5. The Dream I had a dream last night, I was walking as the body appears. I heard the voice saying "I miss you" I can't make out the face, the dream is too vague. I also remember kissing in the dream, but who could it be? After I woke up one of my best friend, Jason, called me. He ask me to help him with his coursework, so I'm off to library with him. Jason is tall, brown eyes with light brown hair. We met a long time ago, we were neighbours and now we moved to study together. When we are in the library, I told him about this Bhuck guy I met. He actually told me to give it a shot if he gonna ask me out. I am totally disagree on the though, I explain to him how annoying this guy is and also the fact that I am probably never see him again anyway so we dropped the topic. On my way back home, a guy runs from behind bump me so hard I almost fell. I turn around and there he is, Bhuck. "I am so so sorry" he looked at me, "hey you are the upset and leaving! I miss you by the way" he said. The dream flashback came into my mind and now I know it's him, it's him whom I kissed! I was speechless, but after I gain my conscious I realised he asked me if there is somethings wrong. I told him no, but before he can ask another question, I said sorry and told him that I have to go before I start walking away from him. I know it's a lame excuse but I was in shock to be honest. That is the first time I walked away, and I know I will regret it. I scared of what the future may hold... (to be continue)

4 The Person When I was still half-heart broken, I always went to the bookshop next to the place where I live, not because I like reading but because it is very quiet, so quiet I can hear my heart beating. The shop has three floors and on the third floor there is a shelf of small section about some kind of history I don't understand which is connected with other shelves to form an ally, and it was covered by another shelf of educational books to make a small room behind it. The fact that it is on the third floor with a bunch of books people tend to ignore and the entrance to the room of this section is so small makes it so quiet and become my great "hideout" as there was barely anyone getting deep enough to come inside. One day when I was sitting inside my hideout thinking about the past, I heard the footsteps. I wasn't pay attention to it because I think no one will ever come to this section anyway, but it just get closer and closer until someone appears. I was shocked to see someone actually reach this section, and that's when I realised, of course it's my power, it just reverse what I think. The guy look so surprise to see me as well, he has short blond hair, about 170 cm high with blue eyes and black glasses. He walks next to where I was sitting and searching for through the shelf until one of the book fell off and dropped directly on my head, "seriously!" I shouted at him as I'm getting up. He confusingly look at me, "did I do something wrong?" he ask, I stared at him very confusing because he doesn't seem to realise what just happened, but the book cannot just fell on my head, "you're kidding, right?" I asked. "No I'm Bhuck, and you are?" he said with a smile on his face, "upset and leaving, that's what I am" I replied before I leave that section. As I was walking back to my room, I think about him and suddenly my heart just beating irregularly, I felt something, even though he just fell into only one category of my list, eyes, because when I'm thinking about his face I just want to stare at his eyes. However, I'm still a bit upset about what just happened, so I'm not sure of what I feel, I'm both upset and feel good at the same time. But that is not the only thing that happened, it was not the last time I met him, and he is not the only one I've met. In fact something happen after, something that I've never expected it to happen, something I fear and somehow regret....(to be continue)

3 The Lists To be honest, I've never found true love before, though I had a boyfriend before. His name was Adam we were together for about a month. When we were together I wish we won't be together forever, simple because I want my power to reverse it. That's when I realised that it's not always reliable, especially with love. After Adam I've been denying love because it just hurt too much I don't want to felt like that again. I also lose faith in love for a while, until I realised that maybe this is exactly what I've been destined to be, it is what I need to go through in order to achieve the real magical moments. I regain my faith and moving on, my heart still falling apart, but it will recover. Time is the only thing I can count on to help me heal these wound. So, I created the list, 5 things I use to define love keeps me away from heart breaking again. First, "strong feeling", as I'm easily fell in love, so I need to feel the moment of those butterfly in my stomach, or I was lift off the ground like gravity doesn't exist. Second, "eyes", I personally love blue eyes, but I would love anyone who can makes me lost in his eyes and can stare at them all day. Third, "understanding", he has to understand me, I is important to every couples, only single misunderstand can tear them apart forever. Forth, "shelter", I need someone who I feel safe when he's around, those who I can sleep peacefully on his watch, put my head on his shoulders and kiss with my eyes fully closed, who I can give my heart without being fear that he'll destroy it. And the last, "trust", I need someone who I can trust and he has to trust me as well, someone who I believe he'll jump in front of the train just to save me. I know it's absurd, anyone who actually fall into all these categories would only be in your dream, he can't be exist. But I just need someone who fell into some of these to know that he will not hurt me. In case you ask me if I've ever met one? Well... (to be continue)

2. The Powers Since I was 13 I've discovered something, first, every single thing I wish or hope goes the opposite. I've tried to prove this theory do many time until I come to the conclusion, one thing that makes me so sure is when I was hoping I'm never ever gonna win the best student prise of the college, and I did, the weirdest thing is, I've never been on the list since the prose is actually for children 3 years younger than me. But that doesn't affect the way I believe, I still keeps wishing and hoping for all those light to shine to me someday. I also have another power, I can connect to dreams. What I mean is when I dream, I live inside it. They said that dream is what our subconscious try to tell us, those manifest content have to be expressed to tell why our heart want us to know, or basically it's "a wish your heart makes" as Cinderella said, and sometimes my dream does come true if I believe it enough to makes it happen. When I does happen its depend on me to follow what I did in my dreams or choose to walk away from it. What I believe I that, those dreams are what I've been destined to be but I can also choose I run away from it. All my #life I've been choosing to follow it, because I'm scared, scared of uncertainty and I fear what's Coming after. That's why I've never run away...(to be continue)

1. The Start My story started when I was a kid, I've learn to believe in faith and learn to hope. While I'm growing up, all the magical moments seem less beautiful, all the dreams seems unbelievable and I started to lose those faith. However, I still believed that all the fairytales won't be a fairytales unless some sparkling twist happened, and that's why I'm still keeps hoping that this moments will come. I also believed that at some point of our lives, that "the one" will be destined to us. When I was a kid I've never form any attraction with anyone. That's because my parents have to lives abroad, so I'm simple suffered from some problems, not severe but still cause problem. One of the problem I found most troubled is I'm too easily attract to someone, and it's always hurt when I have to leave someone, it is also the reasons I'm scared of changes. I'm not those who try to get who I want, I'm rather quiet so everyone just think I'm arrogant just because I don't speak much. I'm living abroad from my family and go to boarding school. It is not that bad, I have my own freedom here. I don't have much friends due to my introvert personality, so I choose to stick with my two best friends. I may looks normal but I'm not, I'm different... How? I'll tell you a secret... (to be continue)