jendang
I've always wanted to sign a cast before. Yknow, like do a really awesome signature and feel the bumpy cement material thing under the tip of my pen. It'd be cool. I want to break my arm now ........ 8-)
She envisaged one corner meeting another as his rough fingers fumbled with the blue sparkling square base; at each fold, his face turned tomato red, as he struggled to complete such a simple task. Olivia remembered his face when he finally transformed a 10cm x 10cm square piece of paper into a crane. His soft lips widened, to show off the deep holes in his face. His hazelnut eyes twinkled with happiness as his hands handed her the blue crane.
As she broke out of her day dream, her eyes met the crane. Once was a light blue crane, Olivia witnessed a damp, scrunched up piece of paper. A single tear trickled down her left cheek.
"Where are you, James?" she croaked.
She stared back at the mirror to see herself. From the scalp of her head, began a twisted braid, twirling itself in repetitive spirals until it reached the tip - tightened with a black hair tie. She stroked the long braid and smiled brightly, at her reflection and let out a long sigh.
"Let's do this."