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I examined the children in turn. Some were playing mischievous tricks on the others, and while some were screaming; a small girl with a pair of large spectacles and brown eyes (rather reminded me of Sarah’s) was reading a miniature Bible. At once the whole place felt different – it livened up – now it was full of laughter as well as the innocent voices of children. I was no longer cold. I saw happy faces. I saw hope, goodness, purity, and friendship passing on to the next generation and I was satisfied in the world that I would soon leave. I had my chance. I couldn’t say I wasn’t a lucky individual. Thank God for his mercies and blessings. Thank God for this life. This wasn’t such a bad place to die after all.

***

I was ready to die, in fact. From this point onwards my life would no longer be the same. Perhaps I was wrong, and I invested on the wrong person. I was even disappointed in myself, and how much of a fool I have been to get to this point. I had been dreaming for the better – for months – and now I was ready for the worst. Never had I ever felt so vulnerable in my life, and perhaps love was nothing but the mere poison of reason and sanity.

For the next twenty minutes or so I remained sitting in silence, it was only a matter of time before I went down in history like all the others too. Any minute now my chaste treasure will be deprived from me. Perhaps I would find it a repulsive and degrading experience, most animal-like, driven by beastly desires – or perhaps I would find it sensually satisfying, somewhat enjoyable, entertaining to the flesh and perhaps even pleasurable, as far as the legends went, but I was certain it was not the happiness that I traveled five thousand miles for – the true happiness that I needed could not be replaced by the hideousness of human carnal appetite. Not that I had a choice.

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It had occurred to me that a shadow of a figure was standing outside the window, not five metres away. I wasn’t sure how long it had been there, neither was I aware its gaze was upon me. Intrigued, I turned and faced the watching phantom with peculiar interest.

We stared at each other for a very long time. I knew it was him, and he had finally came for me. I knew he wouldn’t forget. Right now I cared not what everyone else think – I’m telling you that he is beautiful. Totally beautiful. He was blonde like David with the same, rounded, addictive eyes. He had a smaller nose with no freckles. I saw in him my equal, my true love and my own flesh. I was overwhelmed – so overwhelmed I could not stop staring at him. I wanted to touch him. God knew how he felt about me and we remained there, still examining each other for some time with our eyes, bewildered at our sight, and both took one big swallow down our throats.

I knew this was the Chris I came and waited for. I rose from my chair slowly as he entered the cafe, our eyes fixed on to another and we broke into a run towards the last several steps before I finally held him to my chest. Our arms fit so perfectly around the other’s waist as if we were made solely for one another. Chris looked about the same age as me in those black clothes – he was eighteen really, a little shorter in appearance but he had as full a heart as I had. That was all that mattered. There was never a hug more satisfying than this in my life; Chris rested his head on my left shoulder while I continued to seize his waist with my arms, pushing him hard against my own ribs.

“Sorry.” Chris whispered in my ear, his breath heavy. His voice rang in my ear-drum like musical sounds from heaven, “I was held up by traffic.”

“Doesn’t matter now," I comforted him, and partly myself. “I found you, honey.”

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“Hey, sonny, haven’t seen you for a while. What are you doing here? Do you want anything to drink?” The café owner, the man in shorts questioned.

As if Chris was about to say more, I put my finger on his lips and shushed him softly. Whatever he was going to say I guess I would never know, for the next second I brought him close and thrust my lips hard against his. I took a peek at him (I didn't know you weren’t supposed to look when you were kissing!) – were those tears of joy that shimmered on his delicate cheek? I closed my eyes again, and prayed to God that all those who were like me, David, and all those who try to make a difference would, eventually, have a very happy ending. There was someone for everyone. We won, because we fought – even when it seemed impossible to win. It doesn’t mean you don’t try, I thought to myself. I did my best, for the better.

It seemed like centuries later when our lips finally separated. Still holding each other close as we opened our eyes. Chris looked up at me as if he just tasted something gruesome and pulled me a face.

“What was that?” He asked in disgust and ridicule while his eyes flickered tauntingly at me. I smiled at him.

“Sorry, honey, I had never kissed anyone before,” I shrugged. “Everything has a first, right? You could teach me it some day.”

“Yeah, I’ll make sure I do,” Chris leaned onto my chest. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” I squeezed him a little. “Until the end of time.”

At the very least I would forever stay in Chris’s history that day, and that would do for me. Telling me our love could never be genuine? You must be joking…

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It had occurred to me that we had drawn some unwanted attention from every single individual nearby, when we – apparently the same gender – hugged and kissed like any other ordinary couple in public, without shame, remorse or even a hint of secrecy. The café owner, the young teachers and the children were all staring at us in shock, disgust and disbelief. Some were angered, the others were frightened. The café owner looked as if he was mad and heart-broken, while the teaching couple looked as if we had just offended a particular unheard-of right. Through those big spectacles, I saw in the little girl’s eyes the most abominable shame of mankind. I saw those fierce, condemning, angry-looking eyes and I knew exactly what to say in her face –

“What are you looking at? You Noob!”

~~The End~~

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Notes on The Abomination of Men

The success of The Priceless was mixed. Although favourable reviews were plenty, I felt the moral message vague at best, and hardly compelling. A number of readers were utterly confused by the looping thing, and I had been challenged to write something longer.

So a sequel came to mind, and I started writing it towards the summer of 2008, and for the rest of the summer holidays. The first draft was done in weeks, followed by months of editing. The Priceless set a certain standard, and expectation, and I had to fulfil it, somewhat.

I opt for something more shocking, by putting the reader into first person with someone they might not be, and communicate the message this way. From this point on, I seemed to have abandoned the whole idea of watching myself and ridiculing my own actions, and instead, more for dramatisation, more twists, more interests in the plot itself.

This story danced on the edge of what I imagined allowable in this forum. Religion first came into play here, and it was a time when this subject was my obsession. I plan to shock the readers, in some way, because The Priceless failed to. Pushing the boundaries seemed quite pleasurable for me, and I have little problem doing so.

Another thing worth noting was that at its release, this story was dedicated to Trevor, who was basically the character ‘Chris’. This story is written as a tribute to the time we had spent together in the game.

This story in the end proved to be good for personal development, too. The moral was this: if I were Kipplin who seemed to be a forgotten statue in this story, and even if David were like me, he wouldn’t like me anyway. He would like the narrator.

The story itself suffered in place, over-dramatisation. Characters are unsubtle, and it’s very in your face. This is something that becomes more and more of an issue.

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~~The Noob~~

(December 2008)

Silence.

It seemed an eternity before you spoke those dreaded words:

“I’m sorry, David. No, I do not love you … I can’t love you.”

And it was over, just like that. If I could change an event in the past, just one event, this would never have happened. If I could change this one event, then you would be mine, and we could’ve moved to another country, somewhere remote, where we could even get married, some day. Why must you hate me so, Danny? I loved you. I loved you dearly and tenderly. It wasn’t about how the society would scorn our union … it was a question of morals, wasn’t it? Looking into your eyes, I knew you meant none of what you said. In my heart, I know you had feelings for me too. You loved me – I knew it.

If only I could change the past. If only.

I couldn’t hold my tears back, because you would not let me have you. I wanted you, Danny. Your angelic face and your sweet smiles brought comfort to my wretched soul. Your cropped, brown hair was ever so smooth looking, fragile and delicate – I do love you, Danny, I do love you. I have always loved you. Please … please don’t go! I saw you stood up, disgusted, from the bench where we sat. You were leaving me forever. By instinct, I reached for you and grabbed your hand.

“Let go, David. Just … don’t.” You turned to face me for a moment, retracted your hand, and started walking again.

I’m so sorry – so sorry about the past. You must’ve thought I was this heartless villain that turned the world into a miserable place as it was now. You must’ve thought it was all my fault – but it wasn’t. I’m so sorry.

“Give me a chance. I beg you, please!” I heard myself pleading.

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Then, you turned for the second time, and muttered a few words. I couldn’t hear you because you were too far away. You were talking about HIM, weren’t you? You were thinking about how I treated him in the past. You were thinking about how I should’ve been there for him, to love him, and to care for him. You only cared about him, and how he felt. What about me? What about my feelings for you? I was the one who truly understood you, and yet you were turning your back on me, right now. I do love you.

You know, most people would forget who they’ve bullied and wronged in the past. We simply never remembered them, for we all liked to recall pleasant things in life. Yet I remembered the past very well. If I could change the past then by God, I would!

But I couldn’t.

Somehow, ever since that moment, I knew it wasn’t the end of it. I knew he’d come back. If only I had known. You were just an example of how he ruined my life, and how he made my world a living hell.

I made a mistake, alright? I’m so sorry. Ever since…

***

Five years previously…

It was break time, and as usual, I made my exit through the school’s main entrance and joined my group of friends on the yard behind the football goal. They seemed to be waiting for me.

“Alright, mate?” Jordan, my best friend greeted as I joined the group. He had short brown hair and hazel eyes and was of a similar height to mine. Finally, our ‘circle’ was complete – usually, we’d form an inward-looking circle, standing close to each other as if we were a distinguished society, formed by the geniuses of our age.

"I’m cool,” I replied. “What are we up to?”

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“Not much, really. We’re still trying to get Nick to talk about his love life,” Jordan suggested. I rolled my eyes – it was a bad subject. I scowled at Nick and the group turned to face him again. Nick was the tallest and by far the coolest member of our group. He had a well-built body – his eyes were brown and masculine. Of course, we all had to prove ourselves worthy and popular to become part of the group – our circle was never designed for strangers and hated beings.

“Oh, you guys are pathetic,” Nick exclaimed. I knew we were. Nick was the first in our group to attain a girlfriend up to date. Ever since he told us he was in a relationship, we pestered him every break time to receive the experiences second-handed.

“Was I late for anything?” I asked half-interestedly.

“Just in time,” Jordan then said to Nick. “So, how did the date go?”

“Pretty well,” his smile was sinister. “We ended up having a little jump on the bed afterwards.”

“Wow!” Philip nodded in amazement. His hair was strawberry blonde – or at least that’s the hair colour he insisted throughout our school years together. He had a rounded face and he was standing next to Nick, which inevitably put his height into an unnecessary comparison in the eyes of others.

“How could you GET her to do this?”

“Well, it’s not hard. Just a hint here and there, a little pressure here and there…” Nick began to look around aimlessly, “I just challenged her with the question ‘how much does she really love me’. That’s all it took. It’s easy.”

“So … you had your way with her much?” Asked Jordan, whose face glowed red as he became eager and excited by what was being said. It was a poor subject, and I didn't like the fact that Nick always becomes the centre of attention, just because he was that little bit taller.

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“Oh yeah.”

“Wow,” Nail, Philip’s non-identical twin, although his hair was brown and wet with wax, questioned: “was it … fun?”

“Hell yeah.”

“Wow, dude, you’re amazing.” Jordan flattered, unable to hide his interest in this subject, “you guys gonna do it again some time?”

“Um … no. There was a little accident.” For a moment, a hint of shame and guilt crossed the face of Nick like a menacing shadow. It was as if he was reminded a certain deed that night – a certain responsibility and burden that he had so rashly left behind – a filthy bi-product of their amorous play. Then, it had vanished as suddenly as it had appeared, and his solemn face was replaced by a malicious smirk, “I ditched her.”

“Ah, what a shame.” Jordan sighed, although with little genuine care, “why? What’s wrong with her?”

“Well, we got into an argument … and we didn't like each other any more.”

“You did some awesome things though, dude.” Philip praised,

“I feel sorry for Katie though. Just a little bit. What you gonna do now? Once you’re done and finished with her? You gonna stay single again?”

“Nah, I’m going to find myself another,” Nick laughed menacingly. “I know you all love my stories, and I am eager to share my experiences with you all, so I’ve decided to find myself another one – for all your sakes – in two days. Just you wait.”

“No, that’s impossible.” I objected suddenly, turning to others for agreement, but none responded.

“Wanna bet?”

“Oh, shut up!”

“It’s really easy.” Nick declared, “I can find a new girlfriend everyday if I tried. All you had to do is ask.”

“Yeah right.” I rolled my eyes.

“Seriously, it is worth all the trouble and sweet talks. Girls are demanding creatures, but … just imagine the pleasure at the end of it. Perhaps you should try it for yourself, David. It’s fun.” Nick then turned to the others, “in fact, you should all try it.”

Pause.

“How’s your fire-making coming along?” Nail asked Jordan suddenly.

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“Wow, you do make a lot of fire in a short space of time,” I remarked.

“Anyway, what are we having next?” Jordan asked. Appearance would warrant that he was too lazy to engage his brain on a Friday morning.

“Biology, I think.” I told him.

It was at this moment when I looked up and caught a dark, hooded figure, watching us through a window in a classroom on the second floor. His shape was somewhat familiar, yet hideous under the shadow. I frowned at the figure, which vanished again into the dark.

“That’s Alex, isn’t it?” I asked the group.

Jordan glanced at the direction I indicated – there was no one.

“Yeah, it must be him. He’s always watching in the dark at break times.”

Nick overheard our conversation.

“Alex the hoodie? Ha!” Nick snorted, “The infamous brother of Katie.”

“Is he a Noob?” Nail asked anxiously, “is he one of THEM? Is he one of the abominable kinds?”

I found it difficult to make a response to this question. I wondered - what exactly was a Noob? What made a Noob, a Noob? I was told that a Noob wasn’t something nice, that a Noob was an ignorant being, both selfish and idiotic. A Noob was always unwilling to learn from their mistakes and to sum it all up: annoying in nature. How could we tell? None of us had spoken to him.

“Yeah, I think he is. He has to be,” Nick commented. “His kind is not like us, I mean, he’s dead girly and stuff…”

“Why? Have you ever spoken to him?” I challenged. Sometimes, I wondered if there was more to these Noobs. I wondered the point of their existence and I asked myself why the Creator would’ve made them in the first place – after all, Noobs were not supposed to be beneficial to mankind. We could do without Noobs crawling through our lives. I also wondered if all the Noobs were born as annoying pests, or whether it was the way they were brought up, you know? Nature or Nurture? As a teenager I was fairly inquisitive.

“No. Have you?”

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