"Dear God,

My birthday is coming soon. Can i ask something from you?

Father, i know that you've done a lot for me. You have blessed me with everything a person can ask for. Gave me what everyone else can only hope for. Made me the most fortunate person on earth. I really really am grateful.

Really.

Father,

I would like you to watch over my family members, my friends, and everyone i know.

Please help to make sure my brother and him gets nursed back to health. Please guide my friends along and not let them lose hope. Please lighten the load of my parents so that they would always have those lovely smiles on their faces. Please bless my relatives with happiness and good health.

Please, Father.

Is that too much, Father?

I wouldn't mind if you pay less attention to me, and shower more on them. I wouldn't mind forfeiting all other birthday presents for this.

Really, i wouldn't.

This would be the best birthday present ever.

I thank you, Father.

Amen."

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"Here, your chocolate. It's been waiting for you for a long time. Nearly melted," his brother said as he thrust a bar of 'kit kat' into her hands.

"Thank you!" she squealed in delight, but he left before she could say another word.

She has the best brother one could ever wish or hope for! Her brother is just so thoughtful, so considerate. He never fails to make her laugh, to make her happy. She's not afraid to say, she loves him. As a brother, of course. Who wouldn't love their siblings anyway? There's so many things to say about her brother. So many intrinsic characteristic to describe that she's actually lost for words. No wait, words are not enough to describe her brother.

Her brother would make the best boyfriend on earth.

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'Guilty!'

With a bang, the judge hammered on the table and the place went silent. Everyone looking at her, looking at the accused, looking at the criminal.

She just got home from another dinner with him. Feeling guilty for having made him pay. Again. It's not like she does not have money or anything.

It's just the stupid rules. The rules of society. Rules he insists the society set, but rules are meant to be broken, aren't they?

Yes, but these rules are stubborn. Created at the beginning of time. Always held tightly. Too tightly.

Covalent bond? Ionic? Van der waal's forces of attraction? Hydrogen bonds?

If only those are the bonds holding the rules together.

At least it can be broken.

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"Look at you, you eat like a little kid," her friends laughed as they helped her to clean her mouth of chocolate.

It was really nice to hear them laugh. Nothing beats hearing people you love laughing. Even a smile at her helps to brighten her day. Walking from class to class, she never fails to say 'hi' to at least one other person. She is so fortunate to have such nice friends. Their smiles just makes school an enjoyable place. A place that is at least tolerable. She can't thank her friends enough for adding colours to her life.

Of course, he added much more. Colours not found on the rainbow. Spices not found in the market. Perfumes not found in Arabia or anywhere else.

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"What are all of you stopping here for? The green man's on! We should be running across, since it's raining," she commented as she nearly collided with one her friends walking ahead of her.

"xXx is bringing an umbrella for us," her friend said, smiling a little. "Since he's already on his way, let's not waste his effort."

So sweet! She can't believe her life is so beautiful. Everyone is so nice.

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The leaves rustled under her feet. The gentle breeze blowing softly against her face as her hair cascaded down her shoulders. Strolling through the forest as the trees overhead filtered the sunlight, blocking out most of the heat. The rays of sunlight fell onto her once in a while, casting a silhouette behind her.

For a moment, she paused and turned, casting doubtful looks at the darkness behind her. Ahead, the forebidding path stretched endlessly.

She walked on.

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Feeling weird.

Feeling lost.

So lost.

Don't know what she's feeling now.

Feels as though she is living in a pseudo world.

Putting on a facade.

Drifting aimlessly from one point to the next.

Like a ghost lost in transition.

She wish she could just fade into oblivion.