This particular exercise was to write in the "you" form. Meaning, the reader must become one of the character of the story. Not as first person, not as the observer either. The reader, you, will need to participate in it, sort of.
I hope you will enjoy my first and more worthy attempt into the world of fiction writing. Not sure if there will be more to come or not, we will see. No title has been given as I don't know what go name it. Any suggestion? Hmmm.....
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Hello. You are new around here, aren't you? So, I heard. I will be your guide until you are ready to be on your own. Let's start your journey.
You see, we lead a very interesting life. Not too long but not too short either. Make use of what you can, okay?
First we need to look for food. That's quite easy nowadays. Especially at Mrs. Deneuve. Turn to your right! There! The house in green with picket fences. She always holds great parties. At least twice a week. Sometimes i wonder who she's trying to impress. Her husband has a mistress, at the other side of the city, who's so much younger and hotter than her. How do I know? Mr. Deneuve does bring her home when the madame is not around.
Yes, she knows. She knows it all. But she still lives with him, feeds him, clothes him, takes care of his children, knowing his heart is no longer there. I will never understand such relationship, will you? Thank God we are much simpler creatures with less dramas and demands. Maybe that's also why The One Up There didn't give us much to live for too. Hmm ...
Oh! Sorry. My thought was drifting away.
Thanks for the reminder. You can find food every Thursday and Sunday. Normally, it's in the morning. The helper will come out with a few trash bags of really good treasures. Lots of meat and eggs. Our favourites! They always waste lots of food. Good for us.
Next, you choose. Which one do you want to know?
The grey house? Bad choice! Haha. It's okay. You are still new. You will learn in few hours. Not much time to waste.
A single lady lives by herself in that house. As far as I know, she doesnt hold any party like Mrs. Deneuve. She lives a very quiet and disciplined life. I wonder what she does for a living. She wakes up really early, 5AM sometimes. Then she drives off at 6 to who knows where. She comes back around 9-10PM and she will have her dinner with almost zero waste. Hence, it's no fun to go to her house unless you want to meditate. Feel free to hover but I think you will be noticed pretty quickly and life will not be fun.
Let's take a break!
Here, under the shade. Nobody will notice us, I hope. We blend quite well with the colour of the wall, don't we? How are you feeling so far? Are you ready to be on your own? Don't worry. You will survive. All of us do too, eventually. We need to live and to survive at every moment. Be alert. You wouldn't know what hits you. I mean it. I have escaped a few whacks here and there. Look at me. I'm still here with you. My wings may not be pretty as before but they serve me well.
I wish I could show you more, my new friend. But I think my time has come. May be yours too in few weeks time. We will never know. Just keep flying and remain alert at all times. Be observant and enjoy all the human dramas that we won't see much in our world. We are too busy searching for waste those humans leave behind. I bet they secretly envy what we can do too. We are not just pests but observers of lives.
Image courtesy of my own album taken in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia 08 April 2011
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