Aqilah Azmi
Time changes everything, even you and I have changed

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Her name is Aqilah Muhamad Azmi. Born on February 6th 1995 in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. Currently joining the Faculty of Education and doing her foundation in TESL. Laws, politics and poetry are her major interests. Blunt with her words, carefree and open to learn.



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Short Story #1
Thursday, 10 October 2013 || 20:27

This is one of my easy-to-read short stories that I want to share with you. I'm still learning, any comments or suggestions kindly email me or just write your shoutouts on the comment column below the post. 


It was a dark night. The scent of raindrops brewing in the air. The pedestrians were all with their umbrellas, rushing to get home. The rain faded.

There was a young woman sitting on a bench. She seemed like waiting for someone to pick her up. Not really in rush, she doesn't look worry at all. She just sat there, while staring at the road. Her head turned left and right, searching for a car, a person, nobody knows. Five minutes after, a man came towards her and sat beside her. He looks like a wealthy young adult. Brown hair, tall and fair-skinned. He must be very charismatic. He made the girl talked to him.., or even fell in love with him. Not long after that, a cab stopped by and offered them a ride. The guy asked the girl to come along ; saying he would pay for the fees. Besides, it was almost 12 a.m. The guy promised to send her home. It was a good offer, so she accepted. They seemed happy, maybe one day they could go out together, who knows?

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It was all over the newspapers. Front page. It rang the world. Some of the titles are "Monstrous Killer", "Cab Driver Found Dead", also "Successful Bachelor Sawed in Pieces". It was told that the pieces of both bodies were cut into pieces and thrown into the river, feeding the fishes, making them so difficult to trace. The woman, however, was invisible. Polices and forensics failed to capture her.

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People were being so busy preparing for Christmas celebration tomorrow. There was a guy riding his fixie bike delivering pamphlets. Tall, handsome-looking guy in hoodies. He parked his bike and walked into a cafe for some nice hot beverage. He walked out and saw an average-hot girl listening to her Ipod, waiting for someone. She was very beautiful. Looking so good in her boots and skinny jeans. Of course, as expected, he approached her. He greeted her nicely. Her smiles made him fell in love immediately. She asked him to accompany her to her home. He agreed. She presented him a kiss on his cheek. They walked together, holding hands as if they have dated before.


So the cycle continues.