Amelie and Moyra finally arrived at Lulu's and Fae's house. Amelie got out of the car first and was so astonished at how massive the house is.
Amelie: Whoa! This is big man. So, where's Fae?
Moyra: She's upstairs. Let's so see Lulu first.
The girls walked in. They saw Lulu sitting in her bedroom lounge, reading the newspaper and sipping away a cup of cofee.
Moyra knocked the door: Hi, Lulu. How are you? I brought a guest over. I do hope you don't mind.
Lulu: Come in girls. Sit down.
Both the girls felt hesitant, but they sat with Lulu anyway. In the middle of their conversation, Fae enters. Moyra was about to jump up to say hello, when Lulu interrupted.
Lulu: Look at her, always lazy. Never does a single thing.
Fae: I'm not lazy. I did a lot of things today.
Lulu: See, she can even fight back with me.
Lulu has never been that fluent in English, it just sounded very broken, and also has a deep, husky voice, so she can sound scary at times, especially when she's angry.
Amelie was shocked to experience such an event and whispered quietly to Moyra.
A: Is she always like this?
M: Yes (softly)
Lulu: Go back to your room!!
Fae looked at both the girls, shrugged and walked out of Lulu's room.
Lulu: I think I have a headache. Can you girls please leave. Why don't you keep you-know-what-her-name company. I'm off for a rest. Please close the door when you are out.
Feeling rather angry and confused, the girls left the room, shut the door and went to Fae's room.
Moyra: Knock! Knock!
Fae: Who's there?
M: Am
F: Am who?
M: Am I allowed to come in?
Fae opened the door, giggled away.
F: That was a really good one! Well done. (looks at Amelie) Oh, hello. I don't think we've met.
Amelie: Hi there. I'm Moyra's friend, Amelie.
F: Nice to meet you.
All three girls sat on the carpet, enjoyed some music, smiled at each other and chit chatting away.
Monday, 31 March 2008
Amelie
After writing the letter, Moyra decided to pay Lulu and Fae a visit. Before she drove her baby 1968 Mustang (actually, not really a Mustang but simply an imaginary car) i.e. a second-hand burgundy red VW Beetle, both interior and exterior has had some modification. Vroom! Vroom! Vroom...goes the engine! Moyra turned the radio button on and beautiful music was playing in the background. Not only was it a Beetle, but it was a convertible. The girl with the dark hair and dark eyes, put her sunglasses on, fixed her hair, tying it into a bun, wind down the window a bit and drives away.
Moyra: Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
While waiting for the traffic lights to go green, there was a group of whiney, laughing.."hee hee hee" type of girls, in their convertible posh jeep. They stopped next to Moyra's car and just giggled.
Girl #1: Oh, look at her. She looks like a retard siting in that weird looking car.
Moyra: It's called a Beetle woman.
Girl #2: What? A beatle!! Oh no! Where? Is it in my bikini? Yikes!
Moyra rolled her eyes: Sheesh, can this be any worse?
Girl #3: I beg your pardon?
Moyra: I said, you girls look sooooo lovely today.
She smiled.
Girl #1 and 2: Oh, thank you.
Girl #4: We just had our hair made up, nails polished. Oh and had some numbers from some cute hottie.
Moyra: Ah, right.
Still waiting for the traffic lights. It looked as though the black headed three eyes pole did not function properly.
Girl #3: You should get your nails done too. And put some make-up on.
Moyra: I do my own nails, my own make-up and hair thank you.
All 4 girls: Ewww...that's so inhygenic!
Moyra: Thanks! I live and breathe it, every single day.
She said with full sarcasm, but the girls obviously did not get it. They just looked at each other, then looked back at her with disgust. All Moyra could do was laugh. Finally, it was green light time and Moyra vroomed away.
Moyra: Silly, shallow girls.
Firstly, she dropped by at Amelie's house. They have been buddies for a few years, but seemed like forever to everyone else. Amelie, walked out of her house and got into Moyra's car.
Amelie: Hey love, how are you?
Moyra: Great, bebeh. I bumped to some "hot" shallow chicks earlier on. Man, were they as shallow as a swimming pool! Without the water of course!
Amelie: Are you serious? That bad? I've heard of bad ones, but this flash news is rather new to me. These aren't the girls who hang out in fours and laugh at everyone who drives or walk passes them? 'cause if they are, I know 'em.
Moyra: How do you know? Did you read my mind?
Amelie: Ahahaha...no silly. Lucky guess. Describe them, they might be my neigh-bours.
Just before Moyra was about to describe the girls, they drove pass her car and parked in their house.
Moyra: Oh, speak of the 'devils", there they are.
Amelie: Ugh! One of them dated my friend's ex. She was horrible to him. 1 week and he dumped her, but she made up as though she dumped him.
The four girls got out of the jeep. One of them, who had really long locks, fairly slim and dressed from head to toe, designer label, saw Moyra and Amelie.
Amelie, waved at the girl, but she just snotted off.
Moyra: Snobs!
Amelie: That's Lakeesha..but everyone calls her 'leech'. Don't know why though. She's probably one anyway. And that blonde wannabe, is Lolita. People call her 'Lollipop'. Guess the guys mostly like her..hmmmm??? And that other chick, the one with the short reddish hair, with freckles on her face, that's Marre (Marie), she's ok, so-so, but a bit fiesty. You know what they say about red-heads. The last girl over there, wearing a very, very, very, very short dress is Toni. She's the weirdest of the bunch.
Moyra: Oh yeah. So, they're sisters. They don't look alike though.
Amelie: Nah, they're just friends who happened to buy the house. Despite all that shallowness, they just have money coming in like nuts! They don't even work! Must be the oil business their parents are in.
Moyra: Hmm. So, are we ready to go?
Amelie: Lets do this!
Moyra: Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
While waiting for the traffic lights to go green, there was a group of whiney, laughing.."hee hee hee" type of girls, in their convertible posh jeep. They stopped next to Moyra's car and just giggled.
Girl #1: Oh, look at her. She looks like a retard siting in that weird looking car.
Moyra: It's called a Beetle woman.
Girl #2: What? A beatle!! Oh no! Where? Is it in my bikini? Yikes!
Moyra rolled her eyes: Sheesh, can this be any worse?
Girl #3: I beg your pardon?
Moyra: I said, you girls look sooooo lovely today.
She smiled.
Girl #1 and 2: Oh, thank you.
Girl #4: We just had our hair made up, nails polished. Oh and had some numbers from some cute hottie.
Moyra: Ah, right.
Still waiting for the traffic lights. It looked as though the black headed three eyes pole did not function properly.
Girl #3: You should get your nails done too. And put some make-up on.
Moyra: I do my own nails, my own make-up and hair thank you.
All 4 girls: Ewww...that's so inhygenic!
Moyra: Thanks! I live and breathe it, every single day.
She said with full sarcasm, but the girls obviously did not get it. They just looked at each other, then looked back at her with disgust. All Moyra could do was laugh. Finally, it was green light time and Moyra vroomed away.
Moyra: Silly, shallow girls.
Firstly, she dropped by at Amelie's house. They have been buddies for a few years, but seemed like forever to everyone else. Amelie, walked out of her house and got into Moyra's car.
Amelie: Hey love, how are you?
Moyra: Great, bebeh. I bumped to some "hot" shallow chicks earlier on. Man, were they as shallow as a swimming pool! Without the water of course!
Amelie: Are you serious? That bad? I've heard of bad ones, but this flash news is rather new to me. These aren't the girls who hang out in fours and laugh at everyone who drives or walk passes them? 'cause if they are, I know 'em.
Moyra: How do you know? Did you read my mind?
Amelie: Ahahaha...no silly. Lucky guess. Describe them, they might be my neigh-bours.
Just before Moyra was about to describe the girls, they drove pass her car and parked in their house.
Moyra: Oh, speak of the 'devils", there they are.
Amelie: Ugh! One of them dated my friend's ex. She was horrible to him. 1 week and he dumped her, but she made up as though she dumped him.
The four girls got out of the jeep. One of them, who had really long locks, fairly slim and dressed from head to toe, designer label, saw Moyra and Amelie.
Amelie, waved at the girl, but she just snotted off.
Moyra: Snobs!
Amelie: That's Lakeesha..but everyone calls her 'leech'. Don't know why though. She's probably one anyway. And that blonde wannabe, is Lolita. People call her 'Lollipop'. Guess the guys mostly like her..hmmmm??? And that other chick, the one with the short reddish hair, with freckles on her face, that's Marre (Marie), she's ok, so-so, but a bit fiesty. You know what they say about red-heads. The last girl over there, wearing a very, very, very, very short dress is Toni. She's the weirdest of the bunch.
Moyra: Oh yeah. So, they're sisters. They don't look alike though.
Amelie: Nah, they're just friends who happened to buy the house. Despite all that shallowness, they just have money coming in like nuts! They don't even work! Must be the oil business their parents are in.
Moyra: Hmm. So, are we ready to go?
Amelie: Lets do this!
Thursday, 27 March 2008
Dear Lulu
Dear Lulu,
If only there were words to describe you and if I had the courage to tell you, I would've a long time ago. But if you ever read this, please forgive me in doing so. I'm not here to attack you, I'm writing this because I have something to say and you need to hear me. In fact, don't just hear me. Listen to me.
You're not a bad person. You're simply misunderstood.
You don't understand your child, who's blossomed into something beautiful.
Had you given her the love she deserves, she'd be perfect. Just like you always wanted her to be.Had you given her kindness, she would not have faught you.
Even though, she's not like you nor like me, she's a human being. Had you have treated her like one, she'd be normal. To my eyes, she's normal.
She has a deeper sickness, that is, to seek your attention, your love and your guidance.
She may not be perfect, but she's trying. You call her lazy and you call her a liar. But if you had really listen to her, you'd know she's none of those.
Lulu, you're loved. Not just by me, but your daughter, Fae. You gave her the name Freedom, but what do you mean. Is it your freedom?
What happens if one day, she begins to realize, you don't want her. What happens if one day, she leaves you behind alone.
But don't worry, Lulu. Fae will never do such a thing. She loves you too much to leave you. She respects you highly even though she does not get that extra special treatment. You should be thankful that she's not like me. If I was her, I'd have run away, just to stop from feeling the fear you would have given me.
Lulu, you're not a bad person. You're just misunderstood. You're slightly mean, but only when you want to be. You see, we all look into your good side. You just have to deal with your negative feelings and tackle that hatred you have towards Fae.
If not, you truly have failed the test. The test of patience, sincerity, love, forgiveness and kindness.
I do apologize for I have written this about you. I do not hate you. I'm just upset and angry with you. I wish you could give more to Fae.
I'm writing this because I care. And, I hope you do to.
Sincerely,
Moyra
If only there were words to describe you and if I had the courage to tell you, I would've a long time ago. But if you ever read this, please forgive me in doing so. I'm not here to attack you, I'm writing this because I have something to say and you need to hear me. In fact, don't just hear me. Listen to me.
You're not a bad person. You're simply misunderstood.
You don't understand your child, who's blossomed into something beautiful.
Had you given her the love she deserves, she'd be perfect. Just like you always wanted her to be.Had you given her kindness, she would not have faught you.
Even though, she's not like you nor like me, she's a human being. Had you have treated her like one, she'd be normal. To my eyes, she's normal.
She has a deeper sickness, that is, to seek your attention, your love and your guidance.
She may not be perfect, but she's trying. You call her lazy and you call her a liar. But if you had really listen to her, you'd know she's none of those.
Lulu, you're loved. Not just by me, but your daughter, Fae. You gave her the name Freedom, but what do you mean. Is it your freedom?
What happens if one day, she begins to realize, you don't want her. What happens if one day, she leaves you behind alone.
But don't worry, Lulu. Fae will never do such a thing. She loves you too much to leave you. She respects you highly even though she does not get that extra special treatment. You should be thankful that she's not like me. If I was her, I'd have run away, just to stop from feeling the fear you would have given me.
Lulu, you're not a bad person. You're just misunderstood. You're slightly mean, but only when you want to be. You see, we all look into your good side. You just have to deal with your negative feelings and tackle that hatred you have towards Fae.
If not, you truly have failed the test. The test of patience, sincerity, love, forgiveness and kindness.
I do apologize for I have written this about you. I do not hate you. I'm just upset and angry with you. I wish you could give more to Fae.
I'm writing this because I care. And, I hope you do to.
Sincerely,
Moyra
Wednesday, 26 March 2008
Lunch apointment Part 2
Continuation......
Fae: I kind of thought it was brilliant. Actually, it came out from your mum's mouth.
Moyra: Are you serious? Wow, I didn't think she had it in her.
Both the girls giggled away. After almost an hour of chatting, they decided to do a bit of art work. Moyra, has always wanted to get back into painting, so she was trying out her skills, while Fae was happy to just work with crayons. Non-toxic to be precise. Moyra started giggling again, while Fae followed suit. They simply couldn't stop thinking about the Dr J and Miss H thing.
It was time for show and tell, between the two girls.
Moyra: Okay, so, today I painted a tree, a house, these colourful rainbows..(she giggled, then calmed down and got back to her presentation)..the little birds flying, there they are, if you can see those wings then you know, they're birds...(Moyra, giggling away) Then, you can see people. Okay, I know this looks like a 6years old's painting,but I did try. Anyway, these people in here are happy. They love flowers. They're basically..you know..happy people, who, basically lives..in a happy home. (paused for a moment and then, nodded) Yup! Your turn Fae.
Fae: Okay, today, I just drew flowers with these non-toxic crayons. (Fae, loved to elaborate what she used on paper) Anyway, I decided to draw them in black and colour them with grey (gray) because it's what I'm feeling inside. Black, because I'm lonely and grey (gray) because I'm miserable. But, I'm a happy miserable person? Is there such a thing?
Moyra: I guess? Is there anything else you want mentioned? (feeling guilty about mentioning her silly 'happy home themed painting)
Fae: Oh, I love flowers 'cause they are pretty. (Smiles and sits down,then looking all gloomy)
Moyra was used to the way Fae looked all the time. She never showed happiness nor did she show unhappiness. Her face looks blank. No feelings. That was only when she's quiet. When she talks to Moyra or anyone whom she can trust, like Amelie, who's also Moyra's friend, Fae looks as though she has been enlightened by two people who she adores so dearly.
Moyra: Okay, so do you want to talk about it?
Fae: What is there to talk? You know what my mum is like. So, is there anything else you want to ask me?
Moyra: Hmmmmm....(pressing her lips and thinking away, then suddenly, a lightbulb flash. She remembered what her friend Amelie had ask Fae to do a while back.) I know! Why don't you write a list of things you want to do. It can be anything. Amelie suggested that to you some time ago.
Fae: What do you mean? (looking dumbfoundedly curious)
Moyra: The suggestion or the list?
Fae: I don't know. I'll do whatever you tell me to.
Moyra: Okay, how do I interpret this into simple sentences? (Moyra wanders away, thinking in her mind) Well...you could write something you would like to try such as cooking, or baking. You could write a list of places you would like to visit. Ummm, you could even write what music you like to listen and movies you want to watch.You could even write who you want to meet, like a celebrity for example? Or friends you have not seen forever. Basically, anything.
Fae: You call that simple! He he he. So, how many should I write. Do I need to write a certain amount, like 10 or 20 or what?
Moyra: As many as you want or much, however that's meant to be said. Gosh, my English is terrible these days.
Fae: Mine too!
The day soon became night, and Moyra went home. She sat on her chair, writing in her journal. She penned a few sentences, but could not help but wonder what happens to Freedom Fae when she's alone at home. How does she kill the time when she's not out, every day. Every kind of question just pops out of Moyra's head. She knows that she wants to help Fae in every way she can, even if she does not have enough money to do so.
Then, night becomes older, although to Moyra, it never gets old. In fact, to her, night time is always, as she felt, seem so young.
Fae: I kind of thought it was brilliant. Actually, it came out from your mum's mouth.
Moyra: Are you serious? Wow, I didn't think she had it in her.
Both the girls giggled away. After almost an hour of chatting, they decided to do a bit of art work. Moyra, has always wanted to get back into painting, so she was trying out her skills, while Fae was happy to just work with crayons. Non-toxic to be precise. Moyra started giggling again, while Fae followed suit. They simply couldn't stop thinking about the Dr J and Miss H thing.
It was time for show and tell, between the two girls.
Moyra: Okay, so, today I painted a tree, a house, these colourful rainbows..(she giggled, then calmed down and got back to her presentation)..the little birds flying, there they are, if you can see those wings then you know, they're birds...(Moyra, giggling away) Then, you can see people. Okay, I know this looks like a 6years old's painting,but I did try. Anyway, these people in here are happy. They love flowers. They're basically..you know..happy people, who, basically lives..in a happy home. (paused for a moment and then, nodded) Yup! Your turn Fae.
Fae: Okay, today, I just drew flowers with these non-toxic crayons. (Fae, loved to elaborate what she used on paper) Anyway, I decided to draw them in black and colour them with grey (gray) because it's what I'm feeling inside. Black, because I'm lonely and grey (gray) because I'm miserable. But, I'm a happy miserable person? Is there such a thing?
Moyra: I guess? Is there anything else you want mentioned? (feeling guilty about mentioning her silly 'happy home themed painting)
Fae: Oh, I love flowers 'cause they are pretty. (Smiles and sits down,then looking all gloomy)
Moyra was used to the way Fae looked all the time. She never showed happiness nor did she show unhappiness. Her face looks blank. No feelings. That was only when she's quiet. When she talks to Moyra or anyone whom she can trust, like Amelie, who's also Moyra's friend, Fae looks as though she has been enlightened by two people who she adores so dearly.
Moyra: Okay, so do you want to talk about it?
Fae: What is there to talk? You know what my mum is like. So, is there anything else you want to ask me?
Moyra: Hmmmmm....(pressing her lips and thinking away, then suddenly, a lightbulb flash. She remembered what her friend Amelie had ask Fae to do a while back.) I know! Why don't you write a list of things you want to do. It can be anything. Amelie suggested that to you some time ago.
Fae: What do you mean? (looking dumbfoundedly curious)
Moyra: The suggestion or the list?
Fae: I don't know. I'll do whatever you tell me to.
Moyra: Okay, how do I interpret this into simple sentences? (Moyra wanders away, thinking in her mind) Well...you could write something you would like to try such as cooking, or baking. You could write a list of places you would like to visit. Ummm, you could even write what music you like to listen and movies you want to watch.You could even write who you want to meet, like a celebrity for example? Or friends you have not seen forever. Basically, anything.
Fae: You call that simple! He he he. So, how many should I write. Do I need to write a certain amount, like 10 or 20 or what?
Moyra: As many as you want or much, however that's meant to be said. Gosh, my English is terrible these days.
Fae: Mine too!
The day soon became night, and Moyra went home. She sat on her chair, writing in her journal. She penned a few sentences, but could not help but wonder what happens to Freedom Fae when she's alone at home. How does she kill the time when she's not out, every day. Every kind of question just pops out of Moyra's head. She knows that she wants to help Fae in every way she can, even if she does not have enough money to do so.
Then, night becomes older, although to Moyra, it never gets old. In fact, to her, night time is always, as she felt, seem so young.
Tuesday, 25 March 2008
Lunch appointment on a week day (Part 1)
As promised, Lulu took Fae along with her for the lunch outing with Moyra and her parents. Moyra hugged both Lulu and Fae. The girls were so happy to see each other. They had lunch at a very posh Chinese Restaurant, near Lulu's place. The ambient and the scene in the place was fantastic. Moyra thought to herself, "I wouldn't be surprised if I see someone famous in here." Unfortunately, no one close to fame was eating at the restaurant. Possibly because it was a week day and everyone else who have work were too busy to think about eating, especially in a posh restaurant!
It was time to order. The waiter comes over to their table. He was wearing dark blue Chinese style shirt, made of cotton material. When it comes to clothes, the women in Moyra's family notices every detail,even if there is a smudge on the fabric and this includes herself. He held a gadget with him, which all of them think was to take their orders and had a pen with him, which was possibly for the gadget he had with him.
Moyra's mum, the expert in Chinese cuisines, did all the ordering. Everyone was having Chinese Tea. Dishes that were ordered involved a lot of vegetables, one fish dish and one chicken dish. No red meat involved. Even though, Lulu, Fae and Moyra's father in particular loves meat, they were not too fussed about not having any beef or lamb at all. In fact, Moyra's father was excited to have noodles for a change. This time her mum ordered Glass noodles instead of the usual udon noodles.
While waiting for the food to arrive, both Fae and Moyra decided to go for a wander. Lulu seemed suspicious about the idea of us doing so, but Moyra's mum just said that it'd be alright.
There was a lovely fish pond outside the restaurant, so the girls hung out around there for a bit chatting away.
Fae: I'm glad my mother took me out. I was afraid it was going to be one of her tricks.
Moyra: You reckon? I was actually excited and nervous about it. I seriously thought she was not taking you out with her, but I'm so glad she has.
Fae: Yes! (smiling away, then stopped and was sadly looking at the gold fishes in the pond)
Moyra: What's the matter? (she looked curious and confused) You were smiling one minute and now, you're all sad. What are you thinking about?
Fae: I feel that I should not be too happy about this outing.
Moyra: But you're out. You're free!
Fae: Not close enough.
Moyra: What do you mean by that? Has your mum said something horrible to you?
Fae: The usual nonsense.
Moyra: Such as?
Fae: That I'm no good. That I lie. maybe I should just lie to her and maybe, that's what she wants me to do.
Moyra: You shouldn't lie when you know it's the truth. She just want to make herself feel better. But maybe, she's just indenial?
Fae: Are you taking her side?
Moyra: No. I'm not taking anyone's side. I'm just saying, maybe she just doesn't want to believe that you are in deed telling the truth.
The conversation was getting rather too intensed and they felt hungry too, so they walked back to their table, with Lulu looking disrupt about the whole situation and Moyra's parents nodding their heads, disagreeing with what Lulu had to say.
All the dishes finally arrived and filled their empty stomaches. They were content and satisfied with the meal.
Lulu got up to pay for the bill, but Moyra's mum insisted that she should pay, so she did. They left the posh restaurant, got into the car and drove back to Lulu and Fae's house. A very huge house indeed. A family of 10 could actually live in it, with 5 extra little children running around and laughing like hyeenas would.
Moyra went to Fae's room, while Lulu and Moyra's parents sat downstairs in the lounge area to enjoy chit chatting and dessert. Lulu is famous for her desserts. She had everything and made everything. Her chocolate brownies are both Fae's and Moyra's favourite.
In Fae's room.....
Moyra:Lunch was interesting wasn't it?
Fae: Oh yes, the food was so good!
Moyra: I couldn't stop laughing with the way your mum mentioned that smoking made her feel good and that it's good for the brain. Hah! Funny and so untrue.
Fae: Yes, my mum has a way of saying silly things. She's great when she's Dr Jeckyl but she's not the best when she becomes Miss Hyde.
Moyra: Nice one!!
To be continued.....
It was time to order. The waiter comes over to their table. He was wearing dark blue Chinese style shirt, made of cotton material. When it comes to clothes, the women in Moyra's family notices every detail,even if there is a smudge on the fabric and this includes herself. He held a gadget with him, which all of them think was to take their orders and had a pen with him, which was possibly for the gadget he had with him.
Moyra's mum, the expert in Chinese cuisines, did all the ordering. Everyone was having Chinese Tea. Dishes that were ordered involved a lot of vegetables, one fish dish and one chicken dish. No red meat involved. Even though, Lulu, Fae and Moyra's father in particular loves meat, they were not too fussed about not having any beef or lamb at all. In fact, Moyra's father was excited to have noodles for a change. This time her mum ordered Glass noodles instead of the usual udon noodles.
While waiting for the food to arrive, both Fae and Moyra decided to go for a wander. Lulu seemed suspicious about the idea of us doing so, but Moyra's mum just said that it'd be alright.
There was a lovely fish pond outside the restaurant, so the girls hung out around there for a bit chatting away.
Fae: I'm glad my mother took me out. I was afraid it was going to be one of her tricks.
Moyra: You reckon? I was actually excited and nervous about it. I seriously thought she was not taking you out with her, but I'm so glad she has.
Fae: Yes! (smiling away, then stopped and was sadly looking at the gold fishes in the pond)
Moyra: What's the matter? (she looked curious and confused) You were smiling one minute and now, you're all sad. What are you thinking about?
Fae: I feel that I should not be too happy about this outing.
Moyra: But you're out. You're free!
Fae: Not close enough.
Moyra: What do you mean by that? Has your mum said something horrible to you?
Fae: The usual nonsense.
Moyra: Such as?
Fae: That I'm no good. That I lie. maybe I should just lie to her and maybe, that's what she wants me to do.
Moyra: You shouldn't lie when you know it's the truth. She just want to make herself feel better. But maybe, she's just indenial?
Fae: Are you taking her side?
Moyra: No. I'm not taking anyone's side. I'm just saying, maybe she just doesn't want to believe that you are in deed telling the truth.
The conversation was getting rather too intensed and they felt hungry too, so they walked back to their table, with Lulu looking disrupt about the whole situation and Moyra's parents nodding their heads, disagreeing with what Lulu had to say.
All the dishes finally arrived and filled their empty stomaches. They were content and satisfied with the meal.
Lulu got up to pay for the bill, but Moyra's mum insisted that she should pay, so she did. They left the posh restaurant, got into the car and drove back to Lulu and Fae's house. A very huge house indeed. A family of 10 could actually live in it, with 5 extra little children running around and laughing like hyeenas would.
Moyra went to Fae's room, while Lulu and Moyra's parents sat downstairs in the lounge area to enjoy chit chatting and dessert. Lulu is famous for her desserts. She had everything and made everything. Her chocolate brownies are both Fae's and Moyra's favourite.
In Fae's room.....
Moyra:Lunch was interesting wasn't it?
Fae: Oh yes, the food was so good!
Moyra: I couldn't stop laughing with the way your mum mentioned that smoking made her feel good and that it's good for the brain. Hah! Funny and so untrue.
Fae: Yes, my mum has a way of saying silly things. She's great when she's Dr Jeckyl but she's not the best when she becomes Miss Hyde.
Moyra: Nice one!!
To be continued.....
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Monday, 24 March 2008
Just another Sunday
Moyra was sipping a glass of chilled Green Tea in Fae's room, while her parents were entertaining Lulu in the dining hall. It was a hot and humid Sunday. Fae was watching the television while enjoying biscuits with a cup of tea.
Moyra: So, aunty Fae. What did you do in the morning? Anything fascinating?
Fae: Please. Do you think for one second, especially on a Sunday, I'd be able to do something exciting??
Moyra: Come on. All you have to do is just imagine about it.
Moyra nodded with assurance. Fae, continued watching the tele quietly.
Fae: I just saw something this morning. I felt like something or someone was on the ceiling in my bedroom.
That particular message sent shivers down Moyra's spine. She even felt goosebumps all over her.
Moyra: Oh, you're freaking me out now. Are you sure it wasn't your head playing tricks on you?
The girls looked at each other and burst out laughing. After the conversation, Lulu came up looking for her mobile phone. She saw Fae and was very much annoyed by her sight. It's as though, Fae disgusted her. Moyra could never understand the bond between Fae and her mother. The perculiarity. The awkwardness of fae's presence simply made Lulu uncomfortable. Everything about Fae seemed imperfect. Moyra always thought that Fae was normal, even though she has a bit of a disability. She still thought Fae should be treated with some dignity and possibly a little of respect.
Lulu's annoyance and stress made her blew up like a gigantic volcano.
Lulu: Fae, go look for my phone! Get off your bum and look for it now.
Moyra: Lulu, it's on the table beside the lamp.
Fae stood next to Lulu, feeling some what rather dumb. She looked like an innocent child, just waiting to be yelled at over and over again. But, surprisingly, Lulu just walked down the stairs not saying anything.
Two hours of conversation and watching a film, it was time for Moyra to leave. She hugged her aunty Fae, who was looking very upset.
Moyra: Please don't be sad. Remember, be strong.
Fae nodded and hugged Moyra back. They went down the stairs. Moyra's parents were happily chatting away to Lulu about politics and family affairs. Her mum was even making an appointment with Lulu about having a lunch outing at a Chinese restaurant.
Moyra was excited about until she suggested Lulu that Fae should come along too.
Moyra: Oh, can she?!? Could she come along with us? We promise to behave!
Lulu looked puzzled and confused, not knowing what she should do. She was about to say something, but paused for a bit, thinking away.
Lulu: I suppose she can come along.
Fae and Moyra jumped up excited like as if two children were getting a candy each. Moyra and her parents went into the car, waving goodbye to both Fae and Lulu.
Moyra: So, aunty Fae. What did you do in the morning? Anything fascinating?
Fae: Please. Do you think for one second, especially on a Sunday, I'd be able to do something exciting??
Moyra: Come on. All you have to do is just imagine about it.
Moyra nodded with assurance. Fae, continued watching the tele quietly.
Fae: I just saw something this morning. I felt like something or someone was on the ceiling in my bedroom.
That particular message sent shivers down Moyra's spine. She even felt goosebumps all over her.
Moyra: Oh, you're freaking me out now. Are you sure it wasn't your head playing tricks on you?
The girls looked at each other and burst out laughing. After the conversation, Lulu came up looking for her mobile phone. She saw Fae and was very much annoyed by her sight. It's as though, Fae disgusted her. Moyra could never understand the bond between Fae and her mother. The perculiarity. The awkwardness of fae's presence simply made Lulu uncomfortable. Everything about Fae seemed imperfect. Moyra always thought that Fae was normal, even though she has a bit of a disability. She still thought Fae should be treated with some dignity and possibly a little of respect.
Lulu's annoyance and stress made her blew up like a gigantic volcano.
Lulu: Fae, go look for my phone! Get off your bum and look for it now.
Moyra: Lulu, it's on the table beside the lamp.
Fae stood next to Lulu, feeling some what rather dumb. She looked like an innocent child, just waiting to be yelled at over and over again. But, surprisingly, Lulu just walked down the stairs not saying anything.
Two hours of conversation and watching a film, it was time for Moyra to leave. She hugged her aunty Fae, who was looking very upset.
Moyra: Please don't be sad. Remember, be strong.
Fae nodded and hugged Moyra back. They went down the stairs. Moyra's parents were happily chatting away to Lulu about politics and family affairs. Her mum was even making an appointment with Lulu about having a lunch outing at a Chinese restaurant.
Moyra was excited about until she suggested Lulu that Fae should come along too.
Moyra: Oh, can she?!? Could she come along with us? We promise to behave!
Lulu looked puzzled and confused, not knowing what she should do. She was about to say something, but paused for a bit, thinking away.
Lulu: I suppose she can come along.
Fae and Moyra jumped up excited like as if two children were getting a candy each. Moyra and her parents went into the car, waving goodbye to both Fae and Lulu.
Sunday, 23 March 2008
Freedom's Cry (Intro 2)
Fae: Moyra, I have to tell you something. My tummy feels like it's about to explode!
Moyra: Explode?!? Are you sure it's not just bloatedness??? What did you eat today??
Fae's mum enters and starts yelling: I told you to do the washing! You have ironing to do as well! Why must I repeat myself. You are just too lazy! Moyra, tell your aunty Fae that she is being lazy. I cannot stand this!
All Moyra could do was witness this in silence.Fae's mum walked out, slamming the door. Bang!
Moyra looked at that sad face which belonged to Fae.
Fae:Do you see what I have to deal with? I have washed my clothes. I have ironed them. I am not lazy.
Moyra: No, you're not. (Moyra, rest her hand on Fae's shoulder) But you have to be strong for me and especially for yourself.
So, this is what Fae goes through every day of her life. When her mum goes out, she is stuck at home. When asked permission to take her out, the word comes out from Lulu (NO!) No matter how much anyone begged her, she still says "NO".
Guess, Moyra has to fight for this!
Moyra: Explode?!? Are you sure it's not just bloatedness??? What did you eat today??
Fae's mum enters and starts yelling: I told you to do the washing! You have ironing to do as well! Why must I repeat myself. You are just too lazy! Moyra, tell your aunty Fae that she is being lazy. I cannot stand this!
All Moyra could do was witness this in silence.Fae's mum walked out, slamming the door. Bang!
Moyra looked at that sad face which belonged to Fae.
Fae:Do you see what I have to deal with? I have washed my clothes. I have ironed them. I am not lazy.
Moyra: No, you're not. (Moyra, rest her hand on Fae's shoulder) But you have to be strong for me and especially for yourself.
So, this is what Fae goes through every day of her life. When her mum goes out, she is stuck at home. When asked permission to take her out, the word comes out from Lulu (NO!) No matter how much anyone begged her, she still says "NO".
Guess, Moyra has to fight for this!
An intro.....synopsis
Hello to my fellow readers.
Here is my story about Moyra,trying to save Freedom Fae. She tried many times again to help Freedom Fae escape from being trapped and suffocated for nearly all her life. And in deep desperation to get her out to see the World, to feel what "freedom" means, Moyra has failed. But Moyra shall strive her hardest, with the help from her friend Amelie to help her accomplish this mission, they call "freedom and justice" to live peacefully without any complication, and no complexity. One day, Freedom Fae will be free. Every day, Moyra thinks about Fae. She thinks about what happens when no one else is around.Freedom Fae is real. Even though her name and the other character's names are fiction. This story is based from true lives.
If you want to help me, please read on, leave a comment or two if you wish.
Thank you
Here is my story about Moyra,trying to save Freedom Fae. She tried many times again to help Freedom Fae escape from being trapped and suffocated for nearly all her life. And in deep desperation to get her out to see the World, to feel what "freedom" means, Moyra has failed. But Moyra shall strive her hardest, with the help from her friend Amelie to help her accomplish this mission, they call "freedom and justice" to live peacefully without any complication, and no complexity. One day, Freedom Fae will be free. Every day, Moyra thinks about Fae. She thinks about what happens when no one else is around.Freedom Fae is real. Even though her name and the other character's names are fiction. This story is based from true lives.
If you want to help me, please read on, leave a comment or two if you wish.
Thank you
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