Friday, March 4, 2011

part 3


He began his jog home. His daily burdens began circling his head again. He could picture his room, small and plain. A few posters around his room, one of ACDC and one with a hayabusa motorbike. His double bed, with a sky blue comforter. And his pillow, held tightly to his ears. No matter how hard he pushed on the pillow, he could still hear his parents screaming, a bottle smash. His sister in the next room, crying. Begging for them to stop.
            He was pulled from this memory when he seen his neighbour jogging towards him. Will prepared to say hello, but seen the man wearing headphones. So a quick wave was all he got. The sidewalk stretched out ahead of him again, pulling him back into his world of thought.
            It just started with her. The girl from the coffee shop earlier that day. She was standing infront of him, giving him that beautiful smile she had. Will’s thoughts jumped to a new scene. The two of them were sitting in the park, laughing about something. He had to pull himself from this. “stop thinking about her, you wont ever see her again anyway.” He half heartedly tried to convince himself. Without admitting it, he definitely hoped the girl was going to come back the next morning.
            His afternoon went pretty calmly, mostly just playing videogames and cruising some forums. Thinking about his own life almost depressed him. The lack of friends, the lack of company. Without his dog, he would surely have gone mad by now.
            He decided to break this bump in life. That evening, he showered, and put on his dress pants and a button up shirt. Something that he had not done since he moved to the city. The lady that came into the coffee shop earlier, the one with the cake had mentioned about going to a nice Chinese restaurant for a birthday party. It was called “ho lucky’s.” Will decided that he was going out for supper. Even if it was alone. He needed to get out of his dreary apartment.
            He had not been living there long enough to establish a sense of “home”. His place still lacked the little things that could make a house, a home. He didn’t have a fancy kitchen theme, like the apple border, and apple salt/pepper shakers he grew up with. He didn’t have antiques displayed around his TV room. “hell” he thought, “my TV room doesn’t even have one picture”.He decided that after supper, he was going to go out and buy at least one decoration for his house. Everything  had to start somewhere, and his was going to be with this one decoration. He thought maybe a unique art work, or even a little knick knack, like a metal figurine.
            And with that, he set out to supper, trying on a new outlook on life. Although it was a mild night, he decided he could take a taxi. No point in getting sweaty or fatigued before supper. He could always walk home and work it off.

29 comments:

  1. Will sounds like he should just accept things as they are and not try to change his exterior so much as his mode of thought.

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  2. Great post! followed!
    alphabetalife.blogspot.com

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  3. just read all three now and all i can say is keep it up, you have my attention so i'll be back ahaha!

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  4. you have talent man, captivating.

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  5. You are talented!

    Nice stories

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  6. very nice piece! cant wait for part 4! anyways nice blog, following and supporting :D

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  7. I've read this in few minutes... nice work!

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  8. I really want to know what happens to Will! Great job so far!

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  9. Another good one. Smart doing it in parts too. I think the full thing might have scared me off if it was one huge post! :-P

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  10. You have the gift of writing. Following on this one.

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  11. keep writing, you got very good stories.

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  12. I enjoyed this, very well written.

    Keep it up!

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  13. Very well written, I hope you're looking to get your stuff published.

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  14. I'm a little confused. Was he picturing his bedroom in the house he grew up in or the bedroom in the apartment? Other than that, good work so far.

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  15. good stuff man. def going to follow you

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  16. uh, picturing the house he grew up in. :P

    but thankyou everyone!

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  17. That made good reading material.

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  18. Nice story man, a good amount of detail but not overpowering.

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  19. Very good written, sounds really good!

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  20. very good! I'm new to this blog so i of course started at the beginning. Gonna follow for more!

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