[Summer Contest Entry 2012] The last day of summer
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One day, I woke up weirdly heavy.
Here I am again, what should I do with these frustrations? I thought
My lower self suddenly overwhelmed me with images. They were fantasies I wanted erased, all different from each other, yet all aimed at one face. Light-headed as I felt, I soon fell. Yes, I succumbed. Easily, hurryingly, shamefully even.
Off I set then.
She wasn’t the sun. Luck or some god had made her much brighter. She was there, apart from me by a mere 4 meters. Heck, I could almost distinguish her smell. She passed me by like a flower, causing something in me to flutter. My mind was stuck, She had me completely overtaken. But She had a name…
“Ellie…” I uttered
“Hmm?”
I froze as I didn’t expect an answer; Elisa didn’t like my calling her like this. Soon back in front of my stare, she gave me a smile while I expected a glare. Helpless, my expectations betrayed in the best way, I felt reality sway.
A smell… soap?
My eyes finally left hers, only to allow my brain a broader field of vision which struck me with messy hairs and one of my old sweaters, loosely and barely hanging on her shoulders.
I blinked, twice. Two seconds later, a third time.
“Didn’t you call my name?” She let out, approaching me, imprinting the wonders of her hazel irises into my core.
Somehow, I spoke my mind “You’re fresh from the bath, your hair is a beautiful mess, every parcel of your skin looks tender … That, and the fact that you’re wearing this baggy clothing of mine probably makes you the cutest girl in the world right now” and I felt released.
I never thought pink was a particularly good color.
I never thought such a sweet rosy color could ever take over the face I loved.
I never thought a simple rush of blood to her head could make me feel like steam blew out of my pores.
I never thought I could love her even more.
I burst out of my shell. Bound by worldly desires, deprived of basic logic, I reached out and grabbed a hand. Her thin fingers still being slightly wet, I carefully entrapped them so as to neither ever let them slip, nor let this hand – this chance – go.
As blurry as my surroundings were, I found my way the closest bedroom. Mine. I don’t remember how I closed the door but, on a second thought, it would have been the same either way. Then, I slowly inhaled some of the air endowed of her fragrance and, one way or another, we fell, me on her, on the bed.
I suddenly – secretly – wished for less of She and more of We.
The last dam had fallen.
“Just what’re y…”
“Shush” I said close to her right ear, my forefinger softly shutting her lips as mines responded to this pinkish earlobe’s call for love.
“Stop” She moaned, almost panting.
Both our breathings got harsher. All my senses were overwhelmed with warmth, pleasure and eagerness to feel more, more, and more. I listened to sirens sing, nearly forgetting my own left hand brushing over the bright red †˜F!’ that decorated my white sweatshirt, looking for forbidden delicacies.
She kept her voice down while my tongue flicked over her ear’s back. In response, I gently caressed her left thigh, making sure to gradually proceed up to where I shouldn’t. I was nearly there when she stopped holding it in.
This time, her moaning sent a chill down my spine.
Why must she be my cousin? My thoughts just seemed to pop up at random
Her sigh calms the mood. Our eyes meet at last. I find myself looking for a world to live in within Elisa’s sight only. My hand, still were I last left it, felt kinky.
Why must I love her?
It drew circles and whatever near its target, to stir her up, to make sure she felt it too. It was easy getting a reaction so I started teasing her further.
Does she love me?
Making her relax first, I tickled under her foot with my right hand which quickly crept up to her breasts as soon as she chuckled. No bra.
Will she ever love me?
I could barely hold my body from ripping every layer of clothing and plunging in hers.
Is this love?
Soft, tender, plump, indescribable… like a dream.
Love or not, do I deserve it? Am I the one she would give it to? Her body, her heart, her whole, what right do I have to defile them one-sidedly?
Elisa removed the last barrier herself exactly when my eyes’ greed became unbearable.
I probably don’t, I surely am a pervert and nothing else, yet I do love her wholeheartedly, and I…
“Can’t see”
A blur, everything is a blur.
“Ah, I understand, finally”
I can’t imagine what I’ve never seen ? Hilarious.
I couldn’t have what had never been given to me, so it seemed.
Continuing the monologue, I carefully articulated “I know now”
Though I didn’t want to.
“I still don’t”
That won’t matter.
“But I’ll hurt”
Yes I will.
“Fuck!”
One day I woke up in tears, my whole being stirred.
Suddenly, flooding right in, my memories came crushing me.
Salt on my tongue, Screams on my mind, I couldn’t help but try.
Try living, feeling, screaming… suffering. I… I couldn’t help but cry.
Cry as nothingness overtook my fears.
Whatever dripped off my eyes was only sheer cowardice.
Soon overthrown by anger, a hatred freezing me still.
Slowly… then abruptly, I realized.
Sheets over my belly, my bed full of sweat, and my heart crushed my tears dry.
I had wept because of frustration from my fantasies’ end, not over a horrendous nightmare.
Maybe I was just mesmerized, happily ensnared.
Freed from worldly desires, I thought: Knowing how I’ve fared up till now, I can’t keep following this monotonous, sick stream. Even though this was nothing but a fleeting dream.
Reality…
Since the start of summer vacation, dreaming trapped me and Feelings slapped me. My heart couldn’t take anymore of the echoes of my frustrations. I took a step down my bed, busted through my door, and stumbled upon my mom.
“Hi mom, is Ellie still there?”
After a quick glance at my unkempt look she greeted me in a sigh “Hello little sleepyhead. Your twin just went…”
“Already? Thanks mom!” I cut her short and dashed back to my room, with a thought to my mom’s habit of calling us twins ever since we became so close that we often shared my bedroom – only to play Super Stash Bros. Brawl though.
Skipping breakfast and the explanation my mother would have wanted, I got dressed up and hurried outside the spacious apartment where a few branches of my family gathered every summer. Luckily, I hadn’t forgotten my cell phone so I gave Ellie a call.
“Yo, wait for me in front of the station, and don’t you dare stand me up on this one” four seconds, that was the fastest phone call I had ever had.
The fastest we had ever had. I hoped she’d understand how important it was and not mind my rudeness – not that that usually rude cousin would mind but, if only today, I wanted to talk to her with a good mood going.
When I got there, out of breath from running the whole 3 kilometers there, I didn’t even stop to look for her. I knew her. I knew her well enough to know where she would wait, and that would be on the closest bench, meaning the park behind the station. I’d have loved a flashy entrance of some sort but time was against me. She noticed me as soon as I entered but didn’t flinch.
I was roughly 2 meters away when she opened her mouth “Just what’re y…”
“Shush” I said, my forefinger awkwardly shutting her lips as mines responded, my mind and body working as 1 “I love you. I can’t hold it in. It’s lame, I know that perfectly well. Moreover, it sure as hell is stupid to blurt that out just before you go back to your town… But… But if I don’t do it now, I have a feeling I will never ever build up enough courage to say it again. If you want I can even send you a proper love letter – since this confession is mostly fucked up – but here are my true feelings: I love you and I don’t give a damn about you being my cousin”
Ellie burst in laughter “I’m going back tomorrow dude” from this point on, I was already a walking tomato searching for some comfortable hole to rot in, but she said “Seems we’re going to enjoy this last day together a lot though”
The shy look on her face melted my brain.
The last day of summer is… dreamy!
After-note : So, huh, I hope you enjoyed and all that. It's my first time writing something that long in English so I made sure to destroy any grammar error but I'm not absolute.
About the "Super Stash Bros. Brawl", in case you're wondering, it was on purpose. Maybe a little because of copyrights, but I mostly found it funny.
Oh and, 1500 words.
Thanks for reading!
Here I am again, what should I do with these frustrations? I thought
My lower self suddenly overwhelmed me with images. They were fantasies I wanted erased, all different from each other, yet all aimed at one face. Light-headed as I felt, I soon fell. Yes, I succumbed. Easily, hurryingly, shamefully even.
Off I set then.
She wasn’t the sun. Luck or some god had made her much brighter. She was there, apart from me by a mere 4 meters. Heck, I could almost distinguish her smell. She passed me by like a flower, causing something in me to flutter. My mind was stuck, She had me completely overtaken. But She had a name…
“Ellie…” I uttered
“Hmm?”
I froze as I didn’t expect an answer; Elisa didn’t like my calling her like this. Soon back in front of my stare, she gave me a smile while I expected a glare. Helpless, my expectations betrayed in the best way, I felt reality sway.
A smell… soap?
My eyes finally left hers, only to allow my brain a broader field of vision which struck me with messy hairs and one of my old sweaters, loosely and barely hanging on her shoulders.
I blinked, twice. Two seconds later, a third time.
“Didn’t you call my name?” She let out, approaching me, imprinting the wonders of her hazel irises into my core.
Somehow, I spoke my mind “You’re fresh from the bath, your hair is a beautiful mess, every parcel of your skin looks tender … That, and the fact that you’re wearing this baggy clothing of mine probably makes you the cutest girl in the world right now” and I felt released.
I never thought pink was a particularly good color.
I never thought such a sweet rosy color could ever take over the face I loved.
I never thought a simple rush of blood to her head could make me feel like steam blew out of my pores.
I never thought I could love her even more.
I burst out of my shell. Bound by worldly desires, deprived of basic logic, I reached out and grabbed a hand. Her thin fingers still being slightly wet, I carefully entrapped them so as to neither ever let them slip, nor let this hand – this chance – go.
As blurry as my surroundings were, I found my way the closest bedroom. Mine. I don’t remember how I closed the door but, on a second thought, it would have been the same either way. Then, I slowly inhaled some of the air endowed of her fragrance and, one way or another, we fell, me on her, on the bed.
I suddenly – secretly – wished for less of She and more of We.
The last dam had fallen.
“Just what’re y…”
“Shush” I said close to her right ear, my forefinger softly shutting her lips as mines responded to this pinkish earlobe’s call for love.
“Stop” She moaned, almost panting.
Both our breathings got harsher. All my senses were overwhelmed with warmth, pleasure and eagerness to feel more, more, and more. I listened to sirens sing, nearly forgetting my own left hand brushing over the bright red †˜F!’ that decorated my white sweatshirt, looking for forbidden delicacies.
She kept her voice down while my tongue flicked over her ear’s back. In response, I gently caressed her left thigh, making sure to gradually proceed up to where I shouldn’t. I was nearly there when she stopped holding it in.
This time, her moaning sent a chill down my spine.
Why must she be my cousin? My thoughts just seemed to pop up at random
Her sigh calms the mood. Our eyes meet at last. I find myself looking for a world to live in within Elisa’s sight only. My hand, still were I last left it, felt kinky.
Why must I love her?
It drew circles and whatever near its target, to stir her up, to make sure she felt it too. It was easy getting a reaction so I started teasing her further.
Does she love me?
Making her relax first, I tickled under her foot with my right hand which quickly crept up to her breasts as soon as she chuckled. No bra.
Will she ever love me?
I could barely hold my body from ripping every layer of clothing and plunging in hers.
Is this love?
Soft, tender, plump, indescribable… like a dream.
Love or not, do I deserve it? Am I the one she would give it to? Her body, her heart, her whole, what right do I have to defile them one-sidedly?
Elisa removed the last barrier herself exactly when my eyes’ greed became unbearable.
I probably don’t, I surely am a pervert and nothing else, yet I do love her wholeheartedly, and I…
“Can’t see”
A blur, everything is a blur.
“Ah, I understand, finally”
I can’t imagine what I’ve never seen ? Hilarious.
I couldn’t have what had never been given to me, so it seemed.
Continuing the monologue, I carefully articulated “I know now”
Though I didn’t want to.
“I still don’t”
That won’t matter.
“But I’ll hurt”
Yes I will.
“Fuck!”
One day I woke up in tears, my whole being stirred.
Suddenly, flooding right in, my memories came crushing me.
Salt on my tongue, Screams on my mind, I couldn’t help but try.
Try living, feeling, screaming… suffering. I… I couldn’t help but cry.
Cry as nothingness overtook my fears.
Whatever dripped off my eyes was only sheer cowardice.
Soon overthrown by anger, a hatred freezing me still.
Slowly… then abruptly, I realized.
Sheets over my belly, my bed full of sweat, and my heart crushed my tears dry.
I had wept because of frustration from my fantasies’ end, not over a horrendous nightmare.
Maybe I was just mesmerized, happily ensnared.
Freed from worldly desires, I thought: Knowing how I’ve fared up till now, I can’t keep following this monotonous, sick stream. Even though this was nothing but a fleeting dream.
Reality…
Since the start of summer vacation, dreaming trapped me and Feelings slapped me. My heart couldn’t take anymore of the echoes of my frustrations. I took a step down my bed, busted through my door, and stumbled upon my mom.
“Hi mom, is Ellie still there?”
After a quick glance at my unkempt look she greeted me in a sigh “Hello little sleepyhead. Your twin just went…”
“Already? Thanks mom!” I cut her short and dashed back to my room, with a thought to my mom’s habit of calling us twins ever since we became so close that we often shared my bedroom – only to play Super Stash Bros. Brawl though.
Skipping breakfast and the explanation my mother would have wanted, I got dressed up and hurried outside the spacious apartment where a few branches of my family gathered every summer. Luckily, I hadn’t forgotten my cell phone so I gave Ellie a call.
“Yo, wait for me in front of the station, and don’t you dare stand me up on this one” four seconds, that was the fastest phone call I had ever had.
The fastest we had ever had. I hoped she’d understand how important it was and not mind my rudeness – not that that usually rude cousin would mind but, if only today, I wanted to talk to her with a good mood going.
When I got there, out of breath from running the whole 3 kilometers there, I didn’t even stop to look for her. I knew her. I knew her well enough to know where she would wait, and that would be on the closest bench, meaning the park behind the station. I’d have loved a flashy entrance of some sort but time was against me. She noticed me as soon as I entered but didn’t flinch.
I was roughly 2 meters away when she opened her mouth “Just what’re y…”
“Shush” I said, my forefinger awkwardly shutting her lips as mines responded, my mind and body working as 1 “I love you. I can’t hold it in. It’s lame, I know that perfectly well. Moreover, it sure as hell is stupid to blurt that out just before you go back to your town… But… But if I don’t do it now, I have a feeling I will never ever build up enough courage to say it again. If you want I can even send you a proper love letter – since this confession is mostly fucked up – but here are my true feelings: I love you and I don’t give a damn about you being my cousin”
Ellie burst in laughter “I’m going back tomorrow dude” from this point on, I was already a walking tomato searching for some comfortable hole to rot in, but she said “Seems we’re going to enjoy this last day together a lot though”
The shy look on her face melted my brain.
The last day of summer is… dreamy!
After-note : So, huh, I hope you enjoyed and all that. It's my first time writing something that long in English so I made sure to destroy any grammar error but I'm not absolute.
About the "Super Stash Bros. Brawl", in case you're wondering, it was on purpose. Maybe a little because of copyrights, but I mostly found it funny.
Oh and, 1500 words.
Thanks for reading!
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You did pretty good for someone who has English as their second language.
I hope you improve as a writer, and I wish you the best of luck in the Summer Writing Contest!
I hope you improve as a writer, and I wish you the best of luck in the Summer Writing Contest!
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Cinia Pacifica
Ojou-sama Writer
Is it me, or is it that you didn't submitted the link to your entry in the main thread?
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Grock wrote...
You did pretty good for someone who has English as their second language.I hope you improve as a writer, and I wish you the best of luck in the Summer Writing Contest!
Thanks. Well I've been practicing by reading all my manga in English. It works well.
Cinia Pacifica wrote...
Is it me, or is it that you didn't submitted the link to your entry in the main thread?Oh right, that's true, sorry. Doing that right now.