Hurt.

You know what does really hurts? When no one understands you. It hurts no matter what you used to make it better. It hurts the way people look at you in a different way. You know what else hurts? When someone underestimated you. It hurts the way someone you don't even know underestimated you. It hurts when no one knows your true ability. You know what hurts even more? When no one even cared about you. It hurts that when you're hurt so bad, no one even knows. Guess what? It hurts when you know the ugly truth of something. It hurts so bad you don't even know what to do! It also hurts when someone you trusted, lied to you. It hurts the way they don't know how much you trusted on them. There's more. It hurts when no one understand your wants. It hurts when you feel like you don't belong somewhere. It hurts when people ignored you. It hurts when someone cheated on you. It hurts when you fall and no one was waiting to catch you down there. It hurts when no one wants to be with you. It hurts when you lost your friends. It hurts when you lost everything. And what is the cure? The cure for all of these. What is it? It is to be with someone who understands you, cared about you, trusted you, loved you, wanted to be with you, catch you when you fell, doesn't ignores you and knows your ability. Who is it? Mother. They understands you in every single way. They know what you feel. They understand your wants. They know it when you're sad. They know how to cheer you up. They basically know everything about you. So always remember to  love your mother. They've done so much that you can't even count. Or maybe you don't even know!


Psst! : Al-fatihah for them who lost their mother :(
By: Alisya

The crying vampire.

       I live on Broadway Street. My house is right beside the graveyard and the abandoned house. Scary huh? Nope. It's nothing for me. But today, at midnight, its Halloween. Its the 1st time I celebrated Halloween since I moved, which some people said something's going to haunt me. According to the last owner of my house, their son was haunted by a vampire. I guess it's just a joke because I don't believe in ghosts..or vampires. I mean like, really? Haunted by a vampire? I've never heard of it. I invited my friends to go to the abandoned house to see if ghosts are real. I'm very confident to enter the house. Unfortunately, my friends won't enter.

         I entered the house alone. All by myself. For your information, its 8:00 p.m. So, its kinda dark already. The door creaked open. Darkness starts to haunt me. Luckily, I brought a torchlight with me. The hallway was really dusty and there's a mouse on a table. Bats? You don't have to know. Too many! But then, my goosebumps are getting goosebumps! Why? I heard another footsteps and a crying boy. "Henry! Henry!" Wait, what? They even know my name! Or.....BOOM! Mother's face was right in front of my face, waking me up. "Halloween party is just about to start, honey." Oh. I forgot. I was taking a nap just now. Its already 9:00 p.m. But will the dream come true? I'm confused.

       My living room is full of people. I guess the Halloween party is not about to start, but, it has started. I can see my friends from the stairs. Partying. Having fun. But what about me? Worrying about this midnight. "How was your nap, young man?" I almost fall from the stairs. Luckily, I am holding the stairs' rail. It was my dad. "Fine." I answered nervously. I don't know what's wrong with me. I'm nervous, anxious, tired and scared. I questioned myself why am I believing ghosts. I guess they're real after all. Probably. Maybe.

       I joined my friends so that I can hide all of the worries in my mind. We talked and laughed. I almost forgot about this midnight! Guess what? It's already 11:30 p.m.! Everyone started to leave my house because it's already late. Then, there's only my parents and me. I rushed to the bathroom, brushed my teeth and wear my pyjamas. My bed looks very comfortable. So, right now, I am lying on my bed reading my favourite book 'Hardy Boys'. My palms are clammy. My forehead started to sweat. Cringg!! It's 12:00 a.m. I waited. Anxiously. I waited for the ghosts or vampire or whatever. 30 minutes passed.  I fell asleep. As if there's nothing gonna happen. "Uwahh! Uwahh!" I woke up because I heard a noise of a boy crying.

       I covered my face with my blanket. But then, the crying boy stopped crying. So I looked in my room. There's a boy. Looking at me. He walked nearer and nearer. Now, he is beside my bed. Still looking at me. My tears started to fall. Scary. His eyes is all black. He is wearing a pyjamas, with skulls pattern. Same....like me. I feel like screaming but my mouth is shut. PLOP! He disappeared. Where did he go? I don't know. So, I lean to the other side. There he is. We are on the same bed! I ran to my parents' bedroom's door and knock it like crazy. He was chasing me. KNOCK! KNOCK! No one answered. He whispered to me. "Your parents are dead. In this house, there's only you and me. Later, there's only going to be me." I was shocked and panicked. I don't know what to do!

      "Henry! Henry!" Oh..finally I can wake up! But, it's not a dream. Oh my god. The boy disappeared. Again. Guess who's calling me? My mom. Finally opened the door. And asked what happened. I answered. "Something haunt me!" I asked her if we can move tommorow to somewhere else. "Yes we can, honey. But not tomorrow. Maybe in 3 days?" I have nothing left to say. I can't even think. There's also no choice. What can I do more? Nothing. So, I agreed. I guess it's true after all. About the ghost story and the haunt. In fact, I am one of the victim! My first lesson? Now, I believe in ghosts. They're real.

Psst! : I was also having goosebumps writing this. LOL.

By: Alisya

    

     

Hello Imaginary Friends!

Assalammualaikum. Hello there!! Welcome to my blog. Let me introduce myself. My name is Nur Sarah Alisya. You can call me..Alisya or.....Ali. I'm 13. Basically my blog is about writings. I love to write short stories. I spend most of my time, writing. It is now...officially...my new hobby. Writing is fun!! How about you, try it. It's really easy. First, you just imagine anything. And make it interesting, like sad, suspends, happy, mystery and then write it! Pretty simple, right? If writing doesn't fit you, you probably need to try something else. Like dancing or singing. Well, its not like I wrote any stories before. But, I've imagined it. My imagination is kinda cool. LOL. It's all like fantasies and vampires. LOL. Just kidding. Sometimes I imagine a girl's life. Like the mean girls. Or sometimes about adults too.  I really hope you guys will like my writings. Because, its also my ambition. I want to be a writer. Any writer. Books, magazines or newspaper. But not scriptwriter. Well you know, scriptwriter is kinda hard because sometimes we just don't know what to say! So, I'm sure all of the scriptwriters in the world is very creative. I also adore some writers. Like, Roald Dahl, Jacqueline Wilson and Noorfadzillah Omar. They're the BEST. (For me.) Also, no hate comments okay? I'm just an ordinary girl who is trying to improve my writings and creativity. I really hope you guys can correct my grammars, or spellings. I really don't mind. (If you guys corrected my grammar or spelling, I will correct it in red)  In fact, I'm begging you to do it. By the way, I also have a pet cat. Jaguhbi. I love him so much! And maybe I will write a story about him. Heheh. I will post a short story every Thursday, Saturday and Sunday! In Sha Allah. Stay tuned!

By: Alisya