The Basic Charateristic of Humanity
A smile has shaped on my cheeks. Why? Because I'm happy that this was all over. I'm happy that finally I could come home. I'm happy that everything would be better. I'm happy that the weather was bright, it usually cloudy. I'm happy that...
The point is, I'm happy. I'm happy for being able to quit from that Radical Organization, get as far away from miserable thoughts about Bloody Freedom & Imaginary Paradise, and also for being able to go home in the end.
Suddenly, my minibus stopped. What happen? I'm already so close with my village. I've traveled far and sacrificed a lot. Please, God. Don't end it here.
So actually, what is really happen...
Oh.
God answered my question when I looked out of the window.
A horde of villagers, scary faces men with axes & machetes, blocking the way, doesn't let us in. Then some peoples from the crowd behind stepped forward and threw the bomb of molotovs.
BOOOM!!!
I know what happen, and I know what I must do. I ran. While fire swallowed up the minivan, i jumped outside of the window. While those savages slaughtered the driver, I escaped. I escaped while I can. I no longer care about the minibus, the villagers/savages, or about my euphoria that vaporize swiftly. I no longer care. What I care now was only one thing, run. No matter where, no matter when, no matter how. I ran.
But, I think my fantasy has gone too far, because all is late.
I just ran for few meters, when the iron rod/chain whip choked me, dragging me to the horde of savages. While those "Murderers" flailing me, my neck was hung with an iron rod together with friends that have the same fate like me.
Hung with an iron rod and also flagellated with the iron rods until die. I'm envied with my friends, because their misery were already ended before I am. While me?
My name is Daniel, and I died.
The Basic Charateristic of Humanity
Love To Decide Unilaterally
OK, so that is the first sample of the story I ever made. Actually, I would happily putting down the second sample of the story, just so that you could read it. But unfortunately, there is not enough space for me to write it down here. Sorry for that. I'm sad that I cannot entertain you with it.
Now for the project business. I love to write my personal bio and a detail proposal here, but again, there is not enough space for it. Sorry again. I'll keep it short. After a long complex calculation process, I've found out that 15k/week is already my limit. The truth is, I could just do 25k/week just for you. But because as a Fabulous Author, I need to proofread it, improve it, develop it, polished it, redesign it if needed, and adding tips & advices for it. It's also my job to turn your hard work into a Masterpiece. Too bad that its all reduced my quantity size. But as old folks said, "quality is more important than quantity."
Once again, I apologize for everything that I've done wrong. Pardon me if couldn't fulfill exactly the things you want. Love & peace.