Saturday, 13 February 2016

Tears In The Sea

"Nope, it's okay. I don't feel like to play something right now. I just want to wandering near the seashore tonight." 
         Lyca went out after refuses an invitation from her friends to play a Truth or Dare game. She walk along the shore with her blue-anglaise dress with sandals in her left hands.The night sky were so beautiful with starry sky. Plus with the ocean breeze blew her wavy brunette hair, it is enough to make Lyca enjoy her time in the night shore. She really love this vacation, the place is so awesome. 
       After a minute walking, Lyca stops her step near a pile of stones. She sit on one the stone and face the night sea. A moment past and her tears suddenly burst. 'I couldn't take this anymore,' she said to herself, mumbling in her sorrow voices. 
'Everything I had planned already messed up before I knew it!' Lyca add. 
"What had you plan about?" a voice asking.
       "Reynade! It is about Reynade!" Lyca answering. "Whose that guy? Your boyfriend?" the voices ask again. Lyca shook her head. 
"He's my crush. I plan to confess my feeling for him but then I know that he's getting engaged."
         "How did you know about this Reynade guy?" the voice keep asking. "I meet him at my first day I moved to Glytane High School in Grade 8. He saved me from Madam Lourgines mad dog and then help me to get my classroom." Lyca let a light giggles. Remember it will always make her laugh. 
            Lyca wipe her tears. 'What a relief to let the tense out,' and suddenly realizes. 'Whose voice's was it?!' Could it be a ghost? Or a thief? To be worst, could it be... a pervert? 
"Something wrong?" Lyca freeze. Oh no, it's the voice! Slowly, Lyca turn her face slowly.
          An image burn to her eyes. Such a fine man with a long white hair is sitting behind her, wearing only his long pants. 
         Wa..wa..wait! Without shirt!
         "Help me! Pervert!" Lyca dash leaving the man alone. 

At the homestay...
"Lyca!Hey, Lyca! You okay?" 

[to be continued]

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