Little Stories by Kelvin

Aug 15, 2005 at 18:47 o\clock

Absolutely short story-- This one is not written seriously u know :P Just a trial~

by: Kelvin

  The name "Hong Kong" didn't exist for long, not in milllions of decades ago. At that time, it was just a small undeveloped village, which was home to three little pigs, named Nathan, Scott n me. We had got nothing special to be described than that Nathan's 16, Scott n me were 15 , except we're all naked with our pink sexy belly exposed under sunlight if you count that in as any. And it's impossible for you to distinguish amongst us unless we called out our name.
  30 seconds before our mum had passed away due to the infection of H5N1 virus. Not for dad. He died at the same time as mum did in a much more horrifying way, that he shed tears uncontrollably days n nights when watching "the O.C.-- where everything goes sideway" and finally ended up with his whole body dried up! What a nightmare for our family. It was time, that pulled the three of us out of the pool of sorrow. Ten seconds. Ten seconds later, our grief faded out. (What a long time :P)
  "Well, after all we gotta take this and lookin' forward, right? What we can do at most is not to watch O.C. in the rest of our life, huh? " suggested Nathan, the eldest brother of us.
  We paused, then nodded.
  Pointing at the hut we used to be living in, which perished with time, he continued, "So first of all, we gotta construct a new hut, u see."
  "Maybe we should make three separate ones? We're already teenage, so we should have some personal room for ourselves." jabbered Scott, our little brother, with his deep blue eyes looking around blindly.
  "Yea I think that's a great idea, Nathan." I supported him.
  "So be it then."
  Who knows what happened the next second? Noone.
  We spent a week building up our own hut with grass n stones n all. On the last day, when we were all about to finish, suddenly a black dot in the sky caught my eye. In an instant I realised that it was flying towards our way in ultra high speed, which seemed to crash on us within seconds. The black dot is no longer a black dot. It became as big as a planet all of a sudden. There's no time for me to yell out to  acknowledge my brothers  about our absolute danger, not to mention escaping.
  IT'S SHOOTING TOWARDS US!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  BANG!!!!
  We're over.
  I didn't know what happened even until the very moment before we perished, but that.....
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THAT DAY WAS 9/11.

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Thank you.
Hahahahahahaha......

Aug 15, 2005 at 14:45 o\clock

First Entry of All - Self introduction :P

by: Kelvin

Mood: Nothin' special~

  To begin with, I think I shall introduce myself first. hmm... My name's Kelvin, a Hong Kong secondary school student, (It should be year 11 for UK system) and I enjoy learning English though I'm not good at it at all. ( proved itself from the content right, lol~).
  I have been having lots of weird imaginations all the time, from when I know how to think I suppose. I asked my dad why we travel by car even when we know that rocket travels faster. Why there're so many stars above our heads n if there's any danger that they'd fall straight down n kill us all. Tons of these kinda questions DID really drive my parents crazy! Haha. It's when I was a primary 1 or 2 student that my mum always urged me to polish up my super-poor English and read English books published by a company called Pigeon or what. I remembered that I was pissed off and frowned. Though I dared not grunt at her due to her strict policy. There was a handbook-sized book from which I flinched whenever it emerged in sight . It is titled "the PEU", short-form of Practical English Usage. Bloody hell. Inside were loads of vocabulories and different tenses and all. For god's sake I survived. Moreover, things turned out that my mum was really doing me good. She had me built up my English knowledge. It was then I managed to develop a interest of learning English. I began to borrow books not motivated by others anymore but myself's own hunger for English.
  That's it.
  And now, I would like to use what I learned to write some little stories, so as to polish up my English n feed up my desire of making my imaginations into words that all people can explore my world of phantasy. So, please don't hesitate to post out your comments whenever you find out sth weird or nonsense since that after all, I am but a high school boy :P
  BTW, I've got another weblog that serves as my diary. Feel free to have a look: http://theblogs.net/user/Nut/   Unfortunately I am always too lazy to insert new entries~ ^^
  Thank you.