Yours truly, Starlette

  L ucy hadn’t been the same since the incident.  Her shoes tapped softly against the chlorine – cleaned hospital floor as she made her way to Room 314. She let out her breath and opened the door. There on the hospital bed laid her only daughter, Elizabeth – Marie, all bandaged up her face serene.  Lucy slowly walked towards her.       ‘My sweet baby…’ her voice cracked. Tears started welling up her eyes as she slowly ran her fingers through Elizabeth’s hair.  It’s been a month since Lucy found Elizabeth, terribly bruised, covered in blood and unconscious, behind her school. She was a terrible victim of bullying and it seemed on that day, the bullied really wanted her dead.  She sat on the seat next to Elizabeth’s bed and took from her coat pocket a few slightly wrinkled, creased papers.       ‘A few of your friends came by to visit, love! They left by presents! And so did that boy you like. He got you ...

  I t was mid-summer when Audrey was hospitalized. She was a cheerful, adventurous and fun-loving ten-year-old with glossy blonde hair put up in two pigtails. She thought her new room was ‘suffocating and boring’ except for the bright window. Outside stood a tall tree, with delicate flowers adorning its leafy green hair.       ‘Hello tree!’ she gleamed, ‘We’re going to be the best of friends!’  In reply, the leaves rustled in the breeze. She giggled but soon after started coughing and stumbled behind.  ‘Mum said I’m not feeling well and that’s why I’m here.’ she said after her fits of coughing came to an end, ‘I want to get out of this unlively old place.’  Days passed and Audrey got accustomed to chatting with the tree.  ‘I want to go to a place where clouds are made of cotton candy, a chocolate river flows and trees dance and sing bearing fruits and treats!’ she would say enthusiastically.  Months passed and autumn came about...

  NOTE: This story  purely fiction like the rest of my stories, please don't come after me!! I woke up reluctantly on a bitter morning. Eyes closed, I lazily washed my face, but I couldn’t help but notice an awfully weird smell. I ignored it at first, but the smell only got stronger.  I opened my eyes to see blood , more like blood diluted in water, flowing from the tap.  I took a step back, letting out a soft gasp. I suppose everyone was up early because before I knew it, a cacophony of screams erupted as if orchestrated by ghouls.  Everyone from my apartment bombarded the oblivious maintenance worker with complaints and questions. To the maintenance worker’s shock, bless his heart, he found two bodies dumped in the water tank in a gruesome state. He stumbled back and fell into hysterics.  Soon, police officers and paramedics frantically paced the scene, blocking the area and investigating. I got a glimpse of the young couple getting loaded onto stretcher...

  S he plopped herself down on the bench beneath a dainty cherry blossom tree in the school ground tired from all the classes and the jostling crowds. She scanned her surroundings, filled with chattering kids who just seemed like they belonged there. She joined this school two weeks back and still struggled to socialize with her fellow schoolmates. She let out an exasperated sigh and took a big bite of her apple, and continued to gaze absent - mindedly at the crowd.       “Hey there.” She turned to see a boy with messy black hair impassively taking a bite of his PB&J sandwich. He leaned back on the bench and looked warmly at her.       “The name’s Ezra. What’s yours?” he took another bite of his sandwich.      “Angela...” she replied shyly.      “Nice to meet you!” She continued to stare at the other students, none of them left to sit around lonely.      “You’re lonely and don’t have any friend...