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ricabarlisansblog · 4 years ago

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FLASH FICTION

“Delusions”

When I was in 9th grade, I met this girl who's really a hyper person. When she speaks, the room would instantly light up just because of her smiling from ear to ear in every word that she says, you’ll never see her frowning, or even getting angry. Not a day goes by that she will not paint a smile on her pretty face. She easily gets along with people she just met since people tend to like her a lot. My mom would even compare me to her, because she’s effortlessly smart, and she’s the kindest person I’ve ever met. We were at the library since we are PerDev research partners. She's only reading a book, but she's beaming like there's no tomorrow. I couldn't help but wonder, "Why are you always happy?" She glanced at me, puzzled. "What do you mean?" "Does that have anything to do with the fact that I am constantly smiling?" she replied, “I don’t know, maybe” I answered while

shrugging my shoulders. "When you grow up, what do you want to be?" I asked her, "I want to have my own house and be a photographer outside the country," she answered. I can't help but envy her because she knows what she really wants,-- “But I just want to live till I'm 25”. I didn't get to hear what she said since the librarian told us to go to our respective classes as snack break was already over.Summer is approaching, a few more days and this school year will finally end. “What an exhausting day,” I sighed,When I arrived home, I went straight to my room and closed the door. "Why do some individuals seem to have all the luck while others are miserable?" As I asked myself, my eyes are all tired and bleary.I didn't realize I'd fallen asleep until I peeked out the window and realized it was well past midnight. I forgot to eat dinner, again. I'm not sure why I'm feeling so empty these days; I don't have the energy to socialize with anyone, I just want to sleep all day.It's already morning, and it's time for school. What's the point of going to school when you don't have any friends? The bell rang, signaling the start of classes. As I was listening to Ms. Puerto,someone sat beside me and asked, "How about you?" "What do you want to be?" she said, her smile still lingering on her face."I don't know, maybe go to the forest and live deliberately." I responded, "What do you mean you don't know?" she joked. "By now, you should be aware! I’ll help you!"She suggested, "Did you know that the worst place you can ever be is within your own mind,and that all the terrible days make you appreciate the good ones even more?" She continued,

"Maybe," I said, continuing to listen to Ms. Puerto, who announced that the school year was now over and that we should enjoy our vacation.When I got home, I remembered what she said. I had a flash of enlightenment when I realized she was correct; maybe I shouldn't overthink things since I'm only hurting myself. Maybe one day I’ll wake up with the sun and I won’t feel the heaviness that used to break my ribs with each breath. I stayed up the whole night reflecting on the thought of it.I woke up finally, things do not feel the same anymore. It's like I want to go wherever the river goes, no particular destination, play guitar, and touch new surfaces. Then imagine myself flyingamongst the birds, all smiles, all hopeful. I feel free. That's when I realized it was all my negative thoughts that were keeping me trapped in my own mind.Summer has come to an end, and I was delighted when I turned 15 for I am now in 10th grade.I'm thrilled to meet new people; this is the first time I've been enthused about interacting with others. “Thanks to--what’s her name again? How could I’ve forgotten!” I don’t exactly remember what her name is since I have a bad memory for a fifteen year old girl.Little did she know, the person she knew all along was herself, the delusions of the little girl who wanted to be a photographer outside the country, the girl who smiles from ear to ear every time she speaks, the friendly, and hopeful girl that has many dreams she wants to fulfill but loses it all when she believes it's nonsense because her parents do not appreciate her. She was cruel to her own heart that even when any hand reaches towards it, it always bites back.While going along the corridor, it appears like something is missing, that melancholy sensation you get when you lose your favorite object; you're used to having it around, and when it's not there, you get disappointed. I didn't see her for almost the whole period of class until lunchtime.When the bell rang, I went to the canteen. I expected her to be there after class since she and her pals would just sit there after class teasing each other, but she’s not there.Her desire for her former self has now subsided, and she has rediscovered herself. It serves as a reminder that we have power over our emotions, that the decisions we make are always our own, that it is your own mind that keeps you sane or upset, and that you get to pick what gets hold of you because you were created to be you, but you get to determine what that means. Someone told me that endings can be beautiful like the sunset and I nodded, but to me a sunset

was only the beginning of something beyond comprehension.

THE END.

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ricabarlisansblog · 4 years ago

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FABLES

"THE GREY GOOSE AND GANDER"

Moral of the story:

You are not required to overreact simply because you heard rumors.

There was a time when the kingdom was peaceful. The king had heard rumors that barbarians were someone is planning an attack on his castle. As a result, he called his two favorite pets, a large grey goose and a gander.

"Our kingdom is in peril, my dear goose and gander." "Take my daughter to a safe location on the highest hill," the king said. He immediately call all the troops and guards and all of his army of the castle and deploy them to there assign areas and position to stop the barbarian to attack the castle and he call the best guard and army of his castle to guard and protect his daughter and if possible they will blend with people of the castle and hide from the barbarian and escaped death and stay hidden until the war is ended. So the grey goose and gander flew the princess in a red sheet across the one-strand river to the peak of the tallest hill.

Despite the passage of six months, the kingdom had not been attacked. The king later regretted his decision and directed the grey goose and gander to bring his daughter home. The king realized then that he needed to be cautious before acting on rumors that may or may not be true. Before making any decision, the king was aware of his discretion.

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