in a freaky love with her. He was even planning to get marry to love of his life. June complete her, she made him as a whole with her never ending love. So Nathan bought the most beautiful ring of the world for June to ask her while she marries him. He asked her for a final dinner and he wanted everything to be perfect. So Nathan himself went to the same hotel beside the sea and booked the entire balcony. He covered the whole balcony with white rose petals and to stand out the white petals there were bunch of red roses. Everything was just like a dream for Nathan as well as June. June arrived, look exotically magnificent. Nathan never had seen so pure beauty in his life. Nathan’s love transformed June into a princess. Nathan dropped down on her knees and grabbed June’s hand and pulled out a small box, the box which holds the key for there fairy tale life. The glittering shine can wait to come out of the box. Nathan opened the box; the most beautiful ring with the world’s shiniest diamond on it. Whole thing brought shine in June’s big blues eyes and then some tears started rolling down her red soft cheeks. Nathan wiped away all her tears and gave her a warm kiss on her forehead. June closed her eyes and thanked God of the entire thing He had done for her. Then Nathan asked her the loveliest question “will you be the queen of my lonely kingdom”. June replied ‘YES’ and then something happened             
                Everything just started to become dusty and everything was becoming blurring. Something was not right and then everything blackens. Then there was a flash of light and June found herself covered with loads of people gather around her while she was on some kind of bed. She was in the hospital; she was in a coma for past 3 months. Everything was just a fake dream. It all happened when Nathan was going to drop June home and it was raining. In all that time, Nathan was just mesmerized by June’s magnificent blue eyes, he was unaware that his car’s was going extraordinary fast. The road was slippery that car’s breaks and tires were soaking wet and were of no use. The car was splashing throw the water covered on the road just like a speeding bullet. Then Nathan felt that breaks were not working. He tired everything he could to stop the speeding car and on other hand June was unaware of the whole heart pounding scenario. She was busy checking her dairy and writing her best experience of life. She just wanted to live her entire live in that single journey and that was about to happen. “BOOM” the car slam into the tree and due to less friction came back on the road and hit the on coming traffic, the whole car was just like a spinner. The car was just crushed; a tin can crush by force. Nothing would ever survive that deadly crash, but luck was on there sides they didn’t died in that crash infect they were breathing. People around them took both of them to hospital. June got a massive head trauma because she got her head hit in the dash board of the car. She was suffering from internal head bleeding, the doctor have to operate fast if they want to safe her. Her body was lust lying lifeless, but in that lifeless body there was a heart beating to met Nathan again. The doctors operated on her bleeding but were unable to bring her back to life, she was in a coma.             
                Her beauty increasing day by day, she was just lying there with a big smile on her face. For the world she was in a coma but she was in her own dream land. Her Shangri-La, she was still in that car with Nathan. She was unaware what on the hell she was brought back. Nathan didn’t survive the crash; angels took him to a better place. They both met each others in heavens, all those things happened in heavens. But now June was back to cold and heatless earth to suffer the lose of her loved one. This was my parabolic turn which changed the whole story just like that. I end my story here because I can’t write more tragedies. I know this is the worst love story ever but pain changes everything.                                                 
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