Yo peeps,

I never see anyone post a fiction & non-fiction story here so i thought maybe if you guys can do it. coz as i know some of you sure had done some fictions and stuff...


If you think this thread boring, just ignored it ok. i'm bored so i post this hehehe :cheeky:

The End of wars

In 2099, Earth have been devastated by wars between humans all over the world in the uprising of the Holy war that was supposed to end all wars. But what holyness does this war has bring the humans? death, lost of love ones and also the destruction of every city. Nuclear war was unavoidable in smaller countries that tried to protect their supremacy. 5 years later, Earth has become a barren land with nothing more that just sand and wind. But they kept fighting for their belief in true religion and faith. At what price? a price to pay for their stupidity and stubborness?.

In the year 3020, the humans realized their mistakes and created a diplomat solutions by ending all wars and began a new life under one rule of an organization they named Trade Federation Alliance or T.F.A . The war did ended with celebrations and ceremony, but at what price?. A handful of believers of war still lingers around the world and trying to create havoc to the T.F.A. They called themselves THE LIGHT BRINGER, the one that will bring peace by destroying all the non-believers of their gods. But the T.F.A. classified them as terrorist and an act of savagery to the Alliance. Due to intense attacked from the T.L.B., T.F.A. tried to open a solution to combat these so called terrorist but at what price?. In the end, some political parties in asia disapproved of these solution and they break away from T.F.A.. Soon the Asian established a new goverment by themselves under the name of Asians Dynasty Protectors or A.D.P. by creating a new organization does it mean we can retain peace? but at what price?.

Things has heated up in Asian & Europe country, the T.L.B. has created an uproar of anger from the T.F.A. for destroying their key buildings and also assasinations of key political holders. T.F.A. cant wait any longer for other alliance country to approved of their request that they break the treaty by counter-attacking the T.L.B. The T.L.B doesnt mind the attacks since that is what they wanted since day one they started. Soon, T.L.B and T.F.A was in a heated war between each other and A.D.P. can do nothing but watch the world in termoil again. Refugees from T.F.A kept coming to A.D.P. seeking help for protection and everytime they neared A.D.P borders, they were killed by T.L.B. armies. Upon seeing this, T.F.A. condemn the A.D.P. for not doing anything to save fellow humans and A.D.P. replies was always to follow by the rule of the book. In the end, T.F.A. declared war with A.D.P & T.L.B. .

A.D.P never did reply in T.F.A. declarations but simply trying to create diplomatic solutions again with T.F.A but it fell into deaf ears. In the end, A.D.P openly have to accept the declarations and soon, the whole world is in a war again. But as the war started, it ended abruptly by the destructions of T.F.A & T.L.B goverments due to A.D.P. attacks. Soon the whole world has fallen under the A.D.P hand and peace has been restored under one ruler. But how does the A.D.P managed to defeat the uncontrollable T.L.B and the unstoppable T.F.A? at what price?

In the end the world realized that the Asians have think further for their future. Before the T.F.A and T.L.B being established, the A.D.P has already been created but in a hush-hush matter. They joined the T.F.A in a bid to see how they handle the peace keeping and they created treaty with T.L.B to see how the they will going to control the world. Both failed to maintain peace since the only thing that they do is by destryoing it again & again. Before that, preparations and tactical analysis has been done to find the weakness these two goverments has shown and that is their blindness for power. A.D.P counter was swift,decisive and accurate to them. In the end, the T.F.A & T.L.B crumble like a deck of cards.

At last, peace has been restored and the humans under the ruler of A.D.P has been living in harmony for years. They have pick up the pieces and also trying to restore earth back to where it should be. But in everyone mind there is a question that they kept thinking all the time. "Will this peace stay forever? Will there be a war again? Will we survive this time?" and at What price do we humans have to pay for the sake of PEACE?

THE END

CHRONOFLUX

Footsteps of the two best friends were heard running and splashing on the puddle of water. Sam & Mike were running away and hurriedly hide near the trash bin. Only the sound of their breathing and heartbeat were heard in the cold dark night. Sam turns and stares at Mike while he still panting for air.

�Mike, why are these weird people chasing us?� He stares at Mike�s pale face.

�It�s not us, it�s me. They�re after me��Mike turns to look at Sam.

�You? You�re kidding me right?� Sam couldn�t believe what his best friend has said.

Mike just kept quiet and stares at the moonlight, �Funny that they can come and hunt me now. Why can�t they hunt me from the past?� as he murmured to himself.

�Mike�what they hell are you talking about man? Hunt you from the past?� Sam becoming more confused by his friend behavior.

Mike turns to Sam with a serious face, �What I�m going to tell you is the truth, but it�s up to you if you want to believe me or not��

�Okay�just tell me the reasons�� Sam wiping the cold sweat on his face.

Mike lift up his sleeves and show Sam a device that stuck on his body.

�What the hell is that?� Sam points his finger on the device.

�It�s a Chronoflux, a device that can create a rift to other dimension or time�.� Mike saw Sam�s confused face and he smiled.

�In dummy words, it�s a time traveling device my friend�� He smirked at Sam.

Sam kept quiet for a while and nearly laughed when he realized that they are still in danger.

�You�re lying�there is something else right?� Sam sheepishly smiled at him.

Mike doesn�t find it funny. He pressed a few buttons on the device and at the same moment a holographic images appear with quantum signatures.

�Now you believe me?� he stares at Sam.

�Oh man�it is true�no wonder you went missing for these past few months. You�re doing time traveling�� Sam itchy fingers kept touching the Holographic image.

�I didn�t do time traveling for fun Sam, I�m changing the course of history. As you can see around us, things change� He points on the thing changes to Sam.

�It can�t be man, everything looks the same to me�� Sam scratch his head.

Mike took a deep sigh, �Did John Fitzgerald Kennedy died in November 22nd 1963?�

�What? If he�s dead then why does the current president is John Fitzgerald Kennedy J.R?� Sam winked his eyebrows at Mike.

�You see, the history has been changed by me! John F. Kennedy should died in November 22nd 1963, but I saved him. I pushed him aside before the bullet hit his head� Mike bring himself up and raised his hand.

�I don�t know, it doesn�t seems as if there is any changes around here man�all look the same to me� Sam scratch his head again.

�Okay, I know you very good in History. Tell me, about the Black Plague, Small Pox and Influenza that kills millions of human. What happened after that?� Mike still trying to prove Sam the truth.

�Hmm�they all suddenly vanish without a trace. Well, it didn�t kill millions, it killed only few thousands people then it disappeared� Sam watch Mike staring at him.

�Well, doesn�t it sounds funny that it�s gone just like that? It�s because I saved them. I gave the medicine from the future to them to stopped it on time� Mike grab Sam's shoulder.

�Relax Mike, you�re hurting me�� Sam stares at him.

Mike sighed and look at Sam�s eyes, �I made a mistake, I thought by changing the disaster from the past, I can save the humans from extinct & fighting each other. It doesn�t turn out to be like that. It�s all written and I just changed the most important part of history. Now, John F. Kennedy J.R is in a heated argument with the Asian country. The plague and diseases that supposed to kill us are actually helping us in controlling population. Now, Europe, England and Africa have population crisis and they are nearly dividing the people. Because of that, Asia has problems fending off illegal immigrants from Europe and they still need to hold their population in other Asians country that has refugees�

�What you mean is, all of this happened because you change the history?� Sam brings himself up while looking at Mike.

�Yes, I changed it and now, these Humanoids from the future are looking for me. But if they want to kill me, then they better kill me before I invented the Time travel machine. Why finding me now?� Mike scratching his head.

�Maybe the old you doesn�t realized yet what is going to happened but the now you is trying to stopped a future from happening?� Sam gave his theories to Mike.

Mike eyes become wide��That�s it! That is so ###### true man! Sam, you�re a genius!�

�What? I�m right? Hey, I am a genius okay; just that clumsiness runs in the family. That�s all� Sam shows annoying face to Mike.

�Okay-Okay, relax man. That�s it, they trying to stop me from destroying the future�they can�t kill me from the past because I am the root of all history. So the only way is to kill me who has the intention to�s�t�o�p�me from the past�� Mike sat on the ground and kept quiet.

�You going to stop yourself? How?� Sam kept a lookout at the surrounding while talking to Mike.

�Hehe�you should know how I am right? Nothing can stop me from finishing what I do, but I will try to stop myself from making the device. I need to go back from the past� He pulled up his sleeves and pressed the key to his past. A Holographic image appears and he presses the last button.

�Mike, are you sure about this?� Sam grabbed his best friend shoulder.

Mike smiled at him, �I am sure��

At the same moment, a dimension was open.

�Is that the portal?� Sam walking near to it but Mike grabbed his hand.

�Come on! Let�s run! That is not my portal. It�s a time rift! Someone�s coming out from it�� He explained to Sam while they start running.

They ran quickly and the same time Mike kept looking at his device for time confirmation. The Humanoids came out and starts shooting at Mike but not Sam. He ran out of the alleyway and accidentally hit a police officer so hard that both of them fell down. The police officer becomes unconscious while he regains his posture. He turns to look at the Humanoid that still chasing after them. Then he turns back to Sam.

�Sam, I can�t run away any longer. It�s now or never�� He smiled at Sam.

�Wait Mike! I�m going with you�� Sam ran to him.

�No Sam! Once you went in to the portal, they will start hunting you too. Here, take this�� Mike throws another device at Sam.

�What is this?� Sam takes a look at it.

�It�s not a time travel machine, but it�s a time shield where you will not get affected by the changes. Keep it, I want you to see the truth behind my discovery. At least, you will be the one watching it. So long my friend, die old and be happy�� Mike waved at Sam and at the same time he pressed the time confirmation button. In a flash, he disappears without a trace.

�Mike!!!� Sam bellowed. But he knew his friend had gone back to stop himself.

4 months into the past,

�Come on, I should have figured out the bugs that disturbing the Chronoflux by now. Wait a minute, there something wrong with the wiring� Mike starts to change the wiring in the Chronoflux device.

Suddenly when he pressed the button to activate, a Holographic Image appears. �I did it! I made the Chronoflux functioning!� Just as he celebrating his achievements. A Rift appears and came out Mike from the future.

�What the? Is that me?� Mike looks at himself as the rift close back and disappears.

�Yes, it�s me from the future. I came to stop you� Mike stares at himself.

�What? Stop me from what thing?� Mike from the past became confused.

�From making the Chronoflux. I was wrong, everything has been fated, we can�t change it� He explained to Mike.

�I don�t believe you, we can change it if we want to� His past still stands on his belief.

�Listen to me! It will bring only chaos to the world! I�ve seen the future 4 months from now that everything will change. What we believed in will eventually eat us up. That�s the reason I came back from the past to stop you from making a future that is not for us Humans� He came near to his past.

�A future that is not humans? What are you talking about?� He still stands on his belief.

�In the future, there will be androids and cyborg that will take over us since we humans starts a cold war with each other. We became too advanced that we create an artificial intelligence, which is far superior to us. We are extinct in the future, and the ones to be greatly blame is US� Mike sat on his old chair.

He kept quiet for a while and then starts to smile �How should I believe you? There is no proof. I will still carry on with this mission. Your mission failed but mine will be different. Get out of my sight� he points the door to his future.

Mike stands up and walks beside him �I know this is going to happen. I will not stop until I achieved it right? Today, that word will come to light. As we talked, the Humanoids will come here any moment to kill me. Since there is nothing I can do about it, I guess��

�You guess what?� his past stares at him with a furious expressions.

He took out a gun and points at Mike�s head, �So long Mike, history can�t be change and we shouldn�t be exist by the way. I will save the future�good bye�� He shot Mike�s head and he fell to the ground and died in an instant.
Mike brings down his gun and look at himself lying motionless on the floor. �So this is my death, and I watch it too. At least, it will benefit the future of mankind�� He fell to the floor.

His body starts to become weaker and weaker. He stares at his fingers and it�s starting to fade. He smiled and took out his Chronoflux and the past Chronoflux. �This thing should be destroy� He turn his gun and hit the Chronoflux with the gun handle and it breaks into pieces.

�Good bye Sam�� his last words as he slowly fades away.

Back in the present,

The Humanoid came out of the alley and look at Sam. He stares at them and regains his posture. �You will not kill my friend!� He ran to them to stop them, but before he could put his finger on them, they starting to disappear.

�What the?� soon he realizes that his surrounding starts to change. The newspapers change and lamppost also changes back to the real present. �Mike, what you�ve said is true��

Soon, everything changes to normal. Everyone on the road seems oblivious to their surrounding but the only witness that saw what has happened is Sam himself. He knew that his friend has done it. When the policemen woke up, �What the? Who took my gun?�

Sam eyes become wide and remembered that Mike once said that himself is a stubborn guy. He knew by now that this thing happen is because Mike has killed himself. His tears came out for his best friend and he smiled �For the best of the future eh Mike? Thank you��

He walks off to the dark of the night with tears still dripping down for his dear best friend�



THE END

hmm
i have a fiction to share

Nong nong ago.... in the South of China, East of India............
there was a patch of land....which was deemed as undiscovered, undeveloped, and damn ulu.................
it is called SelegieEspritioArchepolo...
One day, some Wiities came, and tell the SelegieEspritioArchepolonians that
"WE HAVE DISCOVERED YOUR EXISTANCE"....
then, the Wiities started incorporating their witty ways of cultures into the SelegieEspritioArchepolonian ways..... which resulted in the formation of a new hybrid lifestyle.........Over the years, the SelegieEspritioArchepolonians have changed their ways of living so drastically, that now, the Wiities, whom in the past, had a hand in creating the present day SelegieEspritioArchepolonians, now say that the SelegieEspritioArchepolonians have evolved into a new stage, which is neither the Wiities' way, nor the original SelegieEspritioArchepolonian way....and they call the SelegieEspritioArchepolonians -------- THE AXE-MEN..........
TBC...........................


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Originally posted by AMKnewbie@May 24 2006, 10:10 PM
hmm
i have a fiction to share

Nong nong ago.... in the South of China, East of India............
there was a patch of land....which was deemed as undiscovered, undeveloped, and damn ulu.................
it is called SelegieEspritioArchepolo...
One day, some Wiities came, and tell the SelegieEspritioArchepolonians that
"WE HAVE DISCOVERED YOUR EXISTANCE"....
then, the Wiities started incorporating their witty ways of cultures into the SelegieEspritioArchepolonian ways..... which resulted in the formation of a new hybrid lifestyle.........Over the years, the SelegieEspritioArchepolonians have changed their ways of living so drastically, that now, the Wiities, whom in the past, had a hand in creating the present day SelegieEspritioArchepolonians, now say that the SelegieEspritioArchepolonians have evolved into a new stage, which is neither the Wiities' way, nor the original SelegieEspritioArchepolonian way....and they call the SelegieEspritioArchepolonians -------- THE AXE-MEN..........
TBC...........................


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Interesting fiction there... :sweat:

Cant wait for the continuation. :smile:

He has return....

�Hey Salleh! What are you daydreaming about man?� Alex pats his back.

�Ow that hurts man. I was just thinking of our new working environment. It seems this place is very deserted am I right?� Salleh waits for Alex reply.

�I don't know, at least we managed to get a job here as a salesperson. That, I'm happy already� Alex smiled and went to the computer to check his mails.

Salleh stood up and went out of the showroom to take some fresh air. He went out and stretches his arms and took a deep breath when he started to cough. �Oh man, this place really reeks� he mumbling to himself. �I have to agree with you� Mockram reply while sitting at the dark pavement smoking quietly.

�Oh, sheesh, you scared me there for a while. Alex and me have been looking for you since 30 minutes ago. Where did you go?� Salleh stared at him.

�I went to the restroom if you want to know. Today there is no customer as always. At night like this, sure there wont be any souls that dared to come here� Mockram stared at the moon.

�I don't understand why our company had to extend the closing time to 10pm here. It was good when it closed at 8pm all day. I'm beginning to resent working here� Salleh sat beside Mockram.

�Then you should resign. I heard of many stories here and well, lets just say there is something amiss here that we don't know of. Ever heard of the Killer of Mandai?� Mockram turn to look at Salleh.

�Err, isn't that the one where they found 5 headless body in an old warehouse near here in 1980s?� Salleh tries to remember the incident.

�Yep, that's the one� Mockram replied.

Just then, Alex and Zhixiang went out of the cold showroom and began to join Salleh & Mockram. �What are you guys talking about?� the busybody Alex wants to know.

�Oh, we were talking about an unsolved murder case that happened around here 20 years ago� Salleh reply to him.

Suddenly Zhixiang added the story �I know about it, I'll tell you guys something but you don't be afraid okay?�

�What is it?� Alex turns to scowled at him.

�They say, the warehouse that they found the dead body is this warehouse...� Zhixiang stares at them hoping to hear a reply.

There was silence for a moment as everyone looked at each other. Then, they started to laugh at Zhixiang. �sh*t man, don't ever scare us like that� Salleh pat his shoulder.

�No! Really! It�s true. The murder took place here. Tell me, where is the old beverage warehouse that located in Mandai that turned to a furniture warehouse?� Zhixiang glared at them.

Everyone kept quiet again and after a while, Alex replies �This warehouse�.

Zhixiang starts to smile �That's right!�

Mockram finish his last puff and step the cigarette bud. �Okay, lets just end here. We got 2 hours to go to closing and lets just stay inside�

Everybody agreed and went in together to the showroom. While walking, Zhixiang added again �I heard the landlord doesn't want any building here to be occupied after 9pm due to some reasons�

�Cut it out Zhixiang! We are 4 people that are still occupying this place. The rest of the building has been closed after 8pm� Mockram glared at him.

�Okay2, I was just trying to scare you guys off...� Zhixiang laughed at them.

They went to do their respective chores. Salleh sat at the leather sofa reading a ghost novel while Alex & Zhixiang were surfing the net for 4D result. Zhixiang stood up and stretch himself �Eh, Where�s Mockram?�

�He�s inside the Office either doing work or chatting on the phone I guess� Salleh pointing his finger to the office.

Suddenly Alex stood up quickly �Eh, there is a customer. I better go for the sake of my commission. You guys relax ah� He sniggered while walking to a mysterious guy whom standing at the front door looking away from them wearing a cap.

�Sheesh, at this time in the deserted place there is still customer coming? Very kiasu just because of cheap items� Salleh glanced at the guy and went back to reading his ghost novel.

Alex was talking to him and brings him up to the 2nd floor of the showroom. Zhixiang sighed �That Alex ah, very greedy man. Everything he takes for the sake of commission� and went back to surf the Internet.

30 minutes has passed and yet Alex and the customer still haven�t come down. Mockram went out from the office yawning from tiredness. �Where�s Alex?� he asked Salleh & Zhixiang.

�Oh yah, speaking of him, where is he and the customer?� Salleh asked another question to Zhixiang.

�How do I know idiot. He maybe pushing the customer to buy more stuff� Zhixiang scowled at Salleh.



Just then, Mockram saw a person at the front of the door. �Eh, customer?�

Salleh and Zhixiang turn their face to the door and saw the same customer that Alex had served. The guy still looked away from them while he waved his hand to call for assistance. Upon seeing this �sh*t, this is my chance! I bet Alex cannot make a deal with him� Zhixiang was gleefully ran to the guy. Soon they went away from their views.

Salleh went back to reading his novel again and Mockram sat beside him staring at the ceiling. In just a minute, Zhixiang ran down and quietly sat at the computer.

Salleh and Mockram became peculiar with his behavior. �Oi Zhixiang, why never serve?�

�Oh, erm�he look scary lah. Then some more when we went up, I saw Alex staring at us with a pale white face as if he looks like a ghost while sitting on a dining chair. So I thought maybe he's angry at me for stealing his customer. I told the customer to look for the item and get back to me� Zhixiang explain his behavior.

All of them sighed at Alex attitude and went back to do their stuff when suddenly the blackout. The whole place become pitch black except the light from their mobile.

�sh*t, Zhixiang, go and find the fault while me and Mockram will find a torchlight to help you later� Salleh�s echo to him in the dark.

�Okay� Zhixiang reply and went out to the next door to locate the switchbox.

Salleh and Mockram went inside the office searching for the torchlight when they saw lightning flash at the office window.

�What a peculiar ghost story this could be eh?� Salleh smiled.

�I guess so�� Mockram replied.

While searching, Mockram sense something is not right upstairs. �Salleh, I better check on Alex and the customer. It�s been very long since they were upstairs�

�Okay then� Salleh nod at him in the lightning.

He went away and Salleh still searching for the light. As he bends down, he felt something was behind him. He turns around but there was nothing. �Odd, I thought there was someone?� He turn back to the drawer continuing his search. When the lightning strikes, there it was behind the window, a shadow of a person hanged by a rope. �At last! Found it!� he turns around and saw the shadow when the lightning strikes. �Funny, I thought I saw something?� he waits for the lightning strikes again but this time the shadow had gone. He thought maybe his mind was playing tricks on him. So he went to the other room and through the warehouse to look for Zhixiang who apparently now at the switchbox.

When he went in the warehouse, the place seems very eerie in the dark. His torchlight shone at anything he aims as he threads the cold dark warehouse. He saw sparks from the switchbox form afar and thought maybe Zhixiang had done something wrong to the switchbox �Stupid Zhixiang, surely he blown the fused�. Soon as he walks near it, he stumble and fell down, his torchlight went dead and he quickly fumbbled to find it. �Damn, where is it...� as his hand search at the floor, his finger touched something very liquid, he rub his finger and smells it �It smells like iron, nearly like blood...� his body starts to shiver in the cold pitch black warehouse. As he crawled backwards his hand apparently grab the missing torchlight, he knock a few times and switch on the light. He shone directly at the switchbox and to his astonishment; his body starts to tremble in fear. An Axe had lodge in the switchbox with blood dripping on it. The wall is full of blood smearing on it and bloody handprints was everywhere. It was a gory sight for Salleh as he tried not to vomit, �Zhixiang? Where is Zhixiang?� he muttered as he crawled backwards and rested on a forklift. He watched the scene in horror, a drop of liquid drop onto his face. He wipe it off and with the help of the dying torchlight, he realized it was blood. And the blood kept dripping on top of him without stopping. He slowly looked up and shone his torchlight to find out what it is, his hand starts to tremble when he saw a headless body hanging on to the fork of the forklift up high. His body became weak and he accidentally drops the torchlight again to the floor, as the torchlight fell, it shone another gory sight to Salleh. It was Zhixiang's head, with his eyes wide and his mouth open as if he had saw something evil.


Salleh couldn't take it anymore and ran out in the dark and to the showroom. He realized that Mockram, Alex and the customer are upstairs and he had to tell them about Zhixiang's murder. He ran up with his torchlight shone him the path, he heard scuffling in the room. He quickly opens the sliding door and shone the place but he couldn't see anyone.

Just then, something drops from the balcony and he shone it to find Mockram sprawled on the floor and stretching his arm to Salleh �Salleh!!! Run!!! Run!!!� Salleh became dumbfounded and couldn't respond to Mockram's commands. He started to run to Mockram when suddenly Mockram's head was whack with an Axe. He stopped his tracks and covers his mouth at his dead friend with blood oozing out of his head. �Mockram...?� Salleh called out to him to see if he is alive but he knew that Mockram is dead as a log from that Axe. Then he saw a hand came out and pulled the Axe out of Mockram's head and pull his body into the balcony. (Thud!) Salleh heard something being cut off and saw blood coming out of the balcony with something rolling out; it was Mockram's head.

Salleh vomited at the place he stands, as he couldn't take the sight no more, his felt his stomach being squeezed out from him. When he looks at Mockram again, he saw a dark figure now standing beside Mockram's head.

�You shouldn't stay here late at night, you had to break the rules. Now, this is the punishment for doing it. You guys will be my dinner� The dark figure coming towards Salleh with a slow paces. Salleh's thoughts came running through his mind �If I run now, he will be at the advantage. If I fought him, I will lose...what should I do?�

The figure came slowly and raises his Axe at Salleh. Salleh walk backwards and soon got a grip of something metal. Just as the killer wants to slash him, he quickly hit the killer with the metal barstool and the Axe fly out from the killer's hand. Salleh beat the hell out of him with the barstool and sensed that the killer couldn't move anymore. He throws the stool and ran down to find help.

He ran out of the warehouse and all the way to the security guard that take care of the place, when he reached there, he saw a bloody sight. The security guard and the companion had been murdered too.

�Got to call the police!� he thought to himself. He reached out his pocket for his mobile but it was not there, he had left it in the showroom together with his motorbike key.

�sh*t!!!� he screamed. He thought either he should go back in or just run out. Just as he was thinking his eyes caught something moving, it was the killer coming out of the showroom and limping slowly to him with an Axe.

Salleh tremble by the sight of it and runs out of the building in the rain. He saw a light at the top of the warehouse and ran to it in hope that there will be a person helping him. As he ran to the gates, he shouted for help countless time. Soon, a short dark man went out to greet him �What happen? Why shouting for help?� The man asked him.

�Please man, I need a phone! There is a killer on the loose and my friends including the security guard are all dead! I need help quickly! We need to call the police!� Salleh frantically tried to open the gate forcefully.

�Oh no, he came back? Quick! Come in and get the phone!� The guy opened the door and locked it again. They ran inside and he frantically looking for the phone. Once he saw it, he pick it up only to hear a silent tone, he turn to the guy �What happen to the phone line!?!?� the guy walk to him and pick up the phone to check the fault �It's the rain, the line is dead and I don't owned a mobile� he turn to Salleh.

Salleh eyes become wide in disbelief, he quickly ran to the machining and takes anything that he can fight against the killer. The guy also took out a metal bar just in case the killer comes in. They sat opposite each other and wait for it but the killer never came.

�So, how long have your worked here?� The guy asked him.

�Just 2 months� Salleh replied but his eyes were searching for any possibilities that the killer will come.

�Oh I see, well then, I guess you should be new to this kind of thing. By the way, if you want, we can wait for my brother. He said he will come and pick me up and he got a mobile. We can asked help from him� the guy smiled at Salleh.

Salleh was not at all amused but he just return the smile and search for the possibilities. His eyes caught something funny in the old metal warehouse, what he saw was metal hanging bars for hanging dead domestic beast and also a meat cutter. As he turns to the phone, he couldn't believe that the phone can go dead. His eyes follow the trail of the wire and soon saw something amiss; the phone line was taken out from the cable.

He grips the metal bar on his hand tightly and stare at the guy �Say, when will your brother return?�

�Oh, he said he need to bring back some food so I'm waiting for him, he said he will bring back a delicious bacon� The stare at him with an evil grinned.

Salleh stood up and sat beside him on the ground. He chats with the weird fellow but his hand was connecting the phone line. Soon as he did, he stood up and sat beside the phone. As he chats again, he pushed the phone aside and dialed 999.

At the same time, he was shocked by a metal door open very loudly. It was the killer holding 3 of his friends� body. He turned around and saw the man running to him with a cleaver. Salleh block the attack and hit him with the metal bar on the head severely resulting in blood gushed out and the man fell to the ground dead �BROTHER!!!!� the killer shouted.

He put down the bodies and ran to Salleh with fast speed to attack him, �Want to kill me now?? Come and get me!!� Salleh yelled at him.

Salleh ran up the metal staircase avoiding his attacks with an Axe. �You must die! I'm nearly going to eat real meat with my beloved brother when you killed him!� he kept hitting Salleh with an Axe but Salleh could not blocked no more. The killer is too strong for him and he couldn't do anything, soon the metal bar fly out of his hand and the killer managed to slashed his hand severely �ARGH!!!� Salleh ran backwards and stood at the end of railing.

�Now, where are you going to run?� the killer grinned.

Salleh looked down and saw a metal bar standing down below. He sighed in despair and stare at the guy �Since I'm going to die, might as well we die together!!!� the guy enraged by his remarks and ran towards him, he managed to whacked Salleh's shoulder but Salleh managed to grip his body and pushed him down. He fall straight to the metal bar and his head went right through it just like meat stick. Salleh squinted at the dead body and spit �This is what you deserved a******!!!� and he sat on the metal railings with blood oozing out. He knows his time has come since the blood can�t stop bleeding. He heard the police siren coming to the scene and looked at his friend�s body from a far. His vision starts to blurred and he breathing becoming heavier and heavier.

�At last...the case is close...� he muttered.

And there was silence...

The New Paper

He has return...

The old case file in the mysterious murder of five headless bodies has been open when the series of killing starts to happen yesterday night at the same place in Mandai. A total of 7 bodies had been found and one of it is believed to be the killer. There is no witness during the time of happening but from the source given by the police, they had recorded audio version of the killing that took place in the metal warehouse. Apparently, one of the victims managed to open a phone and called the police for them to hear series of beatings and killings going on. Forensic has identified on of the body that died on the metal bar to be a mental disorder patient that run away from Hougang Woodbrigde hospital 30 years ago. The investigator is still searching for any missing bodies, as there are some traces of another body that is still missing. This case has considered the biggest murder case ever happened in Singapore.
THE END

The AXE-MEN, pretty much cosmopolitans..... are now being seen as a deviant , cos they are progressing way too fast, or at least faster than the Wiities expected... Thus, one day, the Wiities decided to put international pressure on the AXE-MEN, something which they call as "REVOLUTIONARY CHANGES"....
Believe it or not, the Wiities, due to the fact that they are unable to bring about all other super-power-nations to start economic and political presures on SelegieEspritioArchepolo, came up with a evil plot...at the expenses of its own countrymen..... They planned for a large scale suicide attack on its own busiest shooping center.... and publicly announce that the AXE-MEN were behind all the evil doings.............

TBC

:sweat:

A warm hearted story to share to all bros/sis here :




I was born in a secluded village of a mountain.


Days by days my parents plowed the yellow dry soil


with their backs facing the sky.


I have a younger brother, 3 years younger than me.


Once, to buy a handkerchief which all girls around me


seemed to have, I stole 50 cents from my father's drawer.


Father knew about it right away.


He made my younger brother and I kneel against the


wall, with a bamboo stick in his hand.


"Who stole the money?" he asked.


I was stunned, too afraid to talk.


Father didn't hear any of us admit, so he said, "Fine, if nobody wants to


admit, you two should be beaten!"


He lifted up the bamboo stick.


Suddenly, my younger brother gripped Father's hand and


said," Dad, I was the one who did it!"


The long stick smacked on my brother's back repeatedly.


Father was so angry that he kept on whipped my brother


until he lost his breath.


After that, he sat down on our stone bed and scolded my brother, "You have
learnt to steal from your own


house now, what other embarrassing things you


will do in the future?? You should be beaten to death! You shameless
thief!" That night, mother and I hugged my brother. His body


full of injuries, but he didn't shed a single tear.


In the middle of the night, all of sudden I cried out


loudly.


My brother covered my mouth with his little hand and


said, " Sis, now don't cry anymore. Everything has


happened."


I still hate myself for didn't have enough courage to admit what I had
done.


Years gone by, but the incident still looked like it


just happened yesterday.


I will never forget my brother's expression when he


protected me.


That year, my brother was 8 years old; I was 11 years


old.


When my brother was in his last year of his lower


secondary school, he was accepted in an upper


secondary school in the central. At the same time, I


was accepted into a province's university.


That night, father squatted in the yard, smoking,


packet by packet.


I could hear him said, "Both our children have good


results? very good results?"


Mother wiped off her tears and sighed," What is the


use? How can we possibly finance both of them?"


At that time, my brother walked out, he stood in front


of father and said,"Dad, I don't want to continue my


study anymore, I have read enough books."


Father swung his hand and slapped brother on his face.


"Why do you have a spirit so damn weak? Even if it


means I have to beg for money on the streets, I will


send you two to school until you both finish your


study!"


And then, he started to knock on every house in the


village to borrow money.


I stuck out my hand as soft as I can to my brother's


swollen face, and said, "A boy has to continue his


study; If not, he will not be able to leave this


depths of poverty."


Me, on the other hand, had decided not to further my


study to university.


Who knows on the next day, before dawn, my brother


left the house with a few pieces of worn-out clothes


and a few dry beans. He sneaked to the side of my bed


and left a note on my pillow;


"Sis, get into an university is not easy. I will go


find a job and send money to you."


I held the note while sitting on my bed, and cried


until I lost my voice.


That year, my brother was 17 years old; I was 20 years


old. With the money father borrowed from the whole


village, and money my brother earned from carrying


cement on his back at cons! truction site,finally, I


managed to get to the third year of my study in the


university.


One day, I was studying in my room, when my roommate


came in and told me,"There's a villager wait for you


outside!"


Why is there a villager looking for me? I walked out, and saw my brother
from afar, His whole body is dirty,


covered by dust, cement and sands. I asked him, "Why


don't you tell my roommate that you are my brother?"


He replied with a smile," Look at my appearance. What


will they think if they know that I am your brother?


Don't they laugh at you?"


I felt so touched, and tears filled my eyes. I swept


away dusts from my brother's body. And said with a


lump in my throat, " I don't care of what people say!


You are my brother no matter what your appearance is?"


>From his pocket, he took out a butterfly hair clip. He


wore it on me, and said, "I saw all the girls in town


are wearing it. So, I think you should also have one."


I could not hold back myself anymore. I pulled my


brother into my arms and cried and cried.


That year, my brother was 20 years old; I was 23 years old.


The first time I brought my boyfriend home, the broken


window had been repaired.And it looked so clean inside


the house.


After, my boyfriend went home, I danced like a small


girl in front of my mother, "Mom, you don't have to


spend so many time cleaning the house!" But she said


with a smile," It was your brother who went home early


to clean the house. Didn't you see the wound on his


hand? He was injured while replacing the window."


I went into my brother's small bedroom. Looking at his


thin face, I felt like there are hundreds of needle


pricked in my heart.


I put some ointment on his wound and bandaged it,


"Does it hurt? " I asked him.


"No, it doesn't hurt. You know, when I was working in


the construction site, stones falling on my feet all


the time. Even that could not stop me from working


and?"


In the middle of the sentence, he stopped. I turned my


back on him and tears rolling down my face.


That year, my brother was 23 years old; I was 26 years old.


After I got married, I lived in the city. Lots of time


my husband invited my parents to come and live with


us, but they didn't want.


They said, once they left the village,they didn't know


what to do.


My brother also didn't agree, he said, "Sis, you just


taking care of your parents-in-law. I will take care


of mom and dad here."


My husband became the director of his factory. We


wanted my brother to get the job as the manager in the


department of maintenance. But my brother rejected the


offer. He insisted on starting to work as a reparation


worker.


One day, my brother was on the top of a ladder


repairing a cable, when he got electrocuted, and was


sent to the hospital.


My husband and I visited him. Looked at the white


gypsum on his leg, I grumbled,"Why did you reject to


be a manager? Manager will not do something dangerous


like this. Look at you now, such a serious injury. Why


you didn't want to listen to us?"


With a serious expression on his face, he defended on


his decision, "Think of brother-in-law?he just became


the director, and I almost uneducated. If I became the


manager, what kind of rumors will fly around?"


My husband's eyes filled up with tears, and then I


said, "But you lack in education also because of me!"


"Why talking about the past?" My brother held my hand.


That year, he was 26 years old and I was 29 years old.


My brother was 30 years old when he married a farmer


girl from the village.


In his wedding reception, the master of ceremonies


asked him, "Who is the one you respect and love the


most?"


Without thinking, he answered," My sister." He


continued by telling a story I could not even


remember.


"When I was in primary school, the school was in


different village.Everyday, my sister and I walked for


2 hours to go school and go home. One day, I lost one


of my pair of gloves. My sister gave me one of hers.


She only wore one glove and walked for so far. When we


got home, her hand was so trembled because of the


weather that was so cold that she could not even


hold her chopsticks. From that day on, I swore that as


long as I live, I would take care of my sister and be


good to her."


Applause filled up the room. All guests turned their


attentions to me.


Words were so hard to come out from my mouth, "In my


whole life, the one I would like to thank the most is


my brother,"


And in this happy occasion,in front of the crowd,


tears rolling down my face again.


Love and care for the one you love every single days


of your life. You may think what you did is just a small


deed,


but


to that someone, it may mean a lot.

here's a fiction...

one day i was so mad..
i couldnt stand it anymore..
i was at the top of my limits..
i went to a vending machine and bought a shotgun
after buying i rode off..
in the search of something..
i saw my ex on the road...
chased after him with my bike..
saw his face and boom...
i shot him direct and he is dead..
the next day i became famous.

I tried reading the long stories here. Read until I :giddy: ... :faint:

I tried reading the long stories here. Read until I :giddy: ... :faint:

I left click & drag my mouse's pointer onto the wordings so that it become white background, may ease sore eyes :P

here's a fiction...

one day i was so mad..
i couldnt stand it anymore..
i was at the top of my limits..
i went to a vending machine and bought a shotgun
after buying i rode off..
in the search of something..
i saw my ex on the road...
chased after him with my bike..
saw his face and boom...
i shot him direct and he is dead..
the next day i became famous.

newspaper didnt come out leh hahhahh
shoot him direct at where ?? heheh

eh how come my old thread came back to life? thought bo laku?

eh how come my old thread came back to life? thought bo laku?
You know lah. Every now and then got forumers go through the old threads and if they want to contribute a comment, lo and behold! Your thread is revived... :thumb:

hehehe ok then

(Priceless)


Jack kept staring blankly at the picture he was holding and sighed, “It has come to this...” he put down the picture and stared at the calendar.

“Our 30 years anniversary tomorrow...sheesh...” He rest his head on his hand and stares at the mirror.

Hours passed and Jack just kept looking at himself for no apparent reason. He suddenly came to his senses and turned to pick up the newspaper he dropped on the floor.

“Russian diplomat coming to Sentosa Island to celebrate the opening of the new casino...hmmm” He turn his view again on the calendar and rubbed his hand on his chin.

“Thats it, I think that will be the right place...” After looking at the map in Sentosa.


Jeff was in deep slumber after a long night work. He faintly heard the sound of his mobile ringing like a buzz of a bee. He slowly appointed his hand to do the searching from left to right and finally he managed to find his mobile stuck deep in the pillow.

He answer the call without looking at his mobile ID, “Hello...I'm sleeping now...go away....”

“Idiot, if you're sleeping now then how come you can answer my call?” The voice on the other side laughed.

Jeff suddenly became fresh when he recognized his best friend voice.

“Jack, bloody hell...I thought it was my workplace. Whats up?” Jeff rubbed his eyes looking at the time which is half past ten in the morning.

“Tomorrow is our 30 years anniversary as best friend dude. How about you and I go fishing for once...” Jack giving his suggestion.

“Fishing? You know how I dislike fishing...after that incident...sheesh” Jeff shake his head trying not to remember the past.

“(laughing) Don't worry, the place doesn't have any people walking around. Its a secret spot. Plus, you don't need to worry since you can't accidentally hooked another old lady skirt again” Jack force him to remember the incident.

“Alright...don't make me remember that incident will ya? Thats was embarrassing to run 3 blocks away from a mad old lady. Jack, why all of a sudden you want to celebrate our friendship? Its been like many moons already that we never celebrate it” Jeff questioned Jack.

“Thats true, it has been many moons already. Thats why I thought we should celebrate it again..just this once...for friendship sake. And according to fishing tactics, tomorrow is a new moon! So the fish is aplenty” Jack's voice sounds cheerful yet forceful.

“Alright Jack. I'll meet you tomorrow...” Jeff agrees after much thinking.

“Phew, thats was hard. Asking you out like asking a girl of my dream out on a date...” Jack laughing at Jeff.

“IDIOT! See you tomorrow!” Jeff put down the phone.

He sat down staring at the date on the calendar and smiled. “Our anniversary...Jack...Jack...you sure have a lot of surprises for me...30 years of friendship and I still don't understand you much...” Jeff muttered to himself.


The big day came.

Jeff was waiting for Jack at the entrance of the Sentosa fuming at Jack's punctuality.

“Where is that Idiot?” he murmured.

After 5 minutes he finally saw Jack's car coming towards him and stopped.

“Yo! Sorry. I got some urgent stuff to do so...” Jack tried to explain.

“Cut the explanation. Lets go...sheesh” Jeff went inside the car.

Jack noticed the atmosphere take a sudden change inside the car when his best friend in a bad mood.

“Sorry Jeff, this will be the last one I'm going to come late...there will be no more next time...” Jack smiled at him.

“Better dude. I can't wait for you all the time...” Jeff look out at the scenery from the window.

“Alright...this will be the last time you wait for me...” Jack laughed.

They finally reach the place. Jack parked his car and Jeff unload their fishing gear from the bonnet. When Jeff took out Jack fishing bag, he noticed it was lighter than usual.

“You didn't bring the full gear...?” Jeff look at him.

“Oh, I'm fishing light today...with one rod I will beat you...” Jack grinned.

“Yeah right, you should know by now that when fishing, lady luck is always by my side...” Jeff gave him a vicious smile.

“You mean old lady luck??” Jack laugh at him trying to make him remember the incident.

“Asshole...” He shake his head.

They went up the small hill and camp at the top. Jeff looked down at the sea and puzzled at their fishing spot.

“Hey Jack, the distance is far for us to cast. What makes you think there is a fish here?” Jeff turn to him.

“Thats the reason why I bring you here. If you watched the deep water closely, there are abundance of fish waiting for us. The challenge now is that who can haul the fish up to the top without breaking a line. Want to take this challenge?” Jack viciously smile at him.

“Bring it on dude...” Jeff gave a thumbs up.

An hour passed and Jeff kept getting quite a lot of fish. He manage to hauled up away from the rocky edges to prevent the line from cutting. But his concentration is not on the fish but on Jack. Jeff puzzled by Jack's behavior. He still slowly assembling his fishing rod and kept looking far away.

“Hey Jack, why aren't you fish yet? You're going to lose to me if you kept day-dreaming” Jeff try to wake him up.

“Oh...nah...don't worry about me....” He smiled and put a small stand on the ground pointing at the other side of the towards the plain fields where there are people celebrating opening of the new casino.

“What events are they having...?” Jeff watch the event from afar.

“They celebrating the opening of the new casino. All of the key political holder is there including the Russian diplomat Volakis” Jack explain to Jeff while screwing the fishing rod and put it in the stand.

“What so great about the Russian diplomat till you can even say out his name...” Jeff turn to Jack who was actually lying down looking at the rod ring.

“Well...they claim that he is the next future for Mother Russia because he currently trying to clear out poverty in that country” Jack aiming his rod at the person.

“That's good. This kind of people should live long to help everyone. Erm...Jack, what are you doing right now? You aren't fishing are you?” Jeff realized Jack was in different position rather than his normal fishing position.

“Pity for the guy...he's going to die later...” Jack grinned while scoping.

“Die? What are you talking about dude...?” Jeff confused by his words.

There was a moment of silent between them with only the wind whizzing past them...

“Jeff...what if I told you that I am not your normal friend? That I am an Assassin for hire...” Jack turn to him and smiled.

“What the hell are you babbling about? Cut those nonsense Jack. Its not funny” Jeff glared at him.

“Its funny to me...you see, I've been killing people for nearly 20 years Jeff...and yet you still think I'm working as an consultant...plus...the people that consult me is the hirer” Jack gave Jeff an evil grin.

“You never tell me all of this...what made you do this?” Jeff bring himself up and coming near to Jack.

“Jeff, I would stay put if I were you. I had mined these place even near me. If you make a wrong step, kaboom!” Jack laughs at Jeff.

“Dammit Jack!! what the hell happen to you!? Please stop all of this. You're scaring me and that piece of fishing rod is not a gun!” Jeff yelled at him.

“This fishing rod? Heh...Jeff...Jeff...you are so stupid. This is a modified rifle that I created myself. It has the caliber of a sniper than can shoot from a distant. Only the drawback is the scope though. One need to have a perfect eye to aim and shoot...” He smiled.

Jeff couldn't believe what he hears. He knew Jack for 30 years and never did Jack lied or show this behavior to him. It is somehow he finally saw the other side of Jack.

“Jack...explain to me...why now...why now do you want to reveal to me your true self...?” Jeff calmly sat down away from him to avoid the mines.

“It was all for money...at first I was hesitant to do it...but seeing that money...I just can't resist it. I killed quite a lot of people that hirer hired me. From a normal small fry to higher key personnel from a war torn country...I killed them without remorse Jeff...” He focus on his target to get into full view.

“Don't you feel sinful? Don't you value the life of people? Killing for money is not the right thing to do Jack! I've been you friend and I always asked you of your problems but yet you kept quiet and smile away. Why can't you tell me before you do it...?” Jeff throw his fishing rod at the side while glaring at Jack.

“You are so naive. Just because we are best friend doesn't mean we share every secrets we have. Jeff, I really do cherish our friendship and I always do. Its just that this Job of killing has blinded me so badly that I really can't differentiate between wrong and right. Plus...after countless killings, I lost the sense to mourn over them anymore. Can't you see me smiling Jeff?” He smiled while waiting for his prey.

“If you don't want me to know of your secret vendetta, why are you showing me all these now? For our anniversary sake??” Jeff yelled at him.

“Hmm...no. Actually this is the touchy part...today I have to do 2 mission hired by two person. 1 is for me to kill that Russian diplomat and the 2nd mission seem hard for me to take but since that person willing to pay everything to me than I can't resist it...so I decided, lets kill 2 bird with one stone...and you should know why you're here now...do you Jeff?” Jack sniggered at Jeff.

Jeff backed a few feet away after hearing his explanation. He couldn't believe what he just heard from his best friend...someone paid Jack to kill him.

“Who is the one hired you to kill me...?” Jeff demands from him.

“I can't tell you Jeff...its a secret...just wait a minute will ya. After I kill that guy, you will be the next one...and please don't run away. Remember the place is all mined...the reason why I came late...” Jack laugh at him.

Jeff fell on his knees and cover his face, “Jack...what can I do to stop you...?” He glares at his best friend with his teary red eyes.

Jack stares at him for a while...and sighed.

“Do you really cherish our friendship Jeff?” He questioned.

“For once, I never have second thoughts about our friendship because everything went smooth. We always protecting each other when we were kids Jack. Remember the time you injured yourself fighting with a mad dog just because you wanted to protect me. I really owe my life to you on that day...and I have cherish our friendship ever since...” Jeff smiled at him with his teary eyes.

“I remember that day...where I had to undergo countless stitches just for you. Well, thats was a good reason to make me remember all of this...I appreciate that Jeff...so I will give you a chance...” Jack smiled at him while pointing at the bushes beside Jeff.

“What is it Jack?” Jeff look puzzled.

“In that bushes over there is a gun which I hid specially for you. That gun is a choice for you...either you kill yourself for me or you kill me and destroy our friendship...its a hard choice Jeff....if you didn't do it...then I will be the one killing you. I can't cancel the contract that have been given nor can I fail my mission just for you. So...this is it...its your choice. Plus you can stop me from killing that guy over there too...” Jack went back to his sniping position and kept smiling.

Jeff took out the gun from the bushes that was put by Jack and aim at him.

Without even looking, Jack laugh while focusing at the diplomat.

“So you finally decides to kill me. Your best friend...well...good luck pulling that trigger...and please, shoot me in the head. I trained myself to pull the trigger even if you disabled my hand. So, please do it cleanly...” Jack finally got a clear shot at the diplomat.

“Jack...stop this...I don't want to do this...we are like brothers! I don't want us to be in this situation...please stop it Jack...you have a choice...” Jeff points his gun at Jack with his trembling hand.

“Choice...?...my choice of going back to be normal has already gone. In my mind, I always had the killing intent on everyone I see...I don't have a choice now...Ahhh, there is the guy. Now Jeff...made your choice...I'm going to pull the trigger...” Jack slowly pulls the trigger.

“STOP IT JACK!!!!” Jeff yelled at him.

“DO IT JEFF!!!!” Jack yelled back and was about to press the trigger.

(BAM!!BAM!!)

Everything went silent.

Jeff fell to the ground crying loudly at his dead friend.

“I'm sorry Jack...I'm really sorry....” He sat down with his legs covering his face.

Jack motionless body lay sprawl on the ground with a smile on his face that can never go away.

Jeff kept staring at his friend for quite some time.

“Lieutenant! Are you alright? The support team is coming your way...”

“Yes, I am alright...be careful...the place is mined...” Jeff replied to the transceiver on his collar.

The support team came and investigate the site. Jeff kept quiet the whole time. He was in a state of shocked after killing his best friend.

His Captain came to him and shake his hand, “You did the right thing. I know this is hard for you Lieutenant. But he has to be stop. Now since he is dead, everyone is safe” He pat Jeff shoulder.

“He is the greatest friend I ever had and I betray him...”Jeff began to swell with tears.

His Captain couldn't console him and just went away.

He couldn't bear to see his dead friend anymore and turn around to walk away when his assistant came to him.

“Sir, there is an envelope with your name on it. We found it in his jacket”

Jeff took the envelope and read the letters.


Hi Jeff,

If you read this letter is means I'm already dead. I guessed I had tell you everything that you want to know right now. But most of it are not entirely true Jeff. I guessed its about time for me to stop making sins that can never go away. I realized I can't stop killing even though it pains me every time I did it. I couldn't stop myself. I was totally powerless to my own evil. I need help...and you are the one that can help me.

I killed countless people until I don't understand the meaning of sadness and pain while looking at the mother whom I killed her son. Her tears made me realized how sinful I am to the world. I tried many ways to tell you my pain but the feeling of addiction really taken me over. I tried many ways to avoid myself to killing and yet I still accept any mission that has been given to me. The last straw for me is when someone I know send me an email requesting me to kill you. That person willingly gave me anything I want just for the sake of me killing you for insurance sake. Thats when I realized there is no money or anything in this world that can make me kill you. Our friendship is priceless to me. When we were kids and when your family take me in when my parents were killed. I owe you a lot Jeff. But this addiction of killing really eaten me up. I decided to stop myself. But I need someone close to me to help me and I choose you. I'm sorry for doing these but this is the only way for me to be in peace. Someone has to stopped me from doing anymore harm to innocent people. Thank you Jeff, you've been a wonderful friend for the past 30 years. You are always a brother to me.

Since I'm dead, in my car has all the evidence that you need to catch all of the people that hired me. My snuff website that I made is also indicate inside the evidence that I compiled for you. I know from the very start that you are an investigator that was trying to sniff me out Jeff. I tried many ways to foul you out of the case and that was a pretty good game.

In the snuff site, there will be one secret document with password for you to read. In it you will know who is the hirer that hired me. This is your choice Jeff. You decide what you want to do to that person.

Here is the password: BESTFRIENDFOREVER

Take care Jeff. Find a better job and a better life. I will pray for your safety Jeff. This a wish from a friend who sees you as priceless in his eyes.

Thank You.

Your Best Friend,

Jack Robertson.



“Jack, you will always be a friend to me. The evil person that willing to kill his dear friend is me. Not you Jack. I knew from the start that you couldn't kill me. But you kept provoking me...Idiot Jack...” Jeff cried and wipe his tears away.

After 1 month, all of the people that hired Jack has been apprehended. Including Jeff's wife. It was devastating for Jeff to know the truth but he knew Jack was doing whats best for him.

Jeff went out of the Police department with his letter of resignation, he smiled that everything is over thanks to Jack's help.

He put his stuff in the bonnet and starts the car. Her turn to look at the letter Jack left him and smiled.

“Thanks Jack. This is the greatest gift you gave to me...” he put down the map that Jack gave and turn to look at the big sack of bag he put beside the driver's seat. The money Jack gave to him.

“My journey starts here...” He smiled and drove off leaving the life that he hates.



THE END

I went over to Philippines to conduct training for some car and bus workshops just last week. But the fruits that left the deepest impression in me isn't the success of the training seminars but rather the first hand eye witness account and conversations I had with a girl over there.

The streets were filled with beggars, the slums were filled with people who dug into rubbish chute for food like how a dog does. The roads are full of pot holes, uneven steps, basically a biker/driver nightmare.

And here's a very revolting joke derived from the eye witness account I had over there.
A Singaporean went to Philippines on a business trip. After touching down, his client went to pick him up at the air port. On the way to the hotel, he saw a lot of beggars on the streets and he took out his cameras to snap them. The Philippines client was very curious and asked why did he do that. The Singaporean replied, "Beggars are tourist attractions to me! Because back in Singapore I cannot find beggars on the street!"

On the first night after meeting up with one of the Porsche specialists, the hospitable boss brought me and my head of dept form the sales side to a bar called mystique. The atmosphere reeked of sleaziness. I always have this discrimination on women who work in this part of the service industry as thanks to the PRC who came over to Singapore to entice local men of their money and had the cheek to go on the papers to broadcast. However, the 2 meetings with this girl had an extremely disturbing effect on me.

She's an absolutely stunning girl coming to 20. With mesmerizing eyes and seductive figure. Dressed in an eye snatching low cut dress that even emphasised her irresistable assets. I shall call her N. When she sat beside me, I avoided eye contact with her. Refused to talk to her as much as possible yet not wanting to appear arrogant. Then she placed her hand on my thigh. I withdrew quickly and she apologised. But as time went by, not wanting to appear antagonised, I commenced communication. She speaks with a below average English in a tagalog accent. However we were able to communicate very well. And soon managed to talk deeper into more topics. N asked me how do I find Philippines and I kept quiet for a while. "Not OK?" she prompted as I recall her preparing to 'punish' me. I then replied "Everything will be fine if not for the corruption." This seemed to have hit the raw nerve of the entire topic. She enthusiastically agree with my allegation. We managed to get cosy with other on our conversations and felt like friends more than a transactional customer. I gave her a little tip of SG$100 which really felt worthwhile for being able to have someone ease my discomfort while staying 'entertained' in front of my client.

On the final night, I conducted the first ever major training seminar on vehicle race suspensions and steering system which I have never conducted in a scale like that before. I was expecting it to be a very challenging night as I went through all the technical details. About 100 people turned up in the car owner's gathering pub including workshop owners, engineers, mechanics, sales, car owners and also the press which gave me the most pressure. Surprisingly the seminar turn out to be extremely successful.

In order to thank my efforts, the Porsche specialist brought me to the same bar to 'give me a treat'. He insisted that I must get a girl which I politely declined even though to him it sounds offensive. He insistantly pushed another girl to me. This girl however was not able to engage me in conversation and within 5 mins popped the question which scare the living daylights out of me. "Do you want to go to the VIP room." I told the head of sales about it and he insisted "If you don't like we can always change the girl." His statement made me feel like I'm really a bas-tard who treats girls like some goods with warranty. I told him I don't want. But he insisted that this is my final night and I must give the client face by enjoying the evening to the fullest. The client is paying and it is an insult to him if I were to be so calculative over such business entertainment.

It was at this moment when I gave him my answer. Little did I know that my decision will bring about some changes towards the way I view things ... ...

what happenned man?

the main point imo: appreciate Singapore.

Other countries tend to have a huge economical/social gap. Income or status wise. Discrimination is another thing which we do not face in Singapore.

As Singaporean, we should be thankful that we got to enjoy many things such as racial harmony and a stable job. (National Day coming lei... gonna be patriotic)

but the cons of Singapore?
ERP etc...

what happenned man?

you wanna know whether he accept the business entertainment or his views? :cheeky:

The other part of the story posted in other SBF (Sammyboy Forum) entitled "Session in the VIP" :cheeky:

But in all seriousness, I am also interested in what happen next. It is indeed quite sad about the situation these women are in.

...It was at this moment when I gave him my answer. Little did I know that my decision will bring about some changes towards the way I view things ... ...

I told the head of sales, "I'd rather have N here. at least we can really communicate." Immediately, he turned to the Porsche Specialist and mumbled something to him amidst the noisy background music with girls clad only in see through bra and underwear walking on the cat walk stage spilled across the hall.

Then I fled to the toilet. I stayed in the toilet for quite a while without realising that I was already having numb thighs over the toilet bowl. After I got out, I went back to the table hoping to see the seat occupied by the girl earlier beside mine empty. It was indeed empty. But when I approached further, I realised that the seat on the right which was initially empty was seated by a girl with hair slightly beyond shoulder length. The whole area was poorly lit and noisy with the loud music blasting away. Surprisingly, when I reached the table and saw N turning around to me, I didn't know why but felt delighted instead.

"Hi!" I remember I greeted her warmly. And sat down beside her and didn't mind her sitting nearer to me this time round. Immediately I told her about her friend who scared the sh*t out of me; literally.

We started to chat and while we couldn't stand the loud music that seems to drown every bit of our talk. I suggested to go to the VIP room instead.

A room was arranged quickly and we entered the room on the first floor. Once inside the room, one of the attendants immediately asked "Sir, do you want condom?"

Startled by the ghastly straightforward question, I didn't know what to answer. So I gave the attendant 500peso to leave. N then sat beside me and from her mesmerizing eyes, I could sense the delight in her. And then she asked me a question which I wasn't able to fathom the reason behind it. "You er... I ask you 1 question you don't tell your friend, ok?"
I gave my obligations without questioning.

"You in Singapore got wife?"

The question left me in absolute shock. Stunned and dumbfounded. Up till today I was still wondering what was the reason she asked that for. Was she trying to hint me that she's interested in me? Or was she trying to find out whether married men always fool around when they have a little money or on men only business trips?

While still dumbfounded, the attendant returned. And this time he returned with a menacing agenda. He brought back a packet of condom!! He has mistaken the 500peso tip I gave him to leave me alone as the money to pay for the condom!!!

This is simply ghastly... I was stuck in the situation with a girl asking me a question which really left me pondering about her certain affections to me. On the other hand with a packet of condom on the table and an attendant looking at me innocently...

lol.. im really hooked on his story.. really interested to find out wad happened next... hopefully dun have stupid ending..

so, u in SG got wife?

sind so Sie verbanden mit einer Frau?

sind so Sie verbanden mit einer Frau?
lesen Sie die Geschichte und Sie wissen

Ich warte Ihr nettes Geschichteende

Woah i also hooked on the story. Now waiting for the next part man.

...This is simply ghastly... I was stuck in the situation with a girl asking me a question which really left me pondering about her certain affections to me. On the other hand with a packet of condom on the table and an attendant looking at me innocently...

Then N asked whether do I need some hot towel and I instantly replied yes and the attendant wanted to calculate the remaining 400peso with me on how much change must he give me. I told him to keep the change and go.

Returning to the sofa this time I started to chat about her family. Days ago when I first met her, I asked her about her family but she said it's a secret and kept mum about her family.

But this time, she started to spill some info about her family member. She told me that she has 4 persons staying in her apartment in Manila in Ortiga QC. Her mother, younger brother and younger sister. It was at this moment when I realised that she is lifting most guard off. Her brother is sick but she didn't reveal or I'd say was unable to express in English what's wrong with her brother's sickness. Her younger sister is only 16 and still schooling. And her mother is not working. But when I asked about her father, she'd just pretend not to hear. Just mention that he is not with her now. In my opinion, I think her father may have dumped her family or they have moved out to flee from him. She originally does not stay in Manila.

The attendant returned and passed me the towel and left.

I also asked whether she came to work in Mystique on her own accord. Her reply was positive. Just as I expected. N's mother does not know that she is working as a prostitute. She lied to her mother that she's working in a casino. As she gradually shed light to her predicament, I finally realised her condition. My heart was filled with pangs. An absolutely stunning girl like her could be poised by circumstances to work in a bar selling her body to be multilated by men whom she hardly know for money in order to take care of her brother, sister and mother. I have always seen truely pathetic people on television but never had the opportunity to know and come into contact with a real one in life.

Even though I really had the urge to make out with her as the condom was still on the table & she has an irresistable appearance. But I really felt I don't have the heart to do it.

"Do you treat me as your customer or friend?" I asked her.

She hesitated and replied "Friend" without much confidence.

I told her firmly that I hope that she treats me like a friend and as a friend, I want to show her respect by not forcing myself on her. Some may ask. How am I forcing myself on her when I am a paying customer. But it is exactly this point when I am forcing myself on her because I can afford to pay. This definately crushes her already battered integrity.

We continued to chat till the bar closed. As I peered through the curtain, I saw men packing up the chairs by inverting them over the tables, music off, lights on. I told N that we should be leaving too. I held her hand and we walked to the table where B (my head of sales) was seated at. I asked him where's M? (M= the Porsche Specialist). He shrugged. Within minutes, M came to the table and N started to communicate to him in Tagalog and walked away for a while. M then told me. "N knows tomorrow is your last day and she wants to have lunch with us tomorrow and see you off the flight."

Excited by this pleasant surprised, my eyes lit up in delight. N came back shortly and then told me that she's leaving with me. So she asked me to wait for her outside. She went back to the room to get changed while M, B and myself walked outside. It was already 4 in the morning. But the streets of Ortiga was filled with traffic like as though everyone were preparing to go to work on a Friday morning.

But what caught my attention wasn't the traffic but the overwhelming number of beggars surrounding the 3 of us. I looked at how scorched, worn scorned the beggars looked. A ghastly sight which I have never see in singapore from the day I was born.

I spoke to B in Mandarin that I am really shocked by the number of beggars on the streets. And about N's predicament. I also commented that many Singaporeans have no idea how fortunate they are in Singapore where we can complain of ERP & taste of food when these people do not even know whether they will have their next meal. My heart really bled for them and as much as I wanted to spare them some money, I knew I couldn't. If I gave one of them, the rest will swarm towards me. Given their numbers, the 3 of us will be easily outnumbered by 1:10

The torment of seeing the beggars ceased when N finally came out of the bar and got into M's car.

Then I realised, she's coming to the hotel with me...

oh no.......this thread.........

its like a Enid Blyton's story or something :lol: but its interesting, seems like you've started your company travels already..

...Then I realised, she's coming to the hotel with me...

Upon getting into M's car, I tried to re arrange my lap top and projector spewed acrossed the back seat of his BMW. N sat on near side of the car while I sat on the off side with the center empty. But before we headed back to the hotel, M & B played the worst prank that ever anyone had played on me.

All I knew was that M drove to a large roundabout and stopped at the road side. A tanned old man grabbed a girl and moved quickly to his car. Yelling in Tagalog, I could not decipher what they were saying. But based on the circumstances, it seemed like they were in the 'Geylang' of Ortiga. M asked whether do I want any of them jokingly. But it wasn't funny. With the window down, N was also looking out curiously like any late teenage girls will.

B and M were laughing to their heart's content when I was freaking out in the car.

After the little commotion, we drove off, only to witness the aftermath of being freaked off by the Philippines sex industry.

Having N in the backseat with me seemed very embarressed. So was N. We didn't talk inside the car while B and M kept pullin our legs by poking fun at the both of us. Making remarks that N must service me well, I like N very much that's why I went to look for her again etc etc.

The hotel that we were staying was a 4.5 star luxurious hotel. Spacious and comfortable. Upon reaching the front porch, the bellboys rushed forward to open our doors and carried my lap top and projectors. Ushered us to the security counter for checking of firemans. N had to register herself on a book as she wasn't a guest in the hotel.

N and I smiled to each other with mutual understanding that it's part of the customary security process and she filled up the book. While we walked up the stairs to the lift, B started to remark, "Although she's a very nice girl, but still you must keep your wallet and expensive things in the safe." I nodded in acknowledgement of his advise and he proceeded to tease me again, "Do you have your rain coat ready?"

"Why we must have sex and not chat instead?" I asked B. but he smiled instead as though he was expressing 'All men are the same'.

We took the elevator up to the 12th floor and bade good night to B when we reached our room first. When N stepped into my hotel room, I was suddenly reminded the mess I left the room to be earlier when I left. All my underwear which I washed in the hotel toilet was spewed all over the big armchair like an undergarment exhibition. Filled with embaressment, I grabbed them and stuffed them into my luggage trolley.

"Sorry, men's room, so very messy." I tried to explain.
"It's OK..." N replied. She placed her bag on the other armchair nearer to the king size bed and went into the toilet. Within seconds, I heard a loud bang coming from the toilet.

Startled, I rushed into the toilet to check what happened, what greeted me was really blood pumping embaressment...

its like trailers you're typing here dude :lol:
MORE MORE :cheer:

if u are really wat u make urself out to be in the story..all i can say is much respect 4 u 4 having such self control :bow:

nxt part!!! comeon!!

Oh man, this is the climax man.. Super nice story... Need more need more..

naked in the toilet? more more more!

damn im hooked on this thread.........

Öffnen Sie ein Blog und stellen Sie Ihre Erfahrungen dort auf. Chatterbox Abschnitt ist nicht für persönliche Blogs. Faden hat geschlossen... :dot:

Edited : Thread reopened and merged... :smile:

...Startled, I rushed into the toilet to check what happened, what greeted me was really blood pumping embaressment...

As I stood at the door, I looked across the toilet and saw N almost naked in her undergarments. She was trying to sit on the toilet bowl. Of course, she will bent down slightly to fit into the curvature of the toilet bowl structure revealing her perfectly sculpted assets. The size were just so fitting for her body frame and the proportions were just too well engineered by God.

"sorry", she said with a little apologetic tone. Apparently her hands slipped off the toilet bowl cover when she was trying to put the cover down.

Filled with embaressment, I also apologised and quickly closed the door and walked away. Instantaneously, I realised what a moron I was. I could've knocked on the door and asked what happened even though it wasn't locked.

I hear N bathing in the toilet and I thought. 'Is that it? Are we really going to do it here on the last night of my first trip to philippines? Aren't we supposed to be friends?' I was torn from limb to limb emotionally. One side of me was telling me that N has the looks and figure to die for. Gentle, domesticated, polite. And what was I waiting for? for sun rise?! Meanwhile on the other hand, I was reminded that N has to stoop to this not because she wanted it. And I must not take advantage of her since I openly declared to her that I want to be her friend and not a paying customer.

Ambiguous, hugely contrasting, undecided...

And N came out of the shower clad only in bath robe. I could feel a throbbing sensation reminding me that my biological requirements were in need of rejuvenation.

And so, I grabbed my clothes and fled into the toilet, closed it and sat on the toilet bowl. I felt my heart beating fast and asked myself. 'Are all men the same?'

Cleared my bowels and showered. Clothed casually as I were to be at home, I came out of the shower. And there I saw N sitting on the bed looking at her handphone with some message alerts before hand.

I went over to the other side and I asked her, "your mother?"

"No, my friend." N replied with her killer smile again.

"So... did you tell your friend that you are with a friend or customer?" I asked.

"Friend." She replied with more confidence now.
I moved over closer and told her. "I don't want to be your customer. I want to be your friend. And being your friend it means I cannot force myself on you or do anything to hurt you."

N seemed to be unable to comprehend my slightly slanged English with more than usual vocabulary thanks to spending 8 hours a day with the Caucasians in the office. She then turned her phone and started to show me photos in her phone.

"This is me without make up." She said in a smile. Well.. they look the same like the one I see beside me now, just as attractive.

Then she scrolled to the next photo, "My sister." I asked her about her sister's age and she replied 16. And she's still schooling. Of course, there's no question who's paying for her sister's school fees. Then she scrolled a few photos showing her hugging her sister in affectionate sisterhood positions. Eventually coming to a photo of a young man. This young man look sick. Just like how you will describe a drug addict.

I was expecting her to say that he's her bf or sort of that.
"My brother." N introduced.

I was taken by surprise. I went on to ask her how old is her brother and she replied 18. "He is sick." N said. Well.. judging from the photos, it was extremely obvious that he's probably suffering from some chronic illness or simply suffering from severe malnutrition.

Further scrolling showed a picture of her father whom she briefly mentioned, "My father" and changed the photo. She showed my other pictures of the Philippino Segala tradition in her village. She explains that this is a form of parade when the church in her village will appoint a single man and woman in their youth to don clothings of extreme aesthetic attraction and parade around the village. I do not know the exact reason for the practice. But she looked stunning in the pictures. Her male escort was her cousin.

She went on to feature many gay friends. Men in women's apparels and make up which looked really revolting. And I am really amazed at how innocent she was. Absolutely no discrimination towards any form of human beings.

The rich, the poor and the gay are all her friends. By now, I was utterly ashamed of myself...

:cheeky: :cheeky:

waiting for the next episode..

... The rich, the poor and the gay are all her friends. By now, I was utterly ashamed of myself...

Back in Singapore, we think we’re the wealthiest nation, most highly educate beings in the region. But we suck up to the Americans and bow to the Europeans. Our SPG is an entire disgrace. There’re those who despise motorcyclists, look down upon those who only have a diploma. Outcast the ex jail-birds, laugh at the homosexuals, Stamping a 2B rider with a class 2 bike, Giving the ‘you are the loser look’ when you stare at a Suzuki swift from a Ferrari. You name it all… And here is a girl in her late teens and she sacrifices herself by working in the lowliest of all lowliest professions to feed her unemployed mother, sick brother and schooling sister. Even with some of my achievements, I really feel like belittling myself compared to this young Philippino girl.

Here I am complaining that I need a faster car and looking at the 100K range as being affordable, while N belongs to the group who has to squeeze in a jeepney before she started working in the bar. My colleagues complained that the restaurant is full and we should’ve made reservations while many people over there hope to have a crowded restaurant so that there will be more left over scrimps in the rubbish bin for them to scrape!

Many of our Singaporeans here simply have no idea how fortunate we are in this little authocratic island whereby ERP springs up every now and then because it will add up the operational costs of our cars and bikes. Even though I am not a PAP supporter, yet I cannot deny that the PAP led by our forefathers had done an amazing job in sculpting the economic landscape that we have today.

I couldn’t hold it any longer and felt tears slowly welling up my eyes. As men, I did my best to fight back my tears. I got up from the bed and walked to my bag and retrieved my wallet. Took out 3500pesos and tried to stuff it into her bag.

N asked, “What are you doing? What are you putting inside?”

I replied, “It’s money. Heck, it’s not that much, only 3500peso. And don’t ask so much questions.”

“No… but we no have sex…” N said.

“No way, we’re friends, and I want to respect you by not forcing myself on you because you are my friend.”

“No… but we no have sex…” N persisted but I did not relent.

I went beside her and told her the reason why I ignored her. And my discrimination towards people who work in this part of the service industry. I explained that after a while I thought she was there because she had to support her family or her husband and bf and not there just to dig more money to add on to her wealth like the PRC.

When she heard about husband and bf, she immediately protested the claim, “No no… I got no husband and bf. If I have husband and bf, I will not work here.” She paused, “But I don’t want to have a husband or bf.”

We continued to chat until the sun came up when N finally fell asleep. I remembered that N said she must be home by 6:30am or else her mother will ask as she’s ignorant of N’s current profession. But she’s making an exception for me. It’s already 7 am and she’s still sleeping. I looked at her sleep on the bed and many thoughts raced acrossed my mind. I gazed across the slit between the curtains overlooking at the landscape of the Philippino capital. I wonder how many people like N exists in this country. Probably too many to keep track of.

The rich in Philippines are mainly the Chinese who originated from Fujian and have assimilated into the Philippino culture. These rich are the filthy rich. One of my client’s client who buys my products for his personal car owns a X5 and employs a Philipino chauffer to drive him around. Another owns a 997 and runs a multimillion business selling something called ‘halo halo’ (Hopefully the spelling is right). However those who do not possess a sound business mentality will not be able even find the right career route to feed his family. An executive there earns only a quarter to half of what Singaporeans do. Don’t talk about changing into Michelin tyres and complaining about the Pirelli supercorsa is too expensive. Because they have no 600cc to begin with. My conversations with M, with another major customer from the commercial vehicle industry, with N all unanimously accused that the problem lies in the corruption. Philippines is a living example how corruption can ruin a nation.

As these thoughts went on, the weariness sets in and I dozed off on the arm chair.

Out of a sudden, I was awakened by N. She was definitely swearing in Tagalog over something and kept apologizing profusely. I took a good look and realized why…

doomsday 2012. all will die.

doomsday 2012. all will die.May I ask how? :confused:

...Out of a sudden, I was awakened by N. She was definitely swearing in Tagalog over something and kept apologizing profusely. I took a good look and realized why…

Her menses has arrived and she has stained the bed with it. She rushed to the toilet to deal with it. Another heart wrenching fact sets in. What about the times when these girls are having their menses? Do they still only earn the 50peso on the orange juice? The amount of income depends on that hole below which basically docks for servicing once a month for 20% of the operational time. And what do they eat during then. I cannot imagine the sight of some men who mind the mess will hit the roof if they are being served by a girl who’s undergoing biological re-structuring.

N got up from the bed and in doing so, her robe slit opened and revealed what lies underneath. For the first time, I see her in the nude. With absolutely no defects on her slim and well proportioned to die for body. Coupled with an aesthetically stunning face and especially her mesmerizing eyes. But even so, I was unable to have any heart to do anything. She is my friend now. And no matter how prepared or willing she was, I don’t want to do anything to degrade her integrity when she’s with me.

N apologized profusely but I kept assuring that it is fine. I really didn’t have the heart to blame her at all. She packs her stuffs and said she needs to go back home to let her mum see her at least once to be at ease. I agreed and asked how is she going to go home. She said she’s going to take a cab and I stuffed her another 100Peso for the fare home.

Now some may wonder why 100Peso? Just days ago during one of my trips to conduct seminars, one of the cabbie tried to rip B and myself off by demanding for 200Peso. B was pissed and told the cabbie to use the meter instead. The latter reluctantly used it but tried to convince us that the road is jammed and difficult to travel. The fare came up to about 70peso. Which is about SG$2.00. The distance covered was about a good 20mins. Compare this with the fare we’re paying in Singapore. The cabbies earn a miserable 20% of what our cabbies earn in Singapore. Considering the higher cost of fuel and operation costs (Petrol in Philippines costs also about SG$2.00/L). Their cabs were absolutely cra-p. Air conditioner was not working, vehicle has no working suspensions, seats were moldy and uncleaned perhaps since the car was bought.

Before N left, I asked will I get to see her later during lunch and before my flight. She said she will try her best. After she left, I don’t know why by felt a sense of lonliness. N has really started to matter in my heart. No matter what, she is the first friend I made outside the boundaries of business.

With her away, I went back to sleep and did not wake up till 10:30am. Absolutely worn out, I still couldn’t deny the fact it’s close to 11am. M will be coming to fetch both B and myself for lunch and some shopping on our last day before flying. I also did not harbour any hopes that N will come given the fact she went home merely 2 hours ago.

At 11am, I called B who’s staying 2 rooms away and said I am ready to leave. He told me M will be late. And he’s still driving on the road. I was expecting that since we all had a long night. And it will be unwise to blame my client for being late. He has every right to be.

I packed my luggage, pulled my trolley bag to B’s room and sat down. Waited for M to call. Occasionally I’d slip into a brief sleep in order to catch up with the rest I didn’t take. The call didn’t come until close to 12pm. M called and he said he will arrive in the next 10 minutes. B and myself grabbed our packed stuffs and quickly went downstairs to check out. The bill came up to about a grand in Singapore dollars for each of us. I can afford to stay in Shangri –la over the weekend and yet not spend too much that eats into my buffer. But an average Philipino will never be able to accommodate such a livery. 5 days in this hotel will cost an average executive his entire month’s salary.
As we dragged out feet to the front porch, I saw M’s vehicle a mini bus and not his car has arrived. In Philippines, there’s a very stupid ruling. On Monday, if the last digit of your number plate ends with 1 and 2, you are not allowed to drive that vehicle. On Tuesday, if the last digit of your number plate ends with a 3 and 4, you are not allowed to drive that vehicle and so on. This is done to control the number of cars on the road. Therefore those who own cars will simply buy another car and add on to the jam. Political policies that comes from a corrupted inefficient government.

While B and myself stowed our luggages into the rear compartment of M’s mini bus, I saw someone else sitting inside the minibus. I went forth to take a look and saw…

MS bro..i'm truly humbled now after reading ur posts..we take such simple things fer granted and after reading ur posts..it did hit me that we, or rather i myself, am too used to the good living conditions of s'pore..we tend to make such a big hoo-haa over small stuff whereas the ppl there are living day to day wondering when their next meal etc...

keep ur stories coming bro..can't wait fer the next piece..

...While B and myself stowed our luggages into the rear compartment of M’s mini bus, I saw someone else sitting inside the minibus. I went forth to take a look and saw…

… N sitting inside. She greeted me warmly and I couldn’t help it but feel extremely delighted to see her.

“I thought you were not coming?” I asked but definitely delighted with her presence.

“uh? You don’t want me to come?” N replied.

“No no of course I want.” I said.

B started to tease, “Wow… what did you do to her last night? She don’t want to sleep and come over to meet you.”

I felt myself flushed with embaressment. N is a friend to me, but still I felt the sensational affections of being able to spend my last hours in Philippines with a friend like her. And it was at this time when I realized why was M late. He has went to pick N up amidst the jam. I really appreciated this gesture of kindness.

But the following hours became an even hurtful revelation for me as I started to decipher some of the hidden pains N has painstaking concealed.

On the way to lunch, I told N that I texted her twice but she didn’t reply. She said she didn’t receive and I confirmed the number. I later realized that I should’ve omitted the zero in front.

We travelled to the Philippines Seafood market to purchase live seafood and bring them to a restaurant to cook them. The seafood there was utterly water spitting fresh. Clams, Oysters, prawns and a fish were all purchased fresh. The Chinese seafood restaurant cooked the seafood supplied by M and the 4 of us started to tuck away. Even though B and myself knew that over eating oysters can lead to severe abdominal pains, we still went ahead and ate all available cheese oysters on the plate. Basically everything on the table was tantalizing delicious, especially outstanding was the barbequed oysters.
After that, we grabbed the mini bus and went to the Mall of Asia. Reputed to be able to dwarf our vivo city and suntec city. And indeed, the sheer area covered was impressive. As we walked into the building, B started to hunt for clothings for his 1 year old son.

While walking about, we came about a ice skating ring. N walked nearer and looked at that. “If I am not tired, I want to go there.” She remarked playfully. Instead of melting my heart with her concealed adolescence, I was gripped with continuous pangs in my heart. Here a girl who’s entitled to enjoy your late teens have decided to destroy it in order to feed her defenseless family. When she saw the sea outside, she said similar things as in wanting to swim. Likewise, it didn’t bode well for me. It was another cry of pain disguised in glee with numbness.

At the age of 20, our girls here are spending time selecting bf, worrying of having to stay single, meeting with friends in shopping arcades, studying for a degree/diploma. But N has to stoop to become a member in the sex industry in order to make ends meet for her whole family.

While we walked in the Mall of Asia, I noticed that N is a heads turner. Many men turned to look at her. Her stunning aesthetically appealing appearance instead of being an asset became the very asset that led her to dwell in the mire. All for the love of her family.

The previous night, I told her that her sister is young and schooling. So N must do whatever she can to ensure that her sister does not fall into this trade too. She agreed and emphasised again that no one in her family knows about what she's doing.

After searching for shops for baby clothes for B’s son in vain, we finally went to one of those deeper into the mall. As B came out, N couldn't take it any longer and said to me. “I want to have a baby and give my baby many dress to wear.”

This was directly indicating that N yearned to have a family despite her condition. But earlier in the night, she said that she didn’t want to get married nor have a boyfriend. Deep in my heart, I knew that she understands her condition and it will take more than a man to accept her as his other half. And so she cheats herself by telling herself that she doesn’t want to get attached or married. This is done in order that she will not think of having a child. She has to cheat herself in order to numb herself and forget about the basic pleasures of a woman; having a family.

This fact really struck me down. I was totally dumbfounded for moments. I have never expected that this trip although was a trip whereby I teach people about vehicles. But yet N taught me about the truly sympathetic life of the poor in Philippines. In doing so, she also indirectly highlights the fortune Singaporeans have over here in this little red dot.

As time ticked by, we headed off to the minibus. While inside, N and I were seated in the rear. I held on to her hand. I felt like crying but holding the tears in my eyes. What is great about this girl is her willingness as the eldest sister to sacrifice herself by ruining her life in order to give her siblings and her mother a life.

How many of us here who has been following the story up till now are willing to do that? I doubt there will even be 1.

Appreciate your family, appreciate Singapore. Because barely 3.5 hours of flight away, there’re many people who don’t even have an opportunity to appreciate.

Thank you for reading this story. And for fellow friends who visit the poorer nations and happen to chance upon a sexual transaction with a girl. Think about the family behind her pathetic background. If we need to screw her so that we can help the family have the next meal on the table, then we’re nothing more than scumbags who take advantage of the weak. Engage the girl in other activities and pay her generously with our powerful currency, do not trash her already battered integrity.

As for N, before we reached the airport, I took out my remaining 1000peso and stuffed into her wallet fully aware that given her condition today, she will not be going back to work tonight. When I reached the air port, I really couldn't bear to leave her. I held onto her hands and she leans forward and kissed me on my lips. A forbidden act which denotes the display of affections. I knew we're now truly friends. I could see from her eyes that there was a sense of helplessness with my impending departure.

I stepped out of the mini bus with immense pain and reluctance. While unloading my luggages, I could still see N looking at me from the cabin. I entered into the Manila air port departure hall filled with emotions. But I know fully well I will come back again one day. By then, I hope that she has found her way out of the sex industry to resume a normal life again. One thing for sure. So long I live, I will never forget her.

(THE END)

Oh man I love that story very much... Really decipher what the people in the other countries are doing despite being in our own beautiful country. Can see that the writer really is emotional attached to N as well as the fortitute of the country. Man i love the way you write and the story.. Really touching and emotional.

Its like readin a story out of Reader's Digest..:cheeky:

So any pics? :cheeky:

So any pics? :cheeky:

:slapforehead: :nobuaya: :lol:

its a nice story... cant help me but keep returning to this thread...

btw, is it friction or non-friction?

its a nice story... cant help me but keep returning to this thread...

btw, is it friction or non-friction?

non-fiction that took place last week.

I am penning this down in a bid to remind ourselves that we as Singaporeans even though are considered rich in the region with the rest far behind doesn't mean we can stamp the foreigners with our money.

While our Singaporeans screw the girls in poor nations, behind the girl is a hungry family waiting for some food on the table. Hoping that after the men multilated their daughter/sister sexually, the men will give them some money to help them tide pass this day.

non-fiction that took place last week.

I am penning this down in a bid to remind ourselves that we as Singaporeans even though are considered rich in the region with the rest far behind doesn't mean we can stamp the foreigners with our money.

While our Singaporeans screw the girls in poor nations, behind the girl is a hungry family waiting for some food on the table. Hoping that after the men multilated their daughter/sister sexually, the men will give them some money to help them tide pass this day.

well said bro,in fact even though i dun know u in real life u have my respect for resisting such temptations and telling us this story.

you are one example of a fine young man, or maybe old man if u are old hehe:D

Good men will not find sex slave in the first place...

Usually all those who received services from this trade are despo teens, uncles etc. Some are not even financially stable enough to support themselves.

Those lucky one will get "bao" but that does not means that they wun be sexually abuse so is it worth it to earn more bucks just for some sadistic wants by their customer?

Imo, i think the higher end of this trade would be more likely encounter good and considerate customers...

btw, i still young... dun blame me if i said anything wrong :cheeky:
and I really enjoyed yr story...

:slapforehead: :nobuaya: :lol:A picture paints a thousand words..:cheeky:

btw, is it friction or non-friction?I thought there wasn't any action? :confused:

Es gibt viele reale Lebengeschichten, die als mitfühlender sind, was Sie in dieser Region der Welt erfahren haben. Hoffnung haben Sie mehr Gelegenheiten, in diese Region zum Zeuge häufig zu reisen oder sie zu erfahren.

Eine fantastische Geschichte für viele unwissend, zum ungefähr zu erlernen.

Es gibt viele reale Lebengeschichten, die als mitfühlender sind, was Sie in dieser Region der Welt erfahren haben. Hoffnung haben Sie mehr Gelegenheiten, in diese Region zum Zeuge häufig zu reisen oder sie zu erfahren.

Eine fantastische Geschichte für viele unwissend, zum ungefähr zu erlernen.

Exactly. My clients are from the wealthier parts of the nation having chauffers, 997, X5, 525, big houses... From there, I was able to contrast the difference between the 2 sides of the country.

We must appreciate Singapore. The wealth difference, the corruption is still not as bad as what is going on in the other countries.

After this trip, I think Singapore is absolutely heaven. LKY even though being harsh on his political opponents, I cannot deny the fact that he and his brethrens eg. Toh Chin Chye, Lee Kim San, Rajaratnam (that generation) has really moulded an impressive Singaporean economical landscape. I hope the years to come, the new leaders will be as good as them. I still want my good paying job, my car and my economic sovereignity. It will break my heart to know my daughter/sister has to become a prostitute to take care of the family.

I am travelling to TW and Thailand next month followed by HK, Indo and our familiar neighbour Malaysia. And business dealings will surely require me to patronize the night life of their city. I hope the life there will be different for the better than what I see in Philippines. But if there is a story worthwhile to pen it down, I will do so again.

May we all still get to complain about ERP because we're rich enough to buy a car/bike.

Es gibt viele reale Lebengeschichten, die als mitfühlender sind, was Sie in dieser Region der Welt erfahren haben. Hoffnung haben Sie mehr Gelegenheiten, in diese Region zum Zeuge häufig zu reisen oder sie zu erfahren.

Eine fantastische Geschichte für viele unwissend, zum ungefähr zu erlernen.

Was zum Teufel? Sie kennen Deutsch auch?

Oder verwenden Sie einen universalen Übersetzer, gerade wie ich?


hahahahahah! :D

Was zum Teufel? Sie kennen Deutsch auch?

Oder verwenden Sie einen universalen Übersetzer, gerade wie ich?


hahahahahah! :D

danke babelfish und alle meine deutschen Kollegen hahaha:D

Was zum Teufel? Sie kennen Deutsch auch?

Oder verwenden Sie einen universalen Übersetzer, gerade wie ich?


hahahahahah! :D

Ich habe deutsche Sprache für ein Jahr in der Vergangenheit getan.

Aber ich habe bereits viel der schönen Sprache vergessen.

danke babelfish und alle meine deutschen Kollegen hahaha:D

Dieser Übersetzer macht Spaß, nicht wahr? :D heh heh heh

Interessante Geschichte erzählten Sie. Viele Länder der dritten Welt sind das ähnlich. Die Lücke zwischen dem Reichtum und Armut ist sehr breit. Singapur ist einzigartig. Unsere Gesellschaft ist konstruiert worden, um ein Gleichgewicht aufrechtzuerhalten.

Ich habe deutsche Sprache für ein Jahr in der Vergangenheit getan.

Kein Witz?

Sind Sie sicher, dass Sie einen Übersetzer nicht verwenden? :D :D

Kein Witz?

Sind Sie sicher, dass Sie einen Übersetzer nicht verwenden? :D :D

Selbstverständlich verwende ich die Hilfe eines Übersetzers..


Aber I erinnert noch sich an Bedeutung von einigen der Wörter.


Sowieso bin ich ausgefallen, wenn ich die Sprache erlernte.


Ich verbessere Rückkehr zum spätesten Nachrichten Abschnitt jetzt, um einiges, sich zu verfangen fortzufahren, von denen ich verfehlt habe.


Guter Tag zu allen.



:D :D :D

Selbstverständlich verwende ich die Hilfe eines Übersetzers..


Aber I erinnert noch sich an Bedeutung von einigen der Wörter.


Sowieso bin ich ausgefallen, wenn ich die Sprache erlernte.


Ich verbessere Rückkehr zum spätesten Nachrichten Abschnitt jetzt, um einiges, sich zu verfangen fortzufahren, von denen ich verfehlt habe.


Guter Tag zu allen.



:D :D :D


Ich wusste es! :D

Betrüger! :D

Gerade wie ich. :deal:





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