Emica Kana is 18 years old. She has always loved writing stories., They were her escape from reality. She always wished that a man would come and save her like they always do in the stories.
Well, she got her wish.
Emica entered a small writing school that was near a river. Her friend had joined her. But, the teacher had an odd vibe around him. Emica became a little scared of him. She especially became scared when the teacher started to pay more attention to her. One day, when she runs from him, she falls into a world of adventure, risk, and abnormalities. 
But, her teacher is what scares her more than this new world. What secrets and schemes did he use to get her here?

"Hmm.. let's just ignore all the people then. " 

They sat there talking and teasing each other for some more time before heading to their respective homes. 


ONE YEAR LATER

Shradha walked into  Computer Science department. She had to meet the dean of the department regarding her project. After discussing for 45 minutes about the project, the dean wanted to speak to her regarding future plans and higher studies. He gave examples of a few seniors who were currently pursuing masters abroad and urged Shradha to think about masters. He seemed to think that with her grades, projects and coding experience all the good universities were within reach. He had said it would increase her value in the job market. Shradha had promised to research further about scholarships and other things for his sake. 

"At home, dad wants to increase my value in the wedding market; here the dean wants to increase my value in the job market. Why are people behind increasing my value !?" Shradha murmured jokingly. She walked to her scooty thinking Nishant would have enjoyed that dialogue. 

Within one year, a lot of things had changed, not just for Shradha and Nishant, but for others as well.  Prithvi and Rohan were integral part of their life and 4 of them hung out a lot at Rohan's apartment. Technically it was a shared place between  Prithvi and Rohan but  Prithvi paid only a small part of the rent while all other expenses were taken care by Rohan. They knew very well how to balance each others family and financial situation. Rohan was from a wealthy family in Delhi while  Prithvi was from a lower middle class family in Bengaluru.  Prithvi stayed in hostel as his home was far from college and daily commute was tiresome, but he visited home regularly. Rohan accompanied him most of time as  Prithvi's parents knew that he was homesick. So they showered Rohan with love and care. Rohan's family was grateful to know that someone was taking care of their precious son well. So they had never objected Rohan even when he spent a lot of money for  Prithvi. Both families were happy about their friendship.

Nishant had been spending a major part of his day in their apartment. He thought that their apartment was the perfect place for him to work on his writing. He would go back home mostly for eating and speaking in the night. Sheela had been really unhappy about this development, but there was nothing she could do. Her son did not respond to her emotional blackmails like earlier. In a way he had grown immune to her words. He would just smile and get on with his work. Nishant always tried his best not to be rude to Sheela or fight with her. He would just listen to her without actually listening to her and never argued back. This was the tactic his father had taught him secretly and this trick saved Nishant from stress. Then again, he hardly spent time at home. Writing had become one of the important part of Nishant and somehow Rohan's bachelor pad was the perfect place for him to be creative and write. Nishant had also been taking more responsibilities at lit club and he had been the chief editor of the college magazine for the last few months. 

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****Ongoing re-write****


‘Agar Tum Saath Ho’ means ‘If you are with me’ in Hindi. These simple words could explain how shradha felt about Nishant. He was her sole source of energy; He was the only person who could sense her emotional distress and calm her down easily. He was her best friend, her guide, and also whoever she wanted him to be. To Nishant, Shradha was like a breath of fresh air. She always pushed him beyond his comfort level and helped him rediscover himself. She was his strength and also his weakness. 

Shradha was the girl who was considered as ‘bad influence’, while Nishant was the ‘good guy’, who was role model to many students and even parents. They had nothing in common except for the fact that both of them were lonely and maybe a little broken. 

Nishant and Shradha came together by coincidence. Their relationship started with simple friendship, which slowly grew into strong bond. He could show his silliness only in front of her while she could afford to show her real self only to him. Despite constant opposition from their family, Shradha and Nishant had continued to be ‘best friends’ and nothing else. 
They were each others ‘first’ in many things and even when the whole world could see how they were already in relationship, Nishant and Shradha could not see the obvious.
When they finally realized they have been in love the whole time, all it took was changing the status on social media.

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Max lived in the modern era in planet earth. He was born during 1990 and lived a normal life. Growing up he didn't have many friends due to his anti-social personality and looking at kids around his age as snotty brats, which his opinion of didn't change even growing up. 
Max wasn't gifted in memorizing, but he was creative. The only thing that sets him apart from normal person is his creativity, which far exceeds people around his age. This is the reason he sees people around his age as immature kids, because as he is learning to make a home-made solar panel, kids around him were building sandcastle. This is the reason he is outcasted, by his choice from other.
As growing up he wasn't really much interested in anything except few projects he invested in and destroyed afterwards. Max wasn't searching for recognition he would receive for his project due to his creative idea in using few simple things to make new thing or modify already existing things for greater output. After done with his project, he would destroy it as it fulfilled his inner wish to use his creativity to fulfill his curious nature.
Although Max wasn't naturally gifted in terms of memorization, but his knowledge was outstanding due to his nature. If he does dive into a project it would require him t learn all the properties about the material he is using, so due to his few project Max has learned most thing and can even achieve bachelor's degree for chemistry and physics at the age of 15, and receive doctorate degree on those subject by the age of 20. 
One of the few things he enjoyed in life was Anime or novel. The reason being he can enjoy the creative idea of author that they devoted into their imagination world and enjoyed thinking what he would do to if he was in those settings. He was almost a NEET, but after graduating from college with the bachelor's in human psychology, he worked for a advertising agency form home. Due to his creative ideas his ad was widely successful, he started from toothbrush ad to presidential ads in just 2 years. Of course, after that he didn't have to worry too much of money after that, and all the money generated from his work went to fulfilling his curiosity with his idea and some even to sending money to his favorite authors to write their story faster due to their very interesting story and concept. 
Although he did have romantic relation early in his life, he didn't continue them as he felt his partner were not satisfying him, not in sexually, but intelligently, so he couldn't fully commit to the relationship, which caused him to leave it, and full fill his sexual needs in red district. He continued his outside personality of a successful ad creator who was well known in politic circle due to the effect as he could sway people just from his campaign but was also known as secretive person due to his reluctance on being on parties and ball etc. and mostly keeping things to his own. He continued his obliged relation of being a somewhat successful person to his few friends from college, and family relation. He of course didn't let them know how widely successful he was in political and business sectors. Lastly, he continued his many project secretively and completed most of them, he also expanded his interest in biological sector in science, and did a few projects related to them.
At age of 45 he was assassinated in his sleep with a neuron poison from the political opponent for which was going against his client for his campaign ad. He got so famous making all his client winning in last decade, and got known that if he campaigned for you then you are guaranteed to win no matter how bad you are, as such he got assassinated by the political opponent from the fear of losing his congress seat held for almost 30 years by a new comer in political world. At left the world he didn't having many personal relations as his parent had passed way five years back, and thus slowly lost contact with his other blood relation member. His reputation was known throughout the world politics for his guaranteed success. He had no significant other that cared for him in the world as he stopped caring for it almost 2 decade back. He created and destroyed many of his personal project which would have caused a huge splash in the world of science for good or bad. He continued to enjoy new and different anime and novels throughout his life. Lastly, he died peacefully in his sleep due to fast acting nerve poison and left the world.

A guys get transported into One piece world with few wishes. Lets see how he changes the world.

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"Congratulations, Ivy."
A group of boisterous cheer sang to the appeared guest for tonight's party.
"Congrats, Ivy!" Bethany roared like the thunder.
"Great work, Ivy," Parker, who stood next to Bethany, clapped.
"Very proud of you, Ivy," David praised in his mellowed temper.
Hearing to the rounds of flattery is none other than Ivy.
Her natural auburn hair dyed all black, and she appeared as charismatic and as cool to her character. Now matured to her age, her face no longer retained her foxy attitude.  There lingered no foolish plays in her demeanor but only an experienced, hardworking, actively running candidate to make her dream come true.
Ivy is no longer the girl who once belonged to the gossip girls group. After graduating high school, as planned, she went out to the world, chasing after her passion, learning the craft, encountering success as well as failures, kept going on and on until she could no longer have fear for trying.
The journey to embark a name for herself as a film director took her to several places, and gave her diverse knowledge. With several years spent learning the different roles behind the camera, she kept producing short films with her close friends from the industry with whom she shares this eternal passion for the cinema.
These handfuls of people stuck together to work on scripts. One such creation that they recently released received a lot of attention and bought forth commendations from various film festivals and special screenings.
Having traveled places where their new short film got countless praises and award buzzes, finally, they returned home to celebrate their recent accomplishment. They all gathered at their studio office, turned a portion of it into a party set-up, decorated with drinks, snacks, and a basket of movie collections for binge-watching all night. The play is to start early, where everyone gathered sharp at two in the afternoon, proposing to have lunch together before following with their plan.
Ivy was running late from having a meeting outside and thus allowing the group to plan for a surprise attack. When arrived, at last, Ivy opened the door to find her friends clamoring aloud until all of their ears went temporarily deaf.
The surprise came with a price, yet they could catch Ivy's face panicked in awe and exhilaration. A horrifying smile was the feat these people aimed to accomplish.
David instantly followed the act by opening an expensive bottle of champagne that they received as the gift in appreciation for their short film. Parker followed by passing over the glass, lastly handing it to the frozen figure as David started filling the glass till the fizzy bubbles overflowed the rims. The cold liquid when touched Ivy's skin, she felt the sharp twinge and melted to its liveliness. They all raised at once to make a toast.
"To Ivy!" they cheered again, and the glasses clinked against each other, taking turns before making to their first sip.
...
"Wow! It feels like we can finally tell the world that we've arrived!" Bethany spoke in relief.
Bethany holds a mysterious background to her personality. The young and lively woman carries a lot of secrets of her past, which she refuses to share with her creative family. Ivy and Parker saw her earlier works and invited her to join their team. Bethany being younger than the both, enthusiastically accepted their offer and became their editor. Her constant raise of questions showed her interest in the projects, and her ability to take risks without getting swayed from any negative comments is an added trait that impressed Ivy and Parker in the first place. They were looking for someone who was similarly crazy like them, and Bethany filled their interest. At the age of 25, Bethany had a degree from arts, and she joined a team that let her go wild.
"I guess so! My parents always kept suggesting to find a regular job and settle down. I had to keep running away, but now, I feel like I could proudly tell her, 'Mom, I was part of this project!' and that I've made it," Parker, the cameraman as well as the music composer of the film, joined to comment.
Ivy first met Parker in her diploma program, where she studied Film Direction. They bonded over their love for movies and quickly became close friends. Parker's sharpness and noticing fine details in anything made him a natural perfectionist. His genius-like skills let him even read people's minds at times. His friendship with Ivy deserves applauding as Parker changed Ivy's fascist nature and brought her down to earth. Ivy thinks of him the closes she is with, following Bridgette.
Parker's skills also include music, which he learned at a young age. Since they couldn't find anyone to do the background score, Parker stepped up the game to volunteer for both jobs and nailed it to his supremacy. Nonetheless, his ambition is to master the art of cinematography. Until they find an individual music composer, he would hold the torch in both departments.
Meeting Parker and being able to work with him is a choice that Ivy could never regret. She smiled at his comment to join for another sip.
"I can finally find a girlfriend now," David lastly sang to others laughing, and it enraged him because of their teasing.
David is an unusual discovery for the rest three. Ivy met Parker first, and they both joined hands, meeting Bethany a few years later. However, David got added to this team only a year ago.
David's role is the writer of the team, and his approach when it comes to words is remarkable and distinct. Aged 43 and still single to himself, David quit his longtime day job to follow his passion. He discovered his love to write at an early age, but a field of work that lacks consistency feared him. Along with his family's worrisome comments on pursuing his passion ended up convincing David to drop his dream. Nevertheless, living his life without a desire made him dull. He kept going till he crashed himself with depression and sadness. No longer could he stay happy, thus driving him to quit his work and follow his long lost purpose.
David started by writing short scripts for contests. Within a year, he met Parker on a project for a television pilot season where his story won the competition, and Parker assisted with the cameraman to direct the first episode. However, as the newbie and jobless man in his forties, David got ripped off for his story when the production company took the rights by settling with a shoddy cheque. Parker saw the unfair deal and invited David to join his team with Ivy and Bethany, interesting him with their goals.
Thus, the four met to form their dream team.
**
Ivy and Parker, having experienced enough of the film industry, started making short films while collectively working on individual projects side by side to earn money for their living. Instead of residing alone in this hard-times, they looked for an apartment together and shared rent from the earnings they made.
Looking at each other now to find themselves earning a bit of recognition for their film, and feeling blessed to have all those tough times paid lastly, everyone had nothing but a proud smile for themselves.
David's stomach made a loud growl, and everyone laughed.
"Let's eat lunch first!" Parker announced to bring out the takeout bags.
"So, what are we doing?" Ivy asks without a clue while digging into her chow mein.
Bethany glanced at Parker and David haughtily to announce their plan of getting drunk and binge-watching movies for the rest of the day, eventually hoping to crash altogether on the couch.
They anticipated for Ivy to jump out in joy, knowing that she enjoys watching good movies, but Parker found Ivy's face turn to an endless maze. He wondered why, but he still heard her dubiously agree to their program.
Finishing their lunch paired with smooth champagne, the gang dived straight to watching films- a basket full of exotic choices: both old favorites and new likely ones.
As time passes by enjoying films and discussing their favorite scenes, one of them displayed tautness. 
Ivy's often departure to the bathroom appeared weird when she got caught red-hand by Bethany, who left her seat to grab more beers. Bethany asked Ivy of what happened in the movie. However, seeing Ivy struggle to answer, Parker stepped in to fill Bethany with the details.
Soon, Parker's eyes kept catching Ivy display restlessness with her presence. She appears not to be sick but reluctant as time passed. And her frequent visits to the bathroom spurred his suspicions. Other than him, none others doubted her strangeness since they matched her need to go with the number of beers she consumed.
When you got to go, you got to go! - They believed in the saying.
The next time when Ivy left her place, Parker noticed and sparring a few seconds, he went to follow her as well.
"I hope you two aren't making out!" Bethany exclaimed when she saw Parker leave his seat. Meanwhile, David couldn't care less of what went around him as his eyes fixated on the screen, and he enjoyed an old classic movie.

IMPORTANT NOTE: You are about to read an LGBT Novel. It is a beautiful love story of two women. 
Lillian Grey and Giselle.
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"Here's my message for you in case if you even care about, don't ever show yourself in front of me, ever again. 
Why?
Because I can't stop myself from loving you if I ever see you again. What you gave me is irreplaceable, I still have it in my heart. It didn't let me live my life in peace."
***
Lillian Grey and Giselle are two souls bonded by love yet, pulled apart by the external entities.
The two women meet years later, the subtle fire still tingling inside, allows them to reconcile but, the question to be asked is:
Will they accept it or not?
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Author's Note:
Greetings to all, welcome to the world of 'Get Back to You.'
Thank you for choosing my novel to read. 
A little bit about myself before I take you on this journey:
I'm a 25-year-old female who believes in her fiction world.
There are two things I love the most in this world:
Music and Stories.
Both are my best buddies, and without them, I won't be able to define myself.
So, I request you to listen to the stories I create and have fun reading them. 
Once again, thank you very much for choosing this novel. I hope you have a great time reading it. 
Lots of Love and Gratitudes.

'Get Back to You' is my first child. She came out of nowhere but made a strong impression on my life.
I have had story plots of various genres, but this one became the starting point for me.
'Get Back to You' is my First Novel as a writer. 
I strive to give you good content through my writing, and so, I will avoid mistakes at all costs. If, and only if you were to find any blunders, feel free to give me your views. 
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Support me by voting, liking, and adding my novel to your library.
What else?
Just have fun reading the story. 
Why?
Because I want you to, that's why I created them in the first place.
My stories are not my fantasies but, something that I want people to listen, read, and feel. 
If I can move your emotions through my stories, then that's a victory to me. 'Get Back to You' is a project of mine where I want people to think 'Love is Love.'
I will work hard to achieve it.

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So, stay awesome and rock it.

 --- October 22, 2017/ 3 months ago ---
 
I and my best friend Margie Rose Domingo are walking to the school ground trying to head our way home. I swear I feel so tired and stressed after that long remedial exam given by our professor since he said that our records are hanging low so all his class stayed late just to comply. The whole school surroundings are now starting to darken but few students are also heading home. 
 
"Wow! I can't believe sir did it again. It's already late see, it's already 6:10 and I'm so tired." I said as I fixe my shoulder bag into my right shoulder, I simply look at my friend beside me seeing her also worn out face.
 
"Yap talks about much too much reminders for next semester. Did you take that form they had given us?" my best friend and partner in many crazy things Margie Rose Domingo asks as I just nod and looks at the trail going to the main road.
 
"Well, what can I say? They must be worried we might transfer to another schools. I am starting to get pressured by this course's subjects. The teachers are giving us too expensive projects and such. It's too stressing for me." I said with a deep sigh of weariness while I rub my aching neck.
 
"Forget that, I'm starving. Can we stop for food?" said Rose while she rubs her stomach that made me and her to laugh. 
 
"Say, whoever had the lowest grade in Creative writing shall treat for our meal." Rose said while winking at me, our teacher in that subject is a terror so I bet our grades are hanging.
 
"Game! That's our deal. Make sure you have extra money there alright." I said jokingly while smirking as we both take our class cards in our bags.
 
"Okay, as we agreed the one with a lowest grade shall pay. On the count of three we shall show our class card." Rose said and I nod thinking that I can pay since I have some extra money with me if ever I lose.
 
We both count into three then show our class cards making Rose grunt upon seeing my grade. I smile in triumph seeing that I have an 87 on my creative writing while 86 on Rose' making me do the victory dance we both usually do.
 
"Alright! A deal is a deal no back outs." I said as Rose sigh then smiles nodding.
 
"No problem." Rose said making me look at her in surprise.
 
"A-Are you sure. Don't tell me you got paid with your part time job in that CD store?" I said looking at my hard working friend who has a part time job on the CD store where I usually hang out just to accompany her.
 
"Hmnn yap. Don't worry about it." Rose said making me sigh knowing that my friend is working none stop because of her mother's medication. 
 
We are walking on the side walk when my cellphone starts to ring. I immediately open my bag and take my cellphone out just to look at it in surprise upon seeing my father's caller Id that made me furrow my eyebrows. I reluctantly slides the answer button somehow I don't know why but I feel so nervous, I slowly place my cellphone on my right ear.
 
"Hello pa." I said waiting for him to speak.
 
When I hear what he say I place my cellphone back into my pocket then looks at my friend looking so apologetic.  Rose look at me wondering while I shake my head looking so dismayed.
 
"What's wrong?" Rose said as she looks at me.
 
"Sorry Rose I have to head back home as soon as possible. They said there is something important they need to tell me. Let's eat out next time. I feel bad since this is our last day together." I said as I look at Rose really dismayed.
 
"Too bad, it's already semester break and the school will be on emergency break making it 3 months of break. We won't see each other again for that long. Are you going back to your province straightaway?" Rose said as we continue walking towards the jeep's station.
 
"I don't know; it's just a little bit weird why my parents are here this late without telling me earlier that they will be here. Something must have come up. I'll text you if ever we can get a chance to eat out.�� I sadly said before I wave my friend goodbye. 
 
"Okay, call or text me okay." Rose waves back towards me on the window of the jeep after she sits on the jeep.
 
As I quietly sit on the jeep I start think as to why my parents are here this late and are waiting for me at my uncle Oliver's house. I wonder why they ask me to head home as soon as possible, that I should immediately head to my uncle Oliver's house and not to the boarding house I am staying which is just beside my uncle's house. The tone of my father's voice made me really nervous. He seems to be so sad while I speak to him a while ago. When I arrive at the gate of Uncle Oliver's house I see an expensive car parked into uncle's frond yard, I sigh then I enter the gate quietly.
 
"Odd, do they have a guest today? This is my first time seeing a car like this visiting uncle. Not to mention it is already late. For a guest to be here on a time like this they must be someone close but I never seen this car before." I said in wonder as I look closely to that expensive looking black car.
 
I slowly climb the stairs towards my uncle's porch and then I stop in front of the door. I sigh while I stand near the door of my uncle's house, I am still deciding if I will knock or just press that darn door bell. I don't know why but I feels so nervous, like something ominous is about to happen. Somewhat, I feel so uneasy. I take a deep breath and slowly knock. The door opens revealing my elementary crush, Michael Adamson. He has this sun tanned skin, black clean cut hair, 6'4 height, muscular built, gray eyes and reddish lips. He is what I call a sun tan god.
 
"Hi. Uhmnn Anna this uhmnn warn you.... I-I just want to warn you. B-be ready for anything that will about to happen. Come in." Michael said as he steps aside to let me in. 
 
I feel so nervous most especially when he said that. The way he said it sound like trouble is about to come.
 
"O-kay.... what is going on?" I ask still confused to what he just said, this is the first time Michael talk to me first but the sound of his hoarse voice made me very nervous.
 
"J-Just be ready, because everything you know is about to change." He said with an awkward smile.
 
I am confused upon hearing what he said. This made me even nervous and uneasy, my relationship with Michael ever since elementary is so cold and yah! Nothing at all, we never talked to each other normally. Even from the time he came to stay with my uncle for college and that we see each other every day since we are walking on the same places every time, yet we never have shared a very interesting conversation at all. We seem to feel awkward with each other's presence thus the cold ice we feel every time one is near.
 
"Ah, Michael. W-what do you mean by that? A-are my parents in here?" I ask trying to hide my blushing face and that nervousness I am feeling. 
 
He smiles and signs me towards the kitchen so I now got my answer to where my parents are. 
 
"Th-They have been waiting for you in there. Ahmnnn Anna, good luck." He said making my face burn but at the same time my heart beats fast. 
 
I don't know if it's because Michael talks to me casually for the first time or that he smiled handsomely OR for something else?
 
"R-Right, thanks." I just said acting cool about it.
 
Michael closes the door and he walks towards the sofa right at the living room and sits beside Casper and Ian. Casper, Ian, and Nina are watching a movie; those 3 are my Uncle Oliver's children and my really unsocial cousins but they are cool when you get to be open up with them. Michael on the other hand is related to my Uncle Oliver's family because Michael's father is distant relative of my Uncle Oliver's wife, Aunt Cedes. And when Michael's father died my aunt take him into their house to help him study and she pays for Michael's studies in exchange he must stay to Uncle Oliver's house and help in his shop. Aunt Cedes is abroad so we seldom see her during our stay here.
 
"Anna dear, is that you? Come on here at the kitchen we have been waiting for you." I hear my uncle's call from the kitchen and since their kitchen and living room table are separated with a wall divider, I can't see who are there or if my parents are there. 
 
I take a deep breath when I see my niece Clayra running towards me and then keep on pulling my bag so I had no choice but to let my cute 4 years old niece have it. 
 
"Careful Clayra." I said as I watch how she is struggling to carry my bag towards the sofa where the others are sitting.
 
I slowly walk towards the kitchen divider as Clayra sit on the sofa next to Michael and starts to ransack my bag. I instantly turn red at the thought that Michael is looking into the content of my bag. My so messy and full bag, not to mention all my class cards are there so he can see my not so well but doing fine grades. I see that Clayra found what she is looking for when she stops looking into my shoulder bag and left it scattered on the sofa beside Michael. 
 
"Too messy." I utter almost a whisper looking at my niece's mess.
 
I shake my head and sighs upon seeing all my papers, class cards and notebooks scattered there while Clayra sit happily as she opens the candy she found. Michael looks at me and then he smiles, he starts to pick all my stuff and carefully return it into the bag. When he looks at me I mouth him my thanks before I take one last deep breath before I continue heading towards the kitchen just to see my parents and my 3 siblings, my elder sister Arsey the mother of my niece, my brother Ezzar and my sister Daisy sitting on the wide dining table together with my uncle Oliver and 3 new faces. 
 
"Hel-lo." I softly said as I nervously look at them, I somehow feel uneasy about this.
 
There is this lovely lady who turns to look at me and starts to cry. She has this dark hairs and fair skin; she is wearing a blue dress while her hair is in messy bun. Beside the lady is a man who is patting the lady's back as his eyes gazes at me, weird. The man has this black hair and a tan skin; he is also wearing a formal suit, those types we usually see worn by business men. On the other side of the man is another man, a man in his 50's and is also looking at me..... so weird. In front of the man is a black bag or in business term, a brief case.
 
"Oh don't just stand there dear. Come and sit so we can start... explaining things." My mother Mary Marcelo said sadly who is sitting beside my father August Marcelo. 
 
I sigh before I walk towards an empty seat just in front of the 3 visitors. I slowly sit and notice that their eyes are all towards me. My heart starts to pound heavily. What trouble did I cause this time? Who are these 3 weird visitors who look at me as if they are looking into a food? But despite of my thundering heartbeat and nervousness I have to act cool about this.
 
"U-uhmmnn what is going on?" I manage to say as I look around the table to look at my family's faces.
 
Why do I feel so uneasy about all of these? I look at my family and I can feel this dark sad aura surrounding them making me scared and nervous. But when I look at the two new faces in front of me, I feel this uncertain warmth in my heart... so weird. To my observation they must be couple seeing how the handsome 30's looking man hugs the woman who is also so pretty and looking like in her 30's to. The way they are looking at me makes me feel so warm, happy, nervous, and scared also not to mention I feel like vomiting all at ones. Who are they and why is the atmosphere feel so tight? Why does my parents look so sad and distressed?
 

Every one of us must have watch or read any fairy tale books in our entire life. Fairy tale story like: Snow white, sleeping beauty and our famous Cinderella. It must be great to live in a rich life where everything you want is given or provided, a life with servants at our disposal, and a life with a handsome prince charming ready to save us. But.....THIS certain story is not like any fairy tale story we had read and watched. This story is about being brave, being you and being who you want to be.

Anna Marie Marcelo is like any normal college girl who dreamed of a fairy tale like life but ends up accepting the reality that she is a farmers’ daughter and that’s just it. This made her study hard and work harder for the dream she wants to achieve in the near future. Together with her friend Margie Rose Domingo, they both face the reality of their boring, normal yet contented life.

A sudden change happens to Anna that causes a stir into her normal life. She will find herself wearing gowns, expensive dresses, and high class jewelries and dine in the finest food chains. Meets handsome but arrogant princes charming. Almost like a fairy tale story….a Cinderella story, but THIS is not a fairy tale story THIS is HER story.

Chapter 1

Rains are dropping beautifully in the sky. I watch as the rain drops into the cemented school ground. I am sitting silently on the very back of the class beside the window where I watches the rain freely. Our teacher in Creative Writing is discussing in front about writing styles making the lesson more boring thus made my mind fly and got occupied by the thought of how my normal boring life suddenly changed causing me to be so problematic now. By the way my name is Anna Marie Marcelo, a nerdy college girl who loves to read novels and watch anime. As a kid I always hated my life for being so boring and normal, I always wanted or hoped that just one day of it will be exciting and worth living for. Yet, when I found out my real identity oh gosh! I feel like I am in a major mystery thriller story with a twist. 

"I wonder why my life turns like this. Osh!" I said giving off a deep sighs of distress.

For a few months I have encountered and experienced much trouble I never had when I was still the normal boring Anna Marie.

---FLASH BACK/1 MONTH AGO---
I and my best friend Margie Grace Domingo are walking in the school ground trying to find our way towards the highway to wait for some public transports. Our subjects just ended and the sky is beginning to darken indicating that our teacher had forgotten to constantly check the time... again.

"Wow, just WOW! Sir is so stressing. Look at the time its already pass 6:30 plus I am so tired. Vacation is already 3 days from now, I bet your professors have also given you some projects?" Margie said as she fixes her shoulder bag in her right shoulder.

"Yap, you hit the jackpot! One big book report and a damn stupid movie review. Forget that, I'm starving. Can we stop somewhere... say McDonalds?" I said as I look at my friend's stressed look.

"We really are in sync, I'm hungry to. McDonalds sounds great." Margie said as she rubs her stomach as if telling me that she is really hungry. This made us both laugh as Margie took off her glasses and wipes it with her handkerchief then returns it back into her face. 

"Dude, just go to your ophthalmologist and get your eyes checked up. You said your glasses are issued way long ago. Look at your glasses they are blurry." I said as I look at my friend.

"Yah right, money dude... I ain't got any. Plus, mom's medication is our priority right now so glasses of long ago should have to do for now." Margie said as we walk at the alley where we pass a street light and a small store.

"Well, priority first right I mean-----." I didn't finish when my cellphone rings causing me to dig into my shoulder bad to look for my cellphone.

I was beyond dazed seeing my mother's caller ID, since the day I came to the city to study since High School they rarely call or text me so it is a shock as to why they are calling me in such late night. With furrowed eyebrows I swipe the answer key and place it into my left ear.

"Hello ma?" I said still in daze.

For a few moments I silently listen to what she wanted to say until she ends the call. Margie is waiting on me as she looks at me worriedly. I look at her with a sorry look on my face making her confused.

"What's wrong?" Margie asks still looking at me in pure confusion.

"Sorry Gie I have to head home pronto. Ma said they are here and there is something important they need to tell me. Let's eat out next time; I was really looking forward to dining with you again. How about we eat tomorrow... say Inasal?" I said as I smile to my friend who smiled as she nods.

Oh by the way I haven't yet introduced my best friend. Her name is Margie Grace Domingo, a nerdy like me who is also a lover of anime and novels. That, must be the reason why we are best friend... we have a lot in common. We continue to walk towards the waiting station where Margie will commute since she lives different direction to mine. As we wait for a public transport I was thinking couple of why's as to why my parents are here unannounced. I was back to myself when I saw Margie signed a public jeep that stops in front of us.

"Anna I'm heading first. See you tomorrow and... better prepare your savings because we will enjoy our days before vacation. See yah!" Margie waves as she rides the jeep.

I waves back at her as I watch the jeep going away. I sigh as I walk towards the private road towards the waiting station of public jeeps traveling to the street where I live in this small boarding house right beside my uncle's house.

I wonder why my mother simply give me the instruction to immediately head home and to come to my uncle Oliver's house, not to the boarding house.  When I arrive and enter the gate I see an expensive looking black car parked in front the yard of my uncle's house but I just thought that my uncle must have some visitors. I stand in front of the wide door unsure if I will knock or just ring the doorbell. It confuses me as to why I suddenly feel my heart beats too fast and I feel so uneasy. I took a deep breath and slowly knock since that is what I usually do when I go to my uncle's. The door opens revealing my elementary crush and maybe until now... Michael Adamson.

"H-Hi uhmnnnn Anna this... uhmnn want to... I just want to warn you. Be ready for anything that will about to happen... oh sorry, do come in. Anna, good luck." He said making me uneasy.

Michael step aside for me to enter but I am still confused and worried to what he have said. The relationship I had with Michael ever since elementary is cold, formal and yah pretty awkward. Even when he came to live with my uncle for college which is a total shock to me since I was really thinking that we won't be crossing path after graduation. Even if we are seeing each other every day, we never shared a very normal conversation. It is like we are embarrassed to even look or utter a word to each other. But what is happening today is a bit confusing to me.

"Ahmnn Michael, w-what do you mean by what you say? A-are my parents here?" I ask trying to hide my flushing face and to stop my fast beating heart.

"Ehmnnnn they are in the kitchen." He said smiling as he close the door.

I watch him walk towards the sofa to sit beside my cousin Casper. The three children of my uncle are there watching an anime in their wide flat screen TV. Ian look at me with a welcoming smile and their only sister Nina waved at me with a smile; I answered them with a smile to. Michael on the other hand is related to my Uncle Oliver's family because his father is the step-brother of the wife of my uncle. That is why he came to live with them for college. I also found out that my auntie is the one paying his college. 

"Anna dear? Is that you? Come on in here, we are in the dining room." I heard my uncle's call coming from the other side of the wall right on the dining room.

Clyra my cute 4 years old niece, the first child of my older sister Arsey and her husband Jack came running from the dining room towards me. Clyra is wearing her favorite green dress that I usually see every time they will come to visit me.

"Auntie...te!" Clyra excitedly jump as she grabs my shoulder bag pulling it off me.

"Oh careful there." I said as she run away with my bag in her hand and place it into the sofa beside Michael.

I watch her as she suddenly raise my bag upon opening it and emptied the content into the sofa. My notebooks, bullpens, some lecture materials and others are scattered on the sofa as Clyra look into it as if looking for something. When she found what she is looking for... a piece of candy I thankfully left in there unnoticed, my niece then run towards the dining room leaving my things in a total mess. I look into it and Michael carefully returns the items back inside my bag giving me one last look with a smile. I mounted my thanks before taking a deep breath and walking towards the dining room breezing myself for anything that might happen.

A fiber of connection from miles away...



Our places on this earth are divided by oceans setting us apart from one continent to another. Several countries speaking several languages to understand each other. People with several cultures and beliefs. Different personalities and opinions.

In this chaotic world, we live in called real life we search for a place to escape from that reality. To be accepted as who or what we are. We have found that in the music we sing. In the books, we read. In the movies we watch. In the places, we travel and visit. Everywhere in which we get inspiration to face reality head-on.

We write stories or poems to inspire others, reading the words we weave from our own world. For some of us, it is simply an escape from reality into a world in which we can use our imaginations to dream make-believe or to live our secret fantasies or just plain be creative.

Getting on the web gives us more ways to share and get connected to other people with the same kind of thinking from across the ocean. Some of the people we meet along the way give us reasons to smile again. It's where we become friends, get to know them well, and get so close that we even trust them enough to share our own greatest fears.

I was a living a kind of living death when I found solace here on Stories Space. A place to write, camouflaging my hatred and sadness from myself when I was reading all the poetry and fictional fantasies created by the writers. I found another escape from reality and indulged in reading.

My feelings from my own troubles in life had made me feel so empty that only through laughter and reading could I be free and somewhat whole again.

I made my own heaven in purgatory.

A friend told me to write down all of my pains and troubles in poems or stories. Another friend of mine told me to be fierce in my poetry writing. I found friends who helped me give my own life a reason to continue living again through writing.

Writing makes me calm every time my mind gets into a panic mode. The pains and the fears of the unknown are my muses for writing.

When I met someone who understood me and made me feel needed and loved my poetry changed its tune. It made me think of happy thoughts. I got inspired by the things I saw and the happy memories of my childhood that I could write about.

Painful memories and realities were always there and so I wrote about them from time to time.

When that someone left me I continued writing. The same inner muse I had gained I used to keep on writing.

Then, out of nowhere, I got to know you. I became happy again. This time I got even more inspired and more creative, experimenting with my writings.

I set aside my shyness and reservations to write creatively. I still can't overcome some of my shyness and reservation but I am blooming, inspired by you.

You became my muse.

The man in the moon. The stars in my darkest hours. When at night I can't sleep thinking of you calms me to sleep.

The sunshine after the heavy storm. Where all the dead trees come to life again. That keeps me warm when everything gets chilly.

My own little heaven in my real life purgatory.

Writing...

Rune's Prose & Poetries

LUCID DREAMS

my wandering crazy mind is just doodling in the sands...

it's just me ...this is a collection of my amateurish writings of poetry, short stories, and prose...

These are all short stories compilation a different story per chapter.

WARNING: Adult contents, please be advised that you're reading EROTICA


ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
RuneMcGrey
Copyright©2014-present

All writings remains MEG Cabingan a.k.a. RuNe also known as runemcgrey's property.
Don't use it for any other purposes without her permission.

I don't know what to now I'm surprised people still care Nina if I do go along with it these are the stories I was talking about please continue them police if you see this and you take my belongings please take the purple notebook labeled Projects to Nina Keith I want her to hold onto my stories because I know she can be creative

It was 10 in the morning, the MJ advertising agency main building 6th floor the CEO office me standing in front of the desk waiting for the man to speak up. Being the main creative head of agency Mr.Jay Jackson, the CEO have high hopes for me.
By the way, I am KM Jennifer, a 23-year-old single female working in the most loved profession for the past 2 years. Although being a girl I always preferred to be as boyish as I can be thinking that it would build my confidence and it did. With such an attitude I have been able to reach the stage of taking up the important projects of my company. And I am totally happy with it being a workaholic staying away from social life and dedicating it to my company affairs and it is one of the reasons why Mr. Jay likes me.
"Jenn, are you there?" Mr.Jay spoke up.
"Yes, sir!"
"Hmm..." with a stressed sigh he said "I am sorry but you have to take charge"
I know what he was saying. About a month ago "Jenn, Mr.Jay is calling you" Susan, my best friend also the manager of this agency.
"What is it this time?" I asked knowing that he would call me only if there are any mistakes in the projects
"Don't know but he seems tensed?" Susan said with a dazed expression
"Don't worry, I will take care" and I reached his office thinking why he called me when there were none major projects to deal
"Finally, you are here" he spoke breaking me from my thoughts
"Yes, sir "I spoke as soft as I could knowing that he is tensed
"You know that we have recently collaborated with SG music entertainment and now they have signed an international contract. You know the famous BTS...."
Before he could finish I choked the coffee I was drinking and immediately spoke " If it's BTS that we are working with then I am so sorry sir I really can't take this project"
He was shocked because this was the first I rejected a project. Thinking I am uncomfortable he understood and said" Fine, then I will see someone else for it "
....[Present]
"Jenn, you have to do it "
"But..."
"I really can't find a member as capable as you. You know this is an important project to prove our trust in SG music entertainment. I can only depend on you"
" I am sorry, Mr.Jay" as I was about to leave the words shook me up
"It's my order, Ms.KM Jennifer "
After working in the MJ agency for the whole two years it's my first time seeing Mr.Jay with so much temper.
I understood that this project is a great opportunity for him to show his skills even in the music industry so I couldn't do anything but to agree with him. And of course, I was a bit scared by his mood that I never encountered
"Fine, if you want me to do it then I will. If there's nothing else I'll take my leave" and left without his permission scared he would lecture.
After reaching my desk my thoughts flowed remembering the days that happened two years ago not wanting to make them come in front of me
"Why me? Why this agency? Why this country? Why this world?" With all stupid questions revolving on my mind, I forgot that I have a lot of work to do as the famous group that I don't want to work with is coming the very next week.
"Jenn, it's almost time are you coming home?" asked Susan who is also my flat-mate.
"I think I have to work more, I'll see you later, "I said my eyes stocked to my laptop
"Fine, but be back soon " she left with a mesmerizing smile on her face making her even more stunning.
She was the most beautiful lady in the whole MJ agency and her bossy like attitude makes her a devil-like angel to love her more and more. If I was a boy I would have made her mine forever.
But now my major problem was to deal with the group more appropriately with a single person from the group that I didn't want to see throughout my life.
As I was about to start my research on this 'the famous BTS' a phone call interrupted. It was from Mr.Jay " Jenn, I hope you can do this project with a little more concern than the other projects that would definitely make me happy"
" I will try my best Mr. Jay"
" I hope so. Meet me sharp at 9:00 am tomorrow. We have a lot to discuss" he said and hang up before I could say anything.
"Fine, as I have accepted this I will show them who is Jenn" murmured although knowing it was all just to build my confidence.
I have spent all night knowing more and more about BTS without recognizing it was almost 5:00 in the morning.

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