Born from the dead?

Born again from the dead? If I can bring anybody from the dead, I would bring this character back to life and give him a chance to live again. This character may not be exactly human, but a special character whom I would like to give a second shot at. The one and only Gregory Samsa. He is a fictional character from the novella, Metamorphosis but his tragic way of life triggered me to give him a second shot of his life again.

From the beginning of the novella, Gregory Samsa wakes up as a “hideous monster” and gets rejected by every single members of his family. I could see that he is trying his best not to harm others by hiding himself in his room, a total selfless act one can do to for his family, but his family just neglects him and continues on with their life without paying attention to their so called, “son”. If Gregory Samsa could be back from the dead, I would acknowledge his concern and at least be there for him, to listen to his concerns or talk to him about anything in particular.

Throughout the story, I felt that if there was at least someone whom he can communicate or associate with, he would have been off much better, and not come out of his room to get hit by an apple. Gregory's death seemed unfair and that life itself was unfair. People seemed to be too focused on certain stereotypes that a little change in the appearance would make that person an outsider. If I could serve dinner to Gregory Samsa for a night, I would provide him with rotten foods, whatever he feels satisfied eating for the night. I would be happy just to fill his stomach so he could have a good night rest with a full stomach.

If I could bring someone from the dead, it would be Gregory Samsa, and serve him his favorite foods to satisfy his hunger, something that he couldn't fulfill in the story, Metamorphosis.

"Don't be scared.....you're safe with....me."

Hey guys! Since it is October~~~~~ and Halloween in couple of days~~~~~
I wrote a short, kinda "scary" story......so....here ya go...its my first time writing this genre >_<
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I was running away from the voices. Running away from the dark and protecting myself in the light. The light seems to fade away every time I set my foot in them, making me run once again. The voices are following me, haunting me. They are screaming out in pain, crying out for help.

I woke up once again from the nightmare with sweat trickling down my forehead and tried to control my jagged breathing. Everytime, i have that nightmare, it feels so fresh and real. The pain was indescribable as if an actual blade was slicing my fresh flesh. Just when the pain reaches it's peak, it stops. Everything stops. I've asked for help from having this nightmare every single night, wake up gasping for air and suffering the same pain over again. But they never take me seriously. All they could conclude is that I am losing my mind or becoming "mentally ill".

 I looked down at my shaking hands and as I scanned through my room,my alarm clock was beeping loudly next to my desk. As I began to get out of my bed, I felt a cold hand covering my mouth. My whole body froze. I used all my strength to to get away from the grip but it seemed impossible.

"Why hello there, Sasha. How are you?"

It seemed as if his slicky dark voice could kill any living creature. I couldn't move as if my whole body was paralyzed with his single touch. "You can't run now, can you? There's no where to hide. How does it feel to get caught?"

I tried to scream again but no sound came out. I tried to get way, but his grip was too tight. "Do you know the voices Sasha? You will be one of them.....soon."

I tried to hit him with my fist backwards, but I couldn't feel anything. "Don't be scared......you're safe with...me."

Then, I realized my eyes were slowly closing. i tried to pull then apart but they wouldn't stay open. Then the darkness consumed me. I couldn't feel, hear, or see anything. Then all of a sudden, I felt water trickling down my face. I looked up and there he was pouring clear liquid down upon me. in a split second, I felt my skin burn. I was screaming for help, running away from anything or everything around me. I stumbled upon something and fell down. I knew I wasn't dead. but wasn't sure if I was alive either. then, I felt it. hands roaming my body.

"She's lucky she's alive Mrs. Smith. Do you know why she was crossing the street?"

"No. she was screaming and running around everywhere. I didn't know what to do. I was scared and when I saw her getting hit by that car, i didn't know what to do."

I could hear my mom's voice explaining it to the doctors.

"I know this is hard for you Mrs. Smith, but this is not the first time, Sasha came in unconscious. We need you to sign this paper to place her in the mental hospital, getting special help. Do it for your daughter..." A long silence filled the cold dead room before she reponded. "Give me that form."

My heart sank as I heard the pen scratching her signature. Then she brushed my hair away from my face. "Its going to be all right Sasha. I'll see you soon baby."

Then she left. Just like that. I tried to take everything into a possitive aspect. Maybe i need help after all. This might take away my nightmares. I slowly closed my eyes in realization of final comfort when I heard the doctor speak.

"Take a deep rest Sasha. Don't be scared....you're safe with...me."

I opened my eyes and there he was, staring straight back at me. I began to scream and tried to jump away from the bed, but he pushed me back. I tried to run again, but it was too late. I could feel the liquid entering my vein system and darkness swallowed me.

Dating +

A perfect guide for your first date

Every couple gets overly excited for dates - especially their first.  Boys may not fuss as much, but girls spend endless hours on their appearance, debating whether or not they should wear a skimpy outfit or a flowery sundress to accentuate their looks. They experience spaz attacks every five seconds, beginning exactly fifteen minutes before show time. They continuously talk and walk around in circles, asking questions such as, “How do I look?” expecting the constant answer of “You look absolutely beautiful.”  So to all of the guys out there who just asked a special little lady out on her first date, make sure you follow these lucky seven steps in order to make the best impression.


1) Dress nicely (crocs/suspenders/knee length socks do not fall under the category of “nice”)
2) Take a shower (it’s pretty nasty when you smell like a bulldog and it would not impress her)
3) Don’t swear (it will not impress her and she will think you’re a wimp with a potty mouth)
4) Don't mention world of war craft (girls want professional boyfriends, not professional gamers. Besides, she’ll think you’re a nerd)
5) Don’t cancel at the last minute (unless you saw her picture on Facebook and only if it was a blind date)
6) Take some time to know about your partner (don’t talk about yourself non-stop. You may not be that cool than you think)
7) PAY. (it will not impress the girl when you ask her to pay for dinner.....)

Bye my love, hello u.....

Hey guys.....whoever is reading my blog....I am terribly sorry that i haven't been updating my story "Summer of Possibilities." I'm in middle of a writers block and I just changed my laptop which doesn't have microsoft word so it will have to wait until I somehow download them from the internet.....someday..
Anyways, today I would like to "tell" you guys about the new laptop which the U.S government provided us with. It sucks the rock. Even though the screen is a touch screen, the size itself is so small it literally hurts my eyes whenever I'm done playing tetris from Facebook. I'm just joking. Not the game itself but after I'm done working on my "school stuff", I have to scroll up the screen page because the whole background won't fit IN the monitor itself. Okay...is it only me, or can you understand what I'm typing here?....
Oh, in case you guys haven't noticed, I am a non native speaker....meaning my grammar sucks peeeep.
Yeah...I can't cuss because my teacher checks my blog every once in a while...He'll probably read this but it's okay. I am soooooooooooooooo frustrated! Not only that, but my internet won't even connect to my house server. What is this MADNESS?!?!?!?!?! I know I typed in the right password, but it just won't connect!
One of the reasons that stopped me from writing "Summer of Possibilities" is because my new laptop doesn't have microsoft word. Instead, it has "Office Opener". <--- WHAT IS THIS?! This is madness i tell you. I bet it is some kind of remake of microsoft word but a crappy version of it, or "wanna be microsoft". I truly honestly don't know. Another huge part is my writers block. I just can't seem to think of any ideas that I want the story to go to. I know how it should end and all, but the process of going there is quite difficult. I honestly didn't know writing a short novel could be this......much! Now i absolutely admire any kind of authors out there (a passionate one that is) who puts in their time and effort into their story.
So Summer of Possibilities will be coming out sooner or later!