Incompréhension Novels & Stories

機種はごく普通の物だったが、起動させてちょっといじってみるとどうやら通話以外の契約はされてないっぽい。 「SNSは、当然やってないよね」 他人のサイフで生活しているような俺にしてみたら、この勤勉のカタマリみたいな真澄サンの現状は軽い目眩を覚える程のカルチャーショックだった。 「留守電入れたら、連絡くれる？」

」 瞬間、この数日間ネットで流れていた噂が頭に浮かんだ。 人が不意に障害者になると、性格まで暴虐になると。 今の司がなぜこんなに変わったのか、理解できた気がする。 思わず首を振って笑い、哀れみの目で彼を見つめた。 「司、障害のせいで冷酷非情になったのはあなたよ。政臣じゃない」

俺は、無意識のうちにペンを止め、ホワイトボードをじっと見つめた。 それでも、まだ言葉にはできない。今の段階では、ただの不確かな感覚に過ぎなかった。 ＊＊＊ ──夜が、深まっていく。 どこかも知れない薄暗い空間に、ただ一人、座り込む影がある。 窓はない。時計もない。時の流れすら、ここでは曖昧だった。

Solo estaba… La observé en su inquietud: esa cara delicada estaba colorada. Efectivamente era igual que en la foto que mi jefe presumía en el trabajo: cabello negro y liso cayendo suavemente sobre los hombros, piel clara y tersa, unos ojos grandes y brillantes que ahora estaban llenos de terror. —Yo… yo no lo hice a propósito… —tartamudeó mientras recogía torpemente los productos caídos y los ponía sobre el mostrador. —Yo… pensaba comprar todo esto…

Sinuklay niya ang may kahabaan na buhok at blinower iyon, at pagkatapos ay agad na nag spray ng musk perfume sa leeg, at pulso saka hinarap si Bernadeth. Nakapamewang siyang hinarap ito kasabay ng marahas na pagpakawala ng hangin. Nakaka-frustrate lang dahil parang hindi nag si-sink-in sa utak nito ang sinasabi niya. Para itong hindi nakakaintindi. Impossible naman na hindi nito narinig ang sinabi niya. Hindi naman ito bingi. Hindi ito mapakali at ang takot ay nanatiling nakaguhit sa mukha nito.

Do they think I couldn’t hear them, I could perfectly hear them talking about me. Paanong hindi e napapaligiran siya ng gorgeous and hunk men. To those whispering bad things about me, I ignored them completely. “So what’s your name miss?” The man's name is Asmod-d—what? Ang hirap naman banggitin ng name niya. To my annoyance cause I can’t remember his name, I rolled my eyes. Napakunot na ‘din ang ang noo ko sa frustration. I meet a gaze with the curly guy whose name is—wait. A-Am-m—f*ck! Finn nalang para madali! It’s hard to pronounce his name!

Thank you for answering! Gosh, someone's so grumpy right now because of that! I couldn't reply. I just don't know what to say. I'm not dense and I know what she's talking about. Pero ewan ko ba, I keep on ignoring the thought. Minsan lang ako active sa F******k. Wala akong magawa ngayon kasi wala namang assignments or anything tapos hindi pa ako inaantok kasi ang haba ng supposedly ay 'nap' ko lang, kaya hindi ko namalayang magmi-midnight na and I'm still on F******k. I wouldn't know if it weren't for Sir Troy's chat.

she says and shakes her head. "You want to talk about what upset you last night," I ask with only signing to keep it private. "I missed my mom and was overwhelmed with meeting all of you yesterday. I met someone else like me and she's my father. I don't know how to address any of you and I'm scared I won't fit in this family as the only member who is deaf," she signs and breaks into uncontrolled sobs.

He was injected with a poisonous substance. This substance began shutting down his immune system. Ken cried out trying to explain his plight to the nurse in charge of him but the naïve nurse grew fed up and injected him the second time with a sleeping syrup. Ken moaned his way to unconscious-Ville and by the time he woke up, his body had partially seized to obey him, he felt his heart skipping and his brain kept on recalling events he had long last forgotten and those which never took place, at that moment ken knew he was inch away from the grave. His strength had failed him and he began doing most of his helpless victim work, calling on God for a miracle even though he had no belief or idea