Assorted thoughs and stories hanging in my head

THE MIRACLE PEN

Mrs. Norris was devastated with her husband's sudden death. Mr. Norris, a carpenter, was found dead, being trapped under piles of building debris. He was found clutching a paper, which seems to be his good bye note for his wife. It was a simple letter full of "I love you", "Thank yous" and apologies for leaving his wife so soon. Perplexing, however, was the idea that no pen was found near Mr. Norris' body.

To Mrs. Norris, the pen was a miracle. She imagined that Mr. Norris was given a chance to leave something behind. She was thinking of this with a smile, until a doctor approached her. "Ma'am I'm sorry for the loss. We now know the cause of your husbands' death.. and we found your miracle pen. Your husband died of choking. You see life's a joke sometimes".

Mr. Norris woke up agitated in the middle of the night as he touch his neck. He was sweating freshly from a bad dream; he took a deep breath thinking that never will he write a good bye note, ever.

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WATCHING AHEAD

Henry is a murderer, well at least that's the way he will turn out as his future unfolds. He was convinced that he can view the future through his broken television set. At first it was just a hazy and static presentation of the war in Iraq; then the Hurricane Katrina. All events came truthfully after exactly a month.

He was planning to make something useful out of it when he saw his image on the TV screen a month ago. It was as clear and white as it can be: the TV showed the older version of him being convicted of 5 counts of murder. It was reclusion perpetua. He was watching still when the TV reception died from static signal. It was the last thing he saw from the future.

So he hid underneath the bed for a couple of weeks, scared to what will happen next. He was silently eating his ration of biscuits when a knock on the door nearly choked him. It was inevitable, he said to himself -- so he stood up, open the door, and was surprised by a man in black suit holding a microphone. A cameraman was lighting his view.

"Sir you just won a part in the courtroom TV drama Real Justice "

Then Henry realized that the TV didn't lie at all, and what he saw was a glimpse of an acting career. He took the offer, packed his things and got off to Hollywood.

He died during the taping as a camera hovering the set fell on his head... The last thing he saw was the static reception in the broken TV.

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Lost Days

"So tuloy bang Sunday Rye?" tanong ng bisor ko. Tagal kong napatunganga. Parang simple ng tanong niya pero sa akin hindi. Sa buong buhay ko kasi, di ko nasilayang di natuloy ang Sunday. Pagkatapos na pagkatapos ng Sabado ay laging Sunday ang bubungad sayo. isa itong araw bago magtrabaho o mageskwela. Tatlong bagay ang maaring mangyari:

1. gunaw na ang mundo pagdating ng alas dose ng sabado; o kaya'y
2. Hihinto ang oras bago sumapit ang Sunday; o kaya'y
3. Pagkatapos ng Sabado ay Monday na kinabukasan.

Natatakot ako sa lahat ng mangyayari, kasi sa Sunday matutulog ako't magbababad sa kama.

"So tuloy bang Sunday Rye?" wala akong nagawa kung hindi ay tumango.
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tulog na ako...night!