Tell me a story!

[Brede]

okay following in the footsteps of Illuvatar and Ladyhatake. This happened 2 days ago.

I always bring a pair of comfy sandals when I travel. Its a pain having to walk around the airport (and carrying a heavy bag) in 'work' shoes. i don't know how some ladies manage it in their high heels. Anyway, on my return trip this time, it started to rain quite heavily. We had to walk outside to get to the plane. i felt very pleased with myself for bringing the sandals. now my nice 'work' shoes won't get wet. I turned around to my friend and said "See, that's why you should always bring a pair of sandals." and BANG...i fell hard on both knees. I had missed a step, didn't see it when I turned around to brag. I'm still hobbling around today, bruises like oranges. Moral of the story: Don't brag

 

[ILUVATAR]

What type of dog was it? was it one of those little yappy dogs or a big dog?

it was a big one so you can understand how much pissed i was to make it run away crying

I'll say this for the rest of my life: You have the best signatures. I love cloud and seph.

Thanks, i am a great fan of Sephiroth, he is like a god to me

ok, hear this.
today i went to the doctor to chech that finger of mine. he was amazed to see that it was almost healed and i could remove the bandage allthough he believed it would take a week to heal completely. i said something about the demon-fox that lives inside me just to brake the ice without thinking that only i would understand what i said. suddenly the doctor turns around and says to me "you can't mean Kyubi can you?". i was like this that man knew of Naruto. we was reading it and also had all of the episodes (and i mean ALL of the episodes - even the fillers)
my visit was to take at least ten minutes. i stayed there for one hour speaking with him about naruto

 

[LadyHatake]

Got another story! Don't worry, no injuries this time

I went to my frig to get a cream cheese and herb filling I'd made the night before. I planned on putting it in croissant pastry and baking it (sooooo yummy). I took the tupperware container of filling out of the refrigerator, and it slipped from my hands and hit the floor. A whole third of the container broke off! I'm not talking about some cheap plastic container, I mean real, solid, advertised-as-unbreakable Tupperware! My mom was pissed. It was one of her favorite containers. Maybe I'll post pictures later.

 

[ruby_06]

well, here is a story but short, when i was 6 years old, i almost set the house on fire and i pretty much remember that day it was very GLOOMY as i thought i was going to be killed by my parent !!!!!

 

[ILUVATAR]

yesterday night, while i was on my way home, i was attacked by two drug-dealers.... i never knew there were drug-dealers in my area :O we never had those kinds of incidents.
they tried to rob me...... or they were so "high-up" that they wanted just to beat me to a pulp
i managed to deal with the one that came at me but the other one came from behind (my ninja skills suck, i couldn't sense him coming ) i only saw something flashing with the corner of my eye and i think i avoided the worst kind of wound the deadly one.... he got me on my left shoulder and they once again to grab me....
then i got all berserk, my eye must have gotten reddy O_O again cause i saw them hesitating for a moment and i took my chance to attack them with the knife (that was left on my shoulder >< eeewww i still cannot believe that i took it off just like that .
anyway the must have been really scared by the sight cause they fled
i went home i bandaged myself up and went to a police station we have (thank god it was near), they asked me some things i told them everything it happened (not about the eye) they checked my wound (it's not as deep as i feared) they yelled at me for taking the knife out of the wound so carelessly >< and even for touching it (for fingerprints i guess) and escorted me home (jee i got escorted home you have to live it to know the feeling and the police-woman that took my home was very very beautifull too ...... she knew kung-fu O_O scaaaary
THE END happy ending ---> they caught the guys that attacked me a few hours later

 

[Brede]

Not as exciting as Ilu's brush with death but this really cheered me up:

i was running some errands for my mum this morning when one of my car tyre went flat - *sigh, that means $ to get a new tyre* - anyway, i wasn't too worried because i know how to change a tyre...until i realized i wasn't strong enough to unscrew the tyre bolts! there i was tugging and pulling and cursing away when this motorcyclist suddenly pulled up next to my car. the kind samaritan helped me to un-do the bolts and change the tyre. he even gave me some helpful tips. when i tried to pay him, he refused to accept the money and simply said "No, i just stopped to help. Others always help me."

So to the motorcyclist of Motorcycle No.QAB5*** : Thank you so very very much! You are living proof that human kindness is still very much alive!

 

[Ichimaru Gin n Tonic]

I went here to read Brede's story, but i got here too soon. So i'm gonna tell you mine instead.

It was two days before i post this. I was going to meet a friend in a mall not too far from work. A friend came by to pick me up in her car. She said she was too tired to drive, so I drove the car. While i was driving, my friend was looking through the contents of my backpack but i dont mind cos we've been friends since we were in junior high and she's usually the one throwing out all the trash i kept in my backpack (i.e. bills, old chewing gums, empty cigarette packs, dead batteries, etc.). While doing that, she took out my wallet (also in my backpack) to look for more trash in there and while she was telling me to stop collecting trash she found out that my drivers license is not in my wallet!
I pulled over right away and start looking for my license. I always believe that having the necessary documents is important, that's why i kept my id, license, atm, insurance, etc. in my wallet. I called my office and ask a friend who's still there to search my desk. 5 minutes later he called saying that my license is not there. Then i thought that i must've left it at home, so i start to drive again.
After i got home, i went looking for it, but still i couldnt find my license, i even asked my cats, but they were too busy eating . The next day, i look for it again in my office and still no luck. So i went to the nearest police station to report it. When i got there, i didnt have ILUVATAR's luck by meeting cute police woman because the officer that took my report was a fat middle aged guy. While he was typing my report, a police officer suddenly went up to me... and it turned out that he was my classmate from junior high! i sat next to him for two years. He used to say that he wants to be a police detective and now he's a police detective! Then we talked for a couple of hours in the station.
So, eventhough i felt really bad about losing my license, i'm glad that i met an old friend. Now, i have to wait til Tuesday to make a new one, since it's an "i dont know what" holiday here on Monday. And i dont plan on driving until i get my license back.


One more thing, while i was talking to my friend at the police station, i saw a list of wanted person, one of them kinda looks like me. But don't worry, it's not me and i'm not wanted for any kind of crime.

 

[Luckas]

It's good to meet old friends.

 

[The Boff]

reading ichis story reminded me of when i went to stockholm a couple of months ago...
and reading bredes story reminded me of friendly people.
this is what i came to remember:

we went to our nations capital me and a couple of friends from work, we were mostly going there to hang out, eat at fancy restaurants and stuff like that. and while were there i catch the word that the "East Asian Museum" is having a theme week kinda thing and its about anime and manga. WE HAVE TO GO THERE! was the first thing i said to my friends. they were not as excited as me.... ah screw them i thought, and we went. it was actually really interesting they had a bunch of info about a helluvalot of manga and also asian culture in general. so even my friends found it interesting. and then we went to the gift shop. and i bought a katana...... im a nerd, i have a katana. soon to be a ninja! anyway, were now taking our leave from the museum and im happy as a pig in shit (cause im a nerd and now im a nerd with a sword ) we take the subway from the museum to downtown were more shopping shall commence. so we kinda split up a little me and this guy named tommy goes our own way. the plan was to buy movies and loads of them.
but after walking around for a while i feel that something is missing. something just isnt right. is it because i dropped my wallet on the subway when we went from the museum? yup, thats why. my drivers licence, credit cards, id-cards, money and its all gone.
crap! i need to find a cop station so i can report my credit cards missing! cause you dont want someone to buy a bunch of stuff on your card... so me and tommy starts searching for the cops. (never around when you need em ) but after some mindless walking around asking people for where the cops hide (we must have asked 20 people and no one had a clue ) we finally find a police station. so i go in. with a sword in my hand. whops, i kinda forgot that i had a freakin sword with me!!!!!
the cops reacted pretty fast, i came in with a weapon, they showed me their weapons. 5 shiny guns pointed towards me and all i manage to squeel out from my paralysed state is this: im here to report a lost wallet.
they tell me to put the sword on the ground and put my hands in the air, i do that
so one of the cops walks over to me still with gun drawn and takes the sword, this time i manage to squeel out that its not sharp.
they check the sword and one cop has put me in handcuffs and yeah it was all very embarrassing..
and now they put me in the questioning room, and they start asking why the hell i walk in to a police station with a friggin weapon.
and i explain everything to them, how i am a very stupid dude, and didnt really think about that, and finally we come to the agreement that yes im pretty stupid and things could have gotten very very bad.
but i manage to put in the report of my lost wallet and they let me go. oops


two days later im sitting at home when the phone suddenly rings and its an old dude. the dude tells me his name is something something and he's calling from stockholm. wth? is my first thought, i dont know him. then he tells me that he and his wife found a wallet on the subway and have spent the last 2 days tracking me down. WTH??? OMG im so thankfull please you can most certainly keep the money as a thank you and a finders fee omg thank you very much i love you thank you.
so i give him my adress and he sends me my wallet. and everything is still in it. even the "thank you finders fee money" that i really wanted the old man to have. and there's also a short letter saying:
Dear Christoffer,
There is no need for a finders fee. As i am sure a student like
yourself is in more need of the money than an old fart like me.
sincerely something something (im really bad at remembering names)

was this old man a saint or what?

 

[Luckas]

My little story: some years ago I went to a city and my cell fell down, but I didn't notice until I was home. I hadn't any hopes, but after some hours the house started ringing and then hang up. A man, a type of policeman, found my cell and started using numbers in its address book to find me, so when I went back to city I got back my cell. I would never have hoped that. Life is strange.

 

[Tanuki-dono]

I bring you...a story of epic proportions. In other words, a story of <b>balls</b>. Many have heard this on MSN, and yes, I'm going public with it. (le sob) It's only fitting for a tanuki-dono to tell the story of a tanuki.

To begin, there is, of course, the necessary background information. My father is a strange man. A warped sense of humor, but cleverly hidden by a mask of politeness. He watches Comedy Central much of the time, but unbeknownst to many is his other obsession: The History Channel. Followed closely by Discovery and shows concerning mysteries or animals. So, the point is, my friends, is that he spouts random information at the most unexpected of times. Things no one has any business just randomly knowing, whether it's the complex mechanics of how lightning appears during a volcanic eruption or how long exactly aphids live.

So, here begins the premise of our story. Sai-Sai, my little sister, is an exhibitionist. No, she doesn't dance naked, she watches anime on the big tv when Dad's around sometimes, because, more often than not, it will lure him to sit down and watch it himself. That inevitably leads to interest and questions. In this case, Gaara was on the TV. Dad's a fan of Rock Lee (something about how we should appy his enthusiasm to sports), and he was smacking down Gaara.

"The sand-thing [gourd] of his looks like <i>balls</i>," he sneered, watching closely for our reactions.

At this point, Sai-Sai took it upon herself to explain how Gaara had a monster tanuki sealed inside of him. Me...I was putting my face in my palm. No way Dad would understand that, I thought. He'd just use it as an excuse to poke fun at us. But no. He took an interest.

"What's a tanuki?"

Again, I feared the consequences.

"It's kind of...in the raccoon family," Sai-Sai said slowly.

My dad's eyes got big. Big and very green. I was, naturally, very wary.

"Hey! Did you know animals in the racoon family have the tendecy ta' get <i>huge</i> balls and scrotums?!"

He was so excited to tell us this, I'm sure.

"Yes," I answered dully, thinking, Don't talk anymore. Please, don't talk anymore.

"Do you wanna know <i>why</i>?!"

Oh, he was so proud of himself.

"Yeah," Sai-Sai said, mouth twitchin' a grin.

"They're...<i>promiscuous</i>."

I died with my hand over my face. And I couldn't help but imagine a promiscuous Gaara.

The end.

 

[BlueChild]

On friday, after our training, my little sister and me drove home. It was 9pm and already dark. I was driving the car. we turned into the street where live and there, 150 meters away from our house, there was someone lying on the ground. At the first sight he looked like a 12 year old boy or something like that. I stopped the car immediately, got out of it (my sister as well), and hurried up to get to this person. my view went to the houses to check where the light was still turned on to get help from there. when i reached the person i noticed that it wasn't a 12 year old boy but a man at his early 50th maybe x_x well, nevertheless i kneeled next to him, talked to him and asked if everything's okay atc. he woke up, looked at me, and sat up immediately. i got back on my feet and jumped back immediately. He toddled heavlily because he was pissed like hell. i pushed my sister behind me and took a few steps back. I noticed that he lost his key behind him and pointed on his key saying "you've lost your key". Stupidly i had my key for the car in that hand with which i pointed on his key. so he started grabbing for my key, got up on his feet and tried to come after my sister and me...i made my sister run back to the car and sit down into it, went to the car myself backwards, watching that man...jumped into the car, turned on the engine, locked the car from the inside and started with squeaking wheels. that man tried to run come after us and fell down again. by that time we were already in front of our house and looked back to that guy. he changed the directions and run off...but i was kinda shocked by the fact that he tried to come after us x_x
next morning his key was still lying there...

 

[The Boff]

time for a story from work.

as some of you may know i have 2 jobs, the cinema thing and the rec center thing.
this is from the rec center.

ive only been working there for a year and i only work during the school period of the years ie no work in the summertime. wen i started there last year i was kinda frightened cause i didnt really know what to do and the center i was gonna work at is in like the bad neighborhood of my town so i was a bit nervous. and i have no education or anything i landed this job by pure luck. anyway, wen i got there i was a bit timid and well i wouldnt say scared just very nervous. but i realized pretty fast that i didnt really need to do anything special. just being myself was good enough. so i started talking to some of the kids and as i said just kept being myself all the time so jokes all the time and bad imitations of arnold, that kinda stuff. and im proud to say i nailed it. this is soooo the job for me.
and after being there for a while you get to know all of the kids pretty well but especially the regulars. but in that group there was always a girl that was just tagging along and never really said or did anything. she was just there. so i went over and started talking a bit and at first she hardly looked at me, just nodded her head and that kinda stuff. but i didnt give up i started talking about all kinds of crap and after a while she started talking to me. so that was nice and she is a really great kid. and then all the time when she came in she always came and talked to me and now she wasnt really "just there" anymore, she did stuff and talked to everyone kinda the opposite of how she was before. then the summer came and i didnt work.
but two weeks ago i had my first work day after the break and to me everything was just normal. yeah some stuff had happened but nothing major. and after a few hours the same regulars come by and theyre all like "hey Boffen youre back!" and there was the "yeah what did you do during the summer" talk. then this girl comes in and when she sees me she lights up in a huge smile and rush over to me and start talking and talking and talking. and in the corner of my eye i can see my collegue stare at me with her mouth open. what was that about i thought.. then the girl and all the other kids were going away for a while. and as soon as they leave my colleague rushes up to me and says:
"I cant believe it, she hardly said a single word during the whole summmer! but you must give her confidence or something!"

just imagine how good that feels? to really help someone like that? i love my job.

 

[bax]

This is a real story of a really sorry man. But someone who is either really sorry or just someone who just wished to be punched straight to his face!!!

Here's the deal....

This one guy who studies at the same place as I am is really pissing me off . Ok, I admit he's a sweetheart for girls, a heartbreaker for men. But, the funny thing is, he never get a single girl attracted to him. He's just wandering around at the university building and try to make girls crazy over him. One day he wore a full suit in the middle of the day. For foreigners who have ever came to here, you know how hot it is... And he pretend to be really cool... And today, it was raining, and you know what, he just walked at th emiddle of the street pretending to be cool in the rain.. Plus, what made me wanna him is that he was trying to light his cigarette in the rain... Man, if only it allows murder, I swear I'll kill him even after he's dead...

And the most annoying thing is what he did last month.. Okay, he is a guy who doesn't have any girls who like him. It was in the afternoon, I drove in front of my university after class. Well with my girlfriend of course. And that time, there is a slight traffic congestion, so the car was not moving. You know what? My girlfriend sat next to me, and he knocked the window (at my GF side) and he tried to flirt with my GF !!!! I just so wanna him. Even after my GF said something like "pig" and "son of a bitch", he was trying to flirt even more...

And the most crazy part is, two or three months before that, he came to the university's student council. And you know what he did? He reported that his fiancee past away and apply for some charity money for her burial. And so, the council approved it. Then, on the day that his supposed fiancee burial, all the people came, and you know what, that's include the stupid me!!!!!!! And the most sickening part of that burial day, he DOESN'T have any fiancee. That girl don't even exist!!! No one is gonna be buried that day... Then he came forward and tell the real reason why he did it! That reason got me gone crazy and nearly punched his face... He said he did it because he never has a girlfriend and want to feel how it's feel to have a girlfriend... Damn it!!! How you wanna feel to have a girlfriend on her burial day.....

And the other day, he brought his gang to beat me up (I'm his nemesis now , and I'm proud of it!!!) He brought about 11 people and that time I only had 3 other of my friend with me. That's not the problem because his gang is like this --> and my friends (luckily enough) is like this --> . So no worries there .
Luckily, my friends said to me not to bring up problems because there are a lot of people there (all the other students).

Aaaarrrggghhh.... And the worst part is, he's still crazy over my girlfriend.. and the others' girlfriends as well ....... I so wanna do this to him

 

[rykarreolacr]

Ok, you are gonna love this story.
November 21st 2004. I was in my last year of high school and the class that would graduate the year after threw a party for us. Of course, lots of booze and stuff. (I think there are some pics in the Member Picture Thread that my good friend FHT Fansubber posted).
Eventually, we ended up drunk as hell (I drank 8 Smirnoff Ice's myself)... so we decided to go to sleep. We went inside the room of that cheap hotel but it was too hot to bare... So I grabbed the pillow and suggest to the other guys to go sleep outside in a crappy wooden house. Two of them (my best friends) agreed (probably because of the high alcohol level XD). The fact is, that after talking for a couple of minutes, we fell deeply asleep. It seemed only a minute had passed when I felt someone shaking me. They were 3 other good friends of mine that said to us: "What the hell are you guys doing here? Get inside the hotel room!!!".
To wich I answered: "If my fucking head wouldn't hurt so much I'd kick your asses!!! Let us sleep now, you bastards!!!"
They kept insisting and I ended up actually opening my eyes...
I was still telling them to fuck off, when hell broke lose...
The earth started shaking violently, I had been in dozens of hearthquakes before, but I had never heard something like this. It felt like the entire planet was about to break in half. I felt all the guys near me getting up, except for FHT Fansubber, who was mumbling something. Suddenly I heared a very loud crack coming from above, and it took my one second to realize what was goin on. I yelled to my friends: "Quick!!! Let's get the fuck out of here!!!! The wooden house is about to fall apart!!!!"
I shook FHT Fansubber and woke him up. Pieces of wood starting falling and I yelled: "It's too late!!!! Run!!! "Jump outside!!!"
I threw myself out of the window and the other 5 guys did the same.
10 seconds later, the house completely fell apart...
The earthquake wouldn't stop... we looked for a place with no objects around us to be safe. It could have been 30 seconds, 5 minutes, half an hour, who knows? The fact is that we were all yelling things like "Please stop" or "Enough already"...
It finally stopped, and before long we could hear the girls that were still in their rooms crying like mad.
We told each other that we should act brave (even tough we were almost crapping our pants) in order to reassure the girls.
We ran into their rooms and took them out before the earthquake repeated.
We would hug one, two or three girls each to reassure them (in another situation, I would have enjoyed that moment so much XD). The girl I was holding started crying for her mom, to wich I told her that we would have gone home in a while, that everything was over, no more earthqua....
Another earthquake started, even worse than before!!! The lights went completely off, we were just 30 17 year old kids, all by themselves...
We organized and went to an open spot, we sat all together and just waited for the sunlight to come. I tried to sleep but another horrible earthquake woke me up again. I didn't tried again... Me and FHT fansubber, who were in charge of the music in parties took our radios and started looking for news (we had a pair of batteries, thank God).
They were saying something like Quepos, our home town, was completely under wather, because of a tsunami provoked by the earthquake. We were 15 kilometers away from Quepos, so we weren't sure about that.
Telephone lines were down, and there was no way that we could get in touch with our families. I was so worried, because my mom and dad went on a trip, and my little bro' and sis' were home all alone. I needed to get home.
We waited for a couple of hours until the sunrise came (the earthquakes wouldn't stop, there was a new one every half an hour). We heared a small bus approaching, someone had remembered about us and sent a small bus to pick us up. Before leaving, I checked the wooden house where we slept the night before... There was a big ass log just over my pillow... if those guys wouldn't have woke me up, I'd be probably dead.
We left the place and met TV news reporters all over the place, apparently, we were just in the center of the earthquake.
The road was all cracked up, and all the wooden houses were destroyed. We got home, but luckily, it wasn't flooded like they said on the radio.
I got home around 6:30 a.m. and kissed my brothers and hugged them for several minutes.
I tried to sleep, but those damn earthquakes kept coming always as strong as the first one and I ended up waking up shaking.
Earthquakes kept coming every 30-45 minutes for about a week, then they finally stopped. It took 2 months till I managed to sleep normally.
Even now, when I hear some noise, the first thing that comes to my head is "earthquake".

Uff!!!! Such along story!!!! Here are some pics I found over the web about that incident:

http://www-ni.laprensa.com.ni/cgi-bin/print.pl?id=nacionales-20041121-13
http://www.elsalvador.com/noticias/2004/11/21/internacionales/int1.asp
http://www.rsn.geologia.ucr.ac.cr/07%20Galeria%20de%20fotos/Galeriasismo20nov/GaleriaSismo20Nov.htm

 

[ILUVATAR]

this weekend i went home to see my parents, at saturday night i went out with my friends.
i was late when i was about to return and i knew i was going to be yelled >_>
we have a small yard right before you enter the house and we have some chairs and a table there. while i was entering i saw something moving on one of the chairs, i looked closer and it was a cat, it had orange fur with goldlike stripes and she had the most beautifull eyes i had ever seen (i always say that about the cats but never mind )
i was so relaxed that i just sat on one of the chairs right next to her. at first she padi no attention to me, enjoying her lazyness but then she started staring at me o.o. i ingored her, thinking it's just a cat but she "meow" me more than once. i looked at her and said "what are you looking at? you don't have parents to yell at you".
suddenly the cat jumped of the chair and landed on my knees, i was stunned O.O.....scared mostly cause that was the least i excpected to happen XD
anywayz, the cat found me more comfortable than the chair and she started making those sounds cays do when they are pleased with something oooooh it was so cute, i started stroking her and she fell asleep by that XD i am telling you, the damn cat was smiling. i mean, imagine me sitting on a chair, stroking a cat that is sleeping on my thights ^________^ i felt so relaxed, hearing the cat's silent breathing, my hand stroking her fur. i fall alseep and my parents found me there on that position next morning of cource i didn't get yelled.....
aaaaah i'll remember it forever

 

[ShgnLW]

I bring you a story... a true story of a naughty boy who was unable to control himself when everybody in the club was tipsy. Bacardi, Malibu, Tequila and beer were his four main drinks that evening. He was dancing all night long and saw his neighboor partying with his friends. He went by him, talked to him and partied along with them. Sudenly, he felt a cold, wet liqued something falling on his head. It smelled like beer, damned, it WAS beer!! So the poor little boy was sooked in beer, but it couldn't harm his joy. He went to the bar and ordered a beer... for the second time of his life. Somehow, the boy liked beer, maybe because his tongue was already paralyzed by the bacardi, malibu and tequila he drank. Suddenly, when he leaned forward to grab his beer, he felt something really cold en wet on his ass. Those damned suckers threw beer in his underwear!! Also that the boy didn't care and he went back to the dancefloor, to his tipsy friends who had drank so much that they were acting as zombies. But also that didn't break the joy of this boy. Even the second tsunami of beer threw on his head didn't even break his joy.

...The next day there was no enjoyment for this boy. He was sick, still drunk (after sleeping for 5.5 hours) and had a boost to post bullshit on the web. So he went to mangahelpers.com and started to tear apart the place.
...Monday, his hangover was finally gone, a bit. He was tired, really tired, but was happy, that the worst was over...

True story

 

[Ichimaru Gin n Tonic]

Here's a little heartwarming story (maybe)

For the past several weeks, the news and gossip shows is filled with issues on polygyny/polygamy practice (having more than one wife) caused by the revelation that a famous preacher/clergyman married another woman. But this is not a story about that. FYI, in my religion polygamy is not forbidden. Though the rules on practicing it is very strict yet lots of people made their own interpretation. Thus, the animosity (mostly by women) was started due to the improper practice.

Last friday, I was chatting online with a good friend of mine. She lives in Brooklyn, NY after spending several years here since 2002. This friend of mine also comes from Indonesia but her family lives in New York. She read the "enthusiasm" about the polygamy practice in my country. And she reminded me about a time when i was keeping her company at night in a hospital several years ago -- when she got sick.

One day several friends, all of them are women, came to visit. While we were talking, the nurse came and asked us to leave the room because my friend was supposed to take a bath and so we left the room and went to the lounge/lobby.

There, i got into a conversation with a 40something man. For a man in his age, he looks younger and quite handsome, according to my friends. In the purpose of making small talks, i asked him who is he visiting. He said he was there for his wife. He takes turn with his sister in law to stay with his wife. His sister in law stays during the day and he takes the night shift. She had been staying at the hospital for almost two years since she got an accident that rendered her paralyzed from the neck below. And then he kept on talking about his wife, his 5yo daughter, his job, etc. Seeing that he looked like he needs to talk to someone, so my friends and i decided to listen

At one point, he told me and my friends that his wife and her parents wants him to marry another woman, because she doesnt want him to be unfair to himself. He refused to marry another woman. One of my friend asked him how come he refused. He said, "I'm afraid by being married i can't be totally focused on my wife. And I cant imagine having a family with another woman other than my wife."

A few minutes later, he excused himself from the lobby because his wife's sister is going home. After he left, i turned and look at my friends face. They looked like they found a cute little lost puppy that they can't take home. One of them -- who happens to be an anti-polygamy activist -- said, "That man just changed my view. If he wants to marry another woman, I'm available."

The next night, I met that man and talked to him before he went to his wife's room. Later, i talked to a nurse -- who happens to be real cute. The nurse told me that the man i talked to the other night always comes from work to stay with his wife. When she was first hospitalized after the accident, she was in a coma for 3 months. And the man never once left his wife. He talked to her, read her Qur'an (Moslem's religious scriptures), praying for her, reading her books, sometimes even singing to her. I was surprised to hear that. I thought that kind of person only exist in fairy tales or movies with happy ending. So, every night for the next week i talked to him, listening to stories about how he met his wife, their daughter, his job, and so on.

After my friend left the hospital, we visit him and his wife several times. He called me several weeks later to say that his wife is getting better and she can be treated at home. Unfortunately, a week after that i lost my cellphone thanks to myself being not careful on the train. After that, i lost contact with him.

My friend told me that she met the man last year. He still recognize my friend and send his regards to me and my friends. He told her that his wife died a few months after she was treated at home due to heart failure. And after a year, he got married to his wife's sister at the request of her parents, which is allowed in Islam. He said his reason to marry his sister in law was because his daughter is very close to her and her patience and devotion towards her family resembled his late wife. Too bad after that i kept forgetting to call him, eventhough i text him several times. And i lost contact with him ever since.

Well, that's the story.

 

[erikrhys]

if you have a LONG time you sould read this paper i wrote

http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/52987076/

its about a time i got caught doing drugs and went home......i wrote it for a class so its ok........please comment on it........thanks.....

 

[ILUVATAR]

last week was eastern holidays in my country... well anyway we had celebrations etc and as most young people tend to do me and my friends (most of the time me and my girlfriend) went out till late.... some times we were out till the next morning. having fun makes you forget about time and it passes by so quickly
anyway the fact is that for that week i must have slept 10 hours max.... and i mean for the whole week my maximum time of sleep if you count them all was just 10 hours.... not much eh? well cause of that lack of sleep i wasn't feeling very well. dizzyness and other stuff made me gloomy -_-
the other day i came back to Kavala, the city where my university is. right after i came in my room i felt dizzy again and i thought of having some hours of sleep.
it was 11:00AM April 14th then.... well i woke up around 12:00PM. at first i thought that i had only slept for an hour..... but then i saw the date....April the 15th O.o i slept for 25 hours SHARP and what a sleep T_T full of nightmares. i got so scared omg i went to see a doctor and he told me that it was due to lack of sleep of cource :P well at least i don't feel dizzy any more and i am in great moods :3