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17-10-2012, 02:02 PM
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Erased Memories
If you had the power to erase memories, how wonderful would that be? Would it be a bliss or a curse? Is having memories a good thing to have or would you rather place it deep inside some place where it could be hidden in the depths of the earth? There are just some that lurks around like a pesty parasite that would never go away.
Cynthia stood at the rear end of the corners where shadows hid her face away from the world. She just sat there crossing her arms and legs. Her head shook in a continuous manner every 10 minutes. Her eyes were sunken, hair messed up and bruises covered every single part of her body. Part of her body had traces of blood. She was shivering. Clothes tattered. Smudged mascaras. Broken heels. Torn jeans. She stared in blank space. Upon hearing the sirens, she laughed hysterically. I came out from the police car. Sergeant Gan was my name. There I saw Cynthia. The one girl I used to know as a childhood friend and ex-girlfriend. She saw me. Looked up. Cynthia: Hahaha. I deserved it. For not choosing you. This is retribution. Haha haha hahahhahahahaha. Her eyes spaced out. She has already lost her mind. __________________________________________________ A Long Awaited Affinity Do you believe in Fate? http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=319312 The Promise. What would you do? http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=317932 Enough is enough. The 3 years of hell. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=314480 Steamy Windows. Aromatically erotic. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=313807 Days with Jean. Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=313013 What are words. Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=310476 The Floral Top. An unexpected sexual awakening. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=302329 
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17-10-2012, 02:06 PM
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Re: Erased Memories
Don't stop!!!
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17-10-2012, 02:50 PM
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Re: Erased Memories
Memories be it gd or bad in my POV is like a double edge sword it can hurt u and it also can encourage us to b better man.
But well if we can really erase the memory y not. 
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17-10-2012, 03:07 PM
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Re: Erased Memories
Her eyes spaced out. She has already lost her mind.
Broken glasses and drips of blood were found on the floor. There laid an unconscious ah beng with dyed golden brown hair dressed in bright yellow shirt with nothing wore underneath. At his dragon tattooed chest there was a huge O shaped wound. Looked as though he was pierced by a broken bottle. His face was already all white with his eyes wide opened. He has already breathed his last. I took a towel and wrapped Cynthia as we led her in the car. The medics shook their heads signifying the death of Daryl. The one who took Cynthia away. By force. They placed him in the black bag and zipped it up. Cynthia and I did not utter a word as she was led to the police station to record her statement. Her parents were informed and they dashed out to the station. The first thing they did was to give Cynthia a big slap. But she doesn't seem to respond. Her mind was not there at all already. Whatever questions the police and parent asked she would just laugh it out. Until they decided to put her in the mental hospital. It broke my heart to see her in a state like this. Yet I couldn't do anything. I'm still single and she was still the one I loved. Deeply. __________________________________________________ A Long Awaited Affinity Do you believe in Fate? http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=319312 The Promise. What would you do? http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=317932 Enough is enough. The 3 years of hell. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=314480 Steamy Windows. Aromatically erotic. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=313807 Days with Jean. Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=313013 What are words. Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=310476 The Floral Top. An unexpected sexual awakening. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=302329
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17-10-2012, 03:26 PM
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Re: Erased Memories
hey hey i selling popcorn and kacang puteh here with picnic mat. lelong lelong come ah...
munch munch. sex with siao char bor now. sibei exciting. come come kopi gong on the roll.
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17-10-2012, 03:28 PM
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Re: Erased Memories
Quote:
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17-10-2012, 03:43 PM
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1 more customer! Got carlsberg on sale?
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17-10-2012, 04:33 PM
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Re: Erased Memories
This is like Jeffery Archer, Nelson DeMille whose novels are highly anticipated.
Have you thought about publishing a short story novel? Good job I'd say.
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#12
17-10-2012, 05:07 PM
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It broke my heart to see her in a state like this. Yet I couldn't do anything. I'm still single and she was still the one I loved. Deeply.
We grew up in the same neighborhood since the primary school days. She lived at the opposite block. Our parents knew them as they always played mahjong at my place and the both of us had only ourselves to entertain each other. I had lots of toys and we would just play for hours. Years grew and both of us felt something for each other. During the secondary school days we would meet each other to go home together as we studied in the same school. Cynthia was a long haired feminine girl standing at 1.5m who weighed only 40kg. Yes she was quite thin. Tanned with small A cuppers and athletic in nature. She was the school's famous runner who always clinched the gold no matter which event she took part in. Me? I'm athletic too, but my best was my long jump and 400 metres. And a good 3 year champion for that. We fell and got together during our late secondary. Always we will go to Bukit Timah for trekking or Pulau Ubin just to cycle. Cynthia: So what would you want to be Gan? Me: Me? I stood up proudly looking at the stars in Bishan Park. Me: I gonna be the darnest best police there is going to be. Cynthia: Woah. That's some unusual ambition. I told you wanna be some engineer or something. Me: Something wrong? Cynthia: Nah. Me: How about you? Cynthia: Me? I want to be a fashion designer. Me: Wow. That sorta suits you. You draw very well and dress well too. Go for it. We held each other and both of us said to each other: Gambatte! To our dreams! Soon the O levels were over and there we were going out with each other. The results were released and I was eligible to go to Poly whilst Cynthia didn't really got her ideal grades. She could only go to ITE. Me: Don't give up Cynthia. You can do it. Retake your O's. I too took the long route in primary school. Remember? You took 6 years while I took 8 years. Cynthia nodded as we left holding hands. As I decided to go for my army first, Cynthia went to ITE. I was enlisted to the Police Academy where I decided to sign on. I could provide for Cynthia. The night before I went for my enlistment which was our 5th year together, Cynthia came to my house to accompany me. She brought chips and bottles of Coke and also a bottle of Choya. We celebrated our anniversary talking till the wee hours and drinking. Cynthia: Em. Is it getting hot here or is it just me? She said with her face flushed red. The both of us were a little high due as we finished the entire bottle of Choya. Me: I feel hot too. Both of us undressed automatically as I switched off the lights. We stared at each other and for a moment in time. Time stopped. We looked and explored our naked bodies as if we were adults. She covered herself as our lips closed towards each other. This was the first time we kissed after so many years. The atmosphere seemed to become warm as we engulfed ourselves in love. Slowly I unhooked her white plain bra, revealing a dark brown nipples against her tanned complexion. We laid on my bed as we kissed. Slowly my lips went to her neck, slowly towards her nipples. Her legs were reacting to my tit sucking. Cynthia: Mmmm. Her fingers started to roam down to my underwear and held it. The feeling was weird yet enticing. As the both of us stared at each other's bodies curiously, we took off everything and explored each other. For her age her pubic hair was unbelievably thick. She saw mine and held it. It was erect already. As we leaned closer to each other, the tip of my penis was touching the entrance of her vagina. Me: Can I? Cynthia nodded. The next moment my phone rang which made me jump, causing me to thrust suddenly into Cynthia. __________________________________________________ A Long Awaited Affinity Do you believe in Fate? http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=319312 The Promise. What would you do? http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=317932 Enough is enough. The 3 years of hell. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=314480 Steamy Windows. Aromatically erotic. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=313807 Days with Jean. Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=313013 What are words. Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=310476 The Floral Top. An unexpected sexual awakening. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=302329
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17-10-2012, 07:26 PM
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Re: Erased Memories
Another top potential thread... keep it up!!!
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17-10-2012, 08:14 PM
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Re: Erased Memories
Building a hut here, please continue
Borrowing some camp fire from Kitty, meow meow meow
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17-10-2012, 08:52 PM
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Re: Erased Memories
The next moment my phone rang which made me jump, causing me to thrust suddenly into Cynthia.
Cynthia: Pain. Me: Sorry. I took it out and tried to re-enter her again gently. This time I managed to get it in smoothly. She spread her legs and we continued our sex acts. Her vagina was very tight and thanks to the foreplay she was well lubricated. Traces of blood were seen on my penis and when I was about to cum, I couldn't control and flooded her vagina with my first cum. Cynthia: Ahhh.. I'm yours already Gan. You can't forsake me already. We are already connected as one. Me: Me too Cynthia. I love you. With that we frenched again and took turns to bathe before we tugged ourselves to my bed and slept. She packed my bag and accompanied me to the enlistment together with my parents. She cried seeing me go but I could not help it. In my heart this stage was where a boy becomes a man. I turned and walked in. Cynthia: I'll wait for you Gan! I will! Me: I turned and nodded. Waved her goodbye. We exchanged messages and called every night. Her school term has started as she took hair design. Since she couldn't get into her fashion design, she thought she will do something related. In her class there was a mix of people she couldn't get along with. Especially with those gangsters who does nothing but try to intimidate those who think they can bully. And the brainless head was none other than Daryl. The one who thinks everything can only be settled through fists and nothing else. He was the most prominent in the class. Super golden hair combed up like a broom head, wearing a body of tattoos. Dragon in the chest, tiger in his right leg, with tattooed dots on his knuckles too. And his attitude was beyond fucked up. The percentage of girls in the class outnumbered the males and it was a good thing to him. Cynthia couldn't wait to see me. During the parents visiting day, she dressed up and went excitedly with my parents. She jumped and hugged me whilst my bunk mates were envious. Buddy: Wah you shiok lo. Got such a chio gal. I super jealous lo. Me: She's going to be my future wife ok? Cynthia blushed. My parents nodded in approval. Buddy: So loving. Nabei la you. We talked alot and Cynthia told me about her classes and the people. The medical report came from the hospital and shown that Cynthia was raped, her vagina tissue was badly torn and it have shown that there were several thrusts, meaning that she was violated by multiple partners. There were traces of hair and semen samples which they took to examine. I couldn't believe it. I will find you culprits and bring you all to justice. I swear to the Guan Gong altar. You will never get away from the clutches of the law. Went to the shooting range and fired the rounds. When the paper target come near, the groin section was all fired up with holes. *God grant me the strength to find them and bring them to justice. But deep in me I wanted them to pay the price. My own way. I was filled with rage. If Daryl was alive I would have beaten you to death. Pluck out all your organs and lay them one by one.* Nurse: You have a visitor, Cynthia. I saw her. Dressed in white, staring again in blank space. Me: Hi Cynthia. It's me. She turned to me. Stared at me for minutes, then turned towards the window and stared outside. I walked towards her and placed my arms on her. She screamed. Cynthia: No no noooo! Don't touch me! Ok Ok I will do as you say. Don't beat me! Please I beg you! I know I know. You have my nude photos. Don't publish them! I will do anything you say. Please don't beat me. Don't publish my photos! She hit her head continuously on the wall. I hugged her. Me: It's fine Cynthia. It's over. I'm Gan. I'll protect you no matter what. She bit me hard on my shoulders till I bled. I hushed her until she calmed down. She looked at me with tears. Cynthia: Gan? Me: Yes dear. It's me. I haven't changed. You are still my wife. She shook her head. Cynthia: It's too late. Me: It's never too late dear. Cynthia: You don't understand Gan. I was... Me: I know Cynthia. But I will always be here to protect you. She laughed. Cynthia: I'm just a cheap slut. I'm not worthy of you. Everytime I look at the mirror I just want to end my life. Here look. Her wrists were full of cuts, signifying the number of suicide attempts. She pulled a portion of her shirt that revealed a huge scar on her back. Cynthia: This is what Daryl did to me. Whenever I tried to reject his actions, he poured acid on my back. I'm too ashamed to face you Gan. She wept as she looked at me. I went towards her. Me: Cynthia, I still.. Cynthia: Still what? This is what I deserve for ditching you Gan! I deserved it for forsaking you. This is my retribution. Haha hahaha hahahhahaa...Now scram! Hahahahahaha She went back to her hysterical self when the nurses went to her and gave her a jab. Nurse: You better leave now. She's not in a good condition. I could not control my emotions. *If I find the culprits I swear I will skin you alive and make your life a living hell!* __________________________________________________ A Long Awaited Affinity Do you believe in Fate? http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=319312 The Promise. What would you do? http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=317932 Enough is enough. The 3 years of hell. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=314480 Steamy Windows. Aromatically erotic. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=313807 Days with Jean. Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=313013 What are words. Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=310476 The Floral Top. An unexpected sexual awakening. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=302329 Last edited by Coffeecans; 17-10-2012 at 09:19 PM.
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