Assignment #1

It was a cold rainy night sky in Trebor’s life. Drenched in sweat from the day’s hard work and soaked in millions of droplets of dew from the clouds that sympathized with him while he watched the sun on its own descent.

“What if I could fly,” he asked himself
“Maybe I could have followed her to the alley and there save her, at least right there and then I could tell her what I felt for her,” he continued thinking.

He sat and contemplated on the sun while getting a feeling of tiredness and sadness both in a harmonious duet.

“But maybe… this was my destiny… like all men, doomed to die in the end. Even with all the riches and wisdoms the world could offer, men will still die… and on my case, to die as a failure,” in his thought.

It was 10:00 in the morning when Trebor woke up and found himself late for his first day of his college life. Trebor was not like any college student, he was childish, imaginative, and would often times doze off in classes and anywhere, probably that is the reason why he had chosen an easy course… (not gonna tell any course). He quickly rushed to take a bath, dozes off, changed his clothes, dozes off, went to school and even while he walked he dozes off, what I tell -not like any college students- not like any promising students that is. But there is one thing that is quite unique about him and that is he always looks at the sky. Some of his classmates don’t know the real reason why, some of them even made up reasons for him.

“He must be a weather forecaster.”
“He’s not with us right now.”
“He might be thinking of something.”
“He must be envious of the birds flying freely up in the sky”
“He’s looking at the clouds or maybe the wind… which is impossible”

Those are some reasons his classmates believe why he do that, but when someone asks him why his only answer is: “I’m looking up to the sky,” as simple as that.

On their class’s break time when he converse with his friends he would always listens, he does not like to talk too much, and when he do he would always say something about the sky and if his friends don’t understands him he quickly change the subject to some things that would very much interest them like computer games, p*rnos and other interesting stuffs.

On the midterm period Trebor gained few good friends and also met his first love, though he do not look at and speak of the sky very much but still he never change his answer when his friends would notice and ask him why looks at the sky. One day his love one talked to him and wanted to know something.

“Bret (his nickname) tell me truthfully do you love me,” asked his girlfriend.

“Of course I do, why’d you ask something you already knew, I’ve told you about it a million times or if you want I’ll tell it to you a million more,” he replied.
“It’s because you always say the same thing to everyone whenever they ask why you look up at the sky,” his girlfriend said.
“You know I hate lying, and I know you do too, so I never lied, whenever I look up to the sky I simply look at the sky nothing else,” he answered.
“Tell me Bret, what do you dream of doing,” she asked.
“Well, that is to finish college and to marry you. That is all,” he replied but the girl seemed displeased with his answer.
“Only that simple?,” she replied angrily.
“I don’t want it to be miserably complicated as other people do,” he said.
“It seems between you and me things will not work out too well… I don’t want simple living,” she said.

“If that’s what you want I can’t argue with you anymore, men are like birds without chains, free to fly and free to decide. I’ll not hold any hatred or grudges on you, I just want to tell you that I love you very much,” the boy waved goodbye and turned his back on the girl not wanting her to know that at that moment a cloud up in the sky is raining.

At that night Trebor sat on the 7th floor roof top of the building of his apartment, not only to look at the sky but also to catch a glimpse of his former girlfriend going home. He acts not as a stalker on his opinion but only someone who watches at the things he sees. When an unfortunate event happened, while his former girlfriend walked away she was forcefully taken into an alley. Trebor not knowing what to do, he wanted to get down to the alley but it might take time and she might have been killed by then, and if he was to get there in time he is completely powerless of defending her. With no more options to choose from he jumped off from 7th floor to the street as screamed in order to attract attention and to frighten the robber. He was about to die when his former girlfriend reached him.

“I’m sorry I don’t know what to do to help… and I’m sorry that I’m always lying, the truth why I look up at the sky is that I dream of someday flying, and I want to take you with me up to sky and build a castle on the clouds… and that I..,” Trebor wanted to speak some more but couldn’t, he wanted to hold her and kiss her lips but he has no more energy left, and a tear fell on Trebor’s cheek when a grey cloud rained on that same night. He died with a failure of forgetting to inhale much air in order to say the last two words.

A ghost of the previous awaits by the sea shore looking at the saddest sunset.

“Maybe I could have followed her to the alley and maybe save her, at least right there and then I could tell her what I felt for her and tell her the truth. And I could have live little much longer,” the ghost last thoughts as the sun finally set.

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Friday, July 2, 2010 at 11:30am