Well I have been tagged too. By Sujau and MT.
1) Three Things I can't do:
- Tell secrets of others.
- Lie to my parents.
- Betray.
2) Three things I can do:
- Smile.
- Cry.
- Dream.
3) Three things that scare me:
- God.
- Death.
- Alone at home.
4) Three things I love:
- My Darling.
- My Family.
- My Religion.
5) Three things I hate:
- lairs.
- Nosy guys.
- Gossips.
Well now, I will tag these three lovely people.
- Pixsie.
- Kaiza shozey.
- Lil girl.
(Sorry for the Delay.... Enjoy :) )
Malsha Confined her self assuming that she had a nightmare, That she had fell asleep waiting for some one to come. But just to be sure, she headed over to the library to see if anyone had ever been murdered in this Agency. She was really shook up after that, but she hoped she was wrong, that it was a really bad nightmare.
After the kindly old librarian showed her where the newspaper relics were, she thanked her and started to work.
Malsha was just about to give up, when the article caught her eye:
"Unsolved murder still baffles FBI and faculty at Police"
"According to officials, a four-year-old Shania Mohamed was found dead in her mothers section, Who was a former Manager in IT section. Shania’s mother, Faxla left her daughter in the section and attended a meeting in the main hall. Where Shania was Alone Playing Computer Game.
Then there was a disturbance across Faxla’s Section which alerted officials. As the Agency was a big place no one reached the room, Until everything was over. Apparently, someone (whose name will not be mentioned in this article) was walking to her room, when the cries of a young girl were heard coming from Faxla’s room.
When school officials entered the room, they found Shania lying upon the floor, her throat slit opened. Strangely enough, no fingerprints, or any sample of DNA were found"
Malsha scrolled down, and saw a picture of a face so familiar, it sent chills down her spine. It was the little girl. There was that same look in her mysterious eyes, that look that made her seem so sad. "If only you would speak to me, and tell me who did this to you," she whispered under her breath, trying hard not to cry.
"Hey, Malsha!" someone said right behind her. She turned around and smiled. "Hey Maail, hows it going?"
"Fine," he said smoothly. "Watchya reading?" She rolled her eyes, the tears no longer there. "Nothing" she replied coolly. "I was getting ready to go and see whether you guys are here yet."
"Hey, how about I walk you to your section," he said mildly.
She agreed, so they started out.
As they entered to her Section, the little girl appeared out of nowhere. Malsha looked on in surprise as Maail looked down and sneered "Back from the afterlife, little girl?"
The little girl looked up with somewhat of a smile on her face.
"It's almost time," the little girl told Malsha in a small, girl-like voice.
Maail tried to lash out at the little girl, but he might as well of been hitting at the wind. His hand went through her like air.
She looked at Malsha again and smiled. "It’s almost time," she said again.
Maail looked at Malsha with a look of total hatred. With what seemed like a totally different person, he grabbed her by the wrist and started yanking her behind the building.
"Maail, what are you doing?!?!" she cried hysterically.
"What I've been planning on doing since I saw you the first time," he said calmly, too calmly.
With that in mind, he ripped at her clothes, took out his hunting knife, and slit her throat.
"New female Employee found dead behind History Section at Sate News Agency"
"Twenty-year-old Malsha Faaiz was found dead behind the History Section at
The end
There was the most angelic little girl that you would ever hope to see standing there. She had a little scarf around her neck. She looked to be around 4 or 5 years old. The little girl was wearing a cute blue and white dress on, with ruby flats. A beautiful little angel, she thought to herself happily. She almost looked like one.
She knelt down in front of the girl and smiled. "Now where did you come from?" she asked smiling.
The little girl just stood there, as if seeing Malsha, but not really seeing.
The door from the hallway opened. It was Aika, from the next Section. "Hi Malsha'," she said worriedly. "Me and
"I'm fine," she replied smiling. "It was just a mouse that scared the crap out of me, but other than that, I'm ok."
"Thats good," Aika replied. "Well, I guess I'll see you tonight ."
"OK, hey listen, have you ever seen this little girl right here before? I was thinking who this girl is, so I figured she was daughter of someone, and got left here."
Aika looked at her confused. "Malsha, what little girl?"
"This one right . . . here." Malsha looked a little confused. The little girl had disappeared.
"I think you need some rest," Aika said shaking her head. "See you tonight."
"Yeah, see ya," Malsh said shakily. The little girl had been there just a second ago!
Two and a half hours later, after all her work was completed, she looked at the time and it was time to go home. It was a tough day.
After getting showered, putting her favorite Clothes on, and brushing her teeth, she felt fresh and clean for going to work. It was her first day, but was very tough. She prepared to go to the Office to prepare a meeting for tomorrow.
As she went into the office it looked so empty. No one was there to be seen. She looked at the time and saw she was a bit early, so she went into her section and sat down on her chair. Closed her eyes and thought of home. Then she felt someone’s eyes on her.
Malsha opened her eyes, and there standing at the other end of the table was the little girl. "You sure do like to pop up at the darndest hours," she muttered under her breath.
She got up from her chair and walked towards the little girl. "Want to start by telling me your name?" she asked. The little girl just stared at Malsha', almost seeming to be studying her.
Malsha bent over to touch the little girl's face. Her cheek was icy to the touch. And her eyes, there was something about her deep, back eyes. They looked so sad.
The little girl looked over Malsha, and let out a silent scream. A red line ran across her neck, and blood started to trickle out.
And, as Malsha looked on in terror, the little girl faded into thin air, and vanished.
(To be continued)
It was the first day of Malsha's new job as an Archivist of the Sate News agency. She breathed in a lung full of fresh air as she stepped into her new life. Ah, the wonderful feeling of being an archivist, newness. This was her first approach to the working world, and she wanted to make it her best.
As she entered the section that she will be working, something caught her eye. It was Maail, the guy in Admin Section. He was a Secretary, and secretly, she thought he looked just so adorable in that Blue Shirt and matching dark blue tie.
He caught her eye as she walked in
and smiled. Then with a sweet smile he called her to come over. She then smiled shyly again, pushed her hair back, and carefully walked up to him, careful not to make a false step with her new Shoes.
As She came up to him, He thought to ask her how she feels about the agency, which house she was from, her interest of the job, etc, since Maail had never seen a beautiful girl like her in this Agency. He’d be careful not to tell her everything there was to know about him.
Back at the Section, at the end of a busy day, Malsha sat at her desk with her Reference Manual. She was all alone in the section because the other two guys were in leave. She tried to concentrate, but a pair of Hazel eyes kept popping into her head. "I need to talk to him," she said to herself "I really want to know much about him." Thinking to herself, she couldn't stop thinking how cute he was! And he was so sweet! Maail had even joined her for breakfast too.
Malsha was so wrapped up with her thoughts, that she barely noticed the movement coming from the door. But she noticed it enough to swish her head over in time to see the outline of a little girl going out of her room into her Managers Room.
She shook her head in annoyance. Someone's little girl is wandering around the section, must have been lost or hiding. Malsha got up slowly and walked carefully over to the Managers Room, so not to scare the little girl obviously hiding from somebody. But wait there wasn’t any sign of the girl, so she quietly walked towards the Toilet.
Malsha opened the toilet door slowly and peeked her head in. There was nobody in there. Confusion appeared on her face. Didn't she see a little girl walk in here?
A smile popped on her face. She's probably hiding in the Toilet, she thought to herself.
Slowly and deliberately, she walked over to the Toilet, and not so slowly, opened the door. Still nobody was in here. But that didn't stop her. She could be hiding behind the bathroom counter. With that in mind, she walked over to the Counter.
Malsha screamed out in terror! "Kill it, kill it, KILL IT!" The mouse jumped out at her, It ran out of the bathroom, and into her section. Quick as a wink, she grabbed the broom in the toilet and started running to kill the little squirt. She ran into the room and stopped short. There was something that She couldn’t believe her eyes.....
(To be continued)
Remember the five simple rules to be happy:
1. Free your heart from hatred.
2. Free your mind from worries.
3. Live simply.
4. Give more.
5. Expect less.
No one can go back and make a brand new start. Anyone can start from now and make a brand new ending. God didn't promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow, sun without rain, but He did promise strength for the day, comfort for the tears, and light for the way.
Disappointments are like road humps, they slow you down a bit but you enjoy the smooth road afterwards. Don't stay on the humps too long. Move on! When you feel down because you didn't get what you want, just sit tight and be happy, because God is thinking of something
better to give you.
When something happens to you, good or bad, consider what it means. There's a purpose to life's events, to teach you how to laugh more or not to cry too hard.
You can't make someone love you, all you can do is be someone who can be loved, the rest is up to the person to realize your worth.
The measure of love is when you love without measure. In life there are very rare chances that you'll meet the person you love and loves you in return. So once you have it don't ever let go, the
chance might never come your way again.
It's better to lose your pride to the one you love, than to lose the one you love because of pride.
We spend too much time looking for the right person to love or finding fault with those we already love, when instead we should be perfecting the love we give.
When you truly care for someone, you don't look for faults, you don't look for answers, you don't look for mistakes. Instead, you fight the mistakes, you accept the faults, and you overlook the excuses.
Never abandon an old friend. You will never find one who can take his place. Friendship is like oak wood, it gets better as it grows older.
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