One Night

11 in the night. not able to sleep.46, 47,............. 55, 57,.....63. they cannot wait to jump into their beds at home. 63 bikes, till now. 11:30. still not able to sleep.30 this time. the trains also must have gone to their sheds. 10 cars. half of the 60 bikes would have jumped into their beds by now. My father is out of bed to see me staring out of the window. “Why have you still not slept?” he said standing right behind me. That gave me a bit of a scare though. “Can’t”, I reply coolly. “Too hard to concentrate to sleep right now…” “Well you better! ‘cause I am talking you to the ground to play cricket with my friends” he said, as he went away. But I was not listening to him at all. I was in my own world. 11.45pm. still not able to sleep! But I am on my bed now. I dint worry about my school because it was mid summer. It had rained that evening. I was gone deep in to my thoughts. 12.00 a.m. good morning! My dad came out again to check on me. He came and told me again to sleep. But I just wouldn’t listen. I close my eyes and for 5minutes he was on my chair as though he were a who-makes-sure- everyone-has-slept watchman. That was quite annoying, to tell the truth. After 5 minutes finally he left. When I heard his door close, I opened my eyes. 12.15. Maybe I was thinking too hard… I couldn’t sleep a wink! Not even close to a wink! I started trying old techniques, like counting sheep. I closed my eyes and I was in deep thought, again. When I opened my eyes, my father was just about to wake me up. 6.00 am. I wonder why I didn’t sleep……

Overwhelmed

In the beginning of summer holls, I bring the house down with my excitement and shouting. But when a week is over I just feel so bored and sit, doing nothing. When my boredom had reached a limit, I just can't bear it so I reach for a story book in my messy book shelf. Its a small one though, and I've read it already twice. But to defeat my boredom, I have no other choice other than reading the book. Why not play computer or watch TV or listen to music, you ask? With no current at home, at this time, how can i do those? And my iPod only has devotional songs my mother hears and my other iPod has no battery. my songs are in the computer. My mom said she'll download. But all of you know mothers right? mothers..............!!!!!!!!!!! you just have to keep reminding about things. My mom, being a housewife though, doesn't even have time to sit for a minute (except afternoons 'cause she takes a loooooooooooooong nap!!!!!) Evenings, sometimes, she has time to play with me and my younger brother.But otherwise, she'll be doing something or the other. And that i think is useless to me except when she makes food or buy something for me.

Where was I? Yeah now I remember! Chapter 12. Almost done with the book. But I still didn't and couldn't defeat my boredom so I walked over to my bed, lied down and read. But just when i was overwhelmed by boredom, before I knew it, I dropped my book on my face and fell asleep.

The strange friend

Hi! I am Mark. They say I am very intelligent in class. I don’t know, but I aim for the best! Period. ‘Trrrrring’ it was my clock to wake me up, but I was already dressed up in my uniform! So, there was 30 min left for my van to arrive so I decided to read my story book. It was a book of aliens. So after some time, ‘Beep’ ‘Beep’ said the school van, telling me to get on him. I got my alien story book to school, because it was the best part of the story. The alien language was there. I was sooooo exited! I was about to tell my friend Brandon , but then… “Psst…… hey! Don’t shout that out then every one will learn the language” I turned around to see who talked to me, but no one was there! “We have arrived” said the driver. So every one got down but I was still wandering who talked to me. While it was break time, I went to the restroom. When I was coming back, I heard the same voice saying, “Hey, you really want to know my home and who I am? Then in the last period come to the bathroom and go inside. I’ll be waiting.”

“Hey wait……” I said but the bell rang and I had to go back to class. So as the voice said, I went to the restroom. Thank goodness it was a free period! I went inside. Then the next instant, the voice started speaking to me. It said, “Hey, I know your name, its mark, right?” I said, “I guess so…..” The voice said, “I am weirdo, an alien. I know English. That alien story book your having has the real Alien language. It’s called Wallkill." I was shocked to know that aliens were real! then he became visible. Weirdo continued, “I only visible to you is that ok?” I said with excitement, “Double ok!!!” then it was time to go home. After ‘WE’ went home we had so much fun doing home work. Weirdo did know many, many things, you know! He told me he was from an ancient planet called x35402. He was as tall as I was. I was so interested in learning things from him. He was the weirdest person I have ever met! He was my friend from that day on.

But one day, when we were going to school in the school bus, the bully of the class saw me talking to weirdo, and he couldn't see weirdo as well so asked, “hey brainy, whom are you talking to? An alien or some creature?” (But he didn’t know I was talking to weirdo, he just asked). The next instant weirdo looked at me and then disappeared. I looked all over the school no sign of him. So it was time to go home. When I got on the van, I started crying. When I reached home, I just ran to my room I opened the alien story book hoping he would come, but it was know use. Then I cried like anything. The next movement weirdo appeared, taking pity on me. He said, “Mark, don’t be sad, I just thought you told him. My people want me there too because its time for me to work. So if you want to talk to me, then take this book. You write whatever you want and I will write below your sentence. The movement you close the book, the writings will disappear. Keep it safe ok?” I said, “I’m very happy, but I want you to be with me all the time.” He said, “My invisible power is just getting weaker and weaker every day.”

“Then how can I meet you hereafter?” I asked sadly.
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“It is not in my hands. It depends on the situation in my planet”, said Weirdo. “But keep writing to me. I might turn up one day”, he said and started disappearing.

I said, “Bye, hope to meet you soon…” my voice was broken. I looked out of the window seeing him going back to his planet. Then I started writing to him, every day.