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Day 5 Miss Right

After several months of talking to his mysterious girl online, he decided to meet her. And the best thing was that she agreed to it.

He had been crushing on this mysterious girl for months. They both forgot how, when and where they ended up talking, they just did.

She was nice, accommodating, decent and every nice words he could come up with. He had lost interest in any other real girl because of this girl. His friends make fun of him a lot for being a good boy nowadays.

He smirked as he silently thought, “Yeah, maybe I’m a good boy now.”


The girl chose the place and he couldn’t believe his eyes when he arrived at the restaurant situated on the 30th floor of a corporate building. The place is too…posh for him.

He’s a scruffy guy in his late 20s clad in his black pants and a Guns N Roses black shirt with a red plaid long sleeves plus a black leather jacket. He had his work backpack on his back, a mobile phone on his right hand, a special gift on his left hand and a piece of rose in his mouth to complete his idiotic look.

One wait staff assisted him upon entrance and asked if he had put any reservation. Before he could even answer, he saw a woman he so earnestly hated seated at the farthest table. He picked up his phone to call his date while he tried very hard to hide his face from his boss.

“Hello? Where are you?”

That’s the first time they called each other so he was surprised to hear the familiar voice. He looked up from the reception’s desk to find that very same woman sitting at the farthest table talking on the phone.

“Hello, are you there?”

Without a glance, he stormed out of the restaurant and ran for his life.


He was in the park bench sitting, his mouth practically hanging open for a few minutes now. He couldn’t believe that the boss they all hated is his ideal girl.

How is she so different? At work, she always thinks she’s right that’s why all the guys at work call her Miss Right. Well aren’t we right about that subject- she turned up to be my Miss Right. Or is she?

 Also, she seemed so stiff at work, so strict and she rarely smiles.  Well, she’s almost the only girl among all the staff in the company so she probably put up a brave front.

He scratched his head again due to annoyance. He’s having a debate with his own thoughts.

He turned off his phone because he knew she would call. He decided that it’s best for her not to know him. After all, she wouldn’t like him anyway because the things that she has  were the same things he does not have in his life- fame, money, power.

When he arrived home, he found a couple of messages on his phone.

I might have scared you, huh? It’s okay, I understand. Everybody else in the office is scared of me. But you shouldn’t let a lady wait for nothing.

Next time you meet someone, please be kind enough to tell the lady if you’re not interested in coming. You see, that lady might have given up a lot of things that day for a few hours of meeting you. *she puts a smiley* Also, I don’t think there is a need for us to talk again since we both knew by now that I am not really that interesting to you.

His heart felt heavy. He was so confused as to who or what kind of girl she is. She was too different online and in real world.

Still, he felt really sorry for not turning up but he knew it was for the best.


Day 4 The Visit

There were many people in the wake. Some of them went to him and gave their condolences. He never answered, nor lift his head. He was just there, staring at the floor.

Her stepmother and his brothers never bothered talking to him. They were all scared of his quiet demeanor the moment he arrived home. He never spoke to any of them.

The place seemed to stifle his thoughts so he went out to find a desolate place.

Leaning against a tree, he puffed smoke into the air and breathe the familiar scent he used to love so much. He heaved a deep sigh, “I can’t believe I quit this thing for months.” He silently laughed at the thought that he actually did it.

His phone rang but he didn’t budge nor even bothered picking it up for he knew who it was.

When his father died a couple of weeks ago, he went back to the country for the funeral. It hurt him so much to realize how much he wasted his time having fun abroad.

What really upsets him though was that just a few days after he died, his stepmother and brothers were all fighting for the inheritance and all his father’s properties.

A loud cracking sound turned him back to reality. He noticed his right hand was bleeding. He hated his family so much that the mere thought about all of them and their disrespect for his father’s death made him punched the tree absentmindedly.

Taking off his plaid polo shirt, he used it to cover the wound sloppily.

His phone rang again. “Hello….”, he paused.



“Are you in the country right now? Would you pay your Mom a visit?”

He laughed at the thought of the word visit.

“That’s more like it, son. I know how awful you must be feeling right now and I am sorry I couldn’t be there with you and your father. You know I loved your father, right?”

“I know, Mom. And I love you, too. I wish I said these words to Dad back when he was with us.”

“It’s okay, sweetie. Your father knows you love him even if you didn’t say it much. So… will you pay your mother a visit?”

“I won’t…because I’m taking you out of that place.”


Even from the faint light of the moon, his stepmother could see Joon from a distance.

Is he smiling? I could never understand this boy. What is wrong with him? Who is he talking to that can make him smile and laugh like that? Even his own father couldn’t make him that happy.

She smirked. Oh well, where else could he have gotten his bizarre attitude but from his crazy, delusional mother.


Done in 20. It’s too hard to come up with a character based on a combination of characteristics from 2 very different people.

Have you written any characters like these? What have you come up with? Feel free to share yours!


Day 3 Lot in Street 49: Open For Business

She arrived at the place exactly 4 in the afternoon. The sun was almost hiding near the horizon, its orange red streaks bursting through the clouds.

She heaved a sigh as she got off the cab.

“This location is too far for a showroom.” Good thing her friends Cathy and May weren’t there or else they would see her furrowed brow.

The building was not entirely new but it looked pretty decent. The facade was made of vintage bricks and there were exactly three floors in it. “Well at least she knows how to pick the right place that’d go well with her business.”

She went up the staircase to the 3rd floor. Passing through the hallway and empty units, she arrived in a huge room filled with mannequins wearing Cathy’s eco-friendly products, clothing and vintage-designed jewelry pieces.

She opened the glass door and scanned the entire area.

“This place is huge!” She was impressed.

How can she possibly afford this place when she has just started.

She went further up to find a door to another room. There she saw Cathy and May having coffee together.

“Cathy! Congratulations!” She exclaimed. They both turned to her direction and stood up to hug her.

” Jenny! I thought you’d never come. So…what do you think?”

“This place is pretty and huge, isn’t this expensive?” she asked.

May shook her head. “I actually was about to ask her that same question. This place is no joke!”

“Whatever, you guys. It’s not as expensive as you think. I met the owner of the place, we talked for a while, I negotiated the rent, he didn’t require any advance payments, just the monthly lease so after I knew it, I was signing the papers and moving my items.”

May looked happy. Jenny had some knowledge on real estate so she remained unconvinced. When the place is expensive, it must be because the location is good for business. If it’s cheap for its property size…

“I’ll get you your coffee, Jenny.”

That cut her off from what she was thinking. She was about to ask Cathy a question but she was already out of the room before Jenny could even speak.

She turned to her other friend May.

“May, have you seen the entire place? Is there a balcony or something?”

May looked at her curiously. “Yeah. Cathy said there’s a balcony down the hall, we are about to have a look later. Why?”

Jenny hurriedly went out of the showroom with May in tow.

“Hey! What’s wrong?” May sounded worried.

“I..I don’t know…there’s just something off. Something were missing…”

They arrived at the balcony overlooking the view at the back of the building. What they saw completely surprised them. It was a huge barren land and a few meters on the left of the barren land, almost covered by the trees, stood a relic of what used to be a huge school.

The setting sun could not be seen from the back. Light was almost gone. They could hear the leaves rustling in the wind. At this time of the day, this place could get eerily quiet.

“Jenny…look at this,” May gave her phone to her.

Jenny looked at May’s phone. The phone screen displayed a news clipping from 10 years ago.

It read, “Hundreds of kids trapped inside a burning dormitory school in Street 49 of Diamond County.”

Slowly, Jenny and May looked at each other. Fear was apparent on both of their faces. May looked like she was about to cry.

“Let’s get out of this place before it gets dark.”



Aah! I hope the next day challenge is much lighter and happier than this.

This was from a dream and remembering it still creeps me out. Took me a long time to finish. :/

All characters are fictional, so as the names of the places. Any similarity with real people or place is unintentional.