Dear Opuss Dear Opuss, I dunno where did yah get that name It sounds like seeing a pair of boots, " Oh Puss!" I smiled and it ran to the meadow I chased the rollin' furball kitty in the grass The kitty suddenly disappeared But it leaves a thousand paw prints on the ground I thought she wants to play and eat I started to follow the paw prints and beat! To my astonishment, it followed back! It's amazing and I feel so wit I wrote a #poem to the mysterious cat I feel stupid and thought she can read The meow is a tickle to my heart Everyday I am getting inlove with the meows But one day, the paw scratched me! "Oh Puss!" It's crashing and it is crushing my heart Do something I know you don't eat bugs Oh Puss! It's bugged and it's bugging me! C'mmon kitty! Don't be a lazy cat I will give you a fish treats! A bite sized #poems from my quirky brain I will tell bed time stories So, we can sleep comfortably like a purring cat Meowwwwwww... -SJ.Baniqued-

My Humpty Dumpty World Welcome to my Humpty Dumpty World! Where all is fragile and delicate! Be careful not to stumble Clumsiness will be curse! In right time it will hatch a new world But this little guy, took me out of my nest I love the warmth he is giving me I like him very much He sing a love song to me everyday But one day, he saw a newly hatched chick And he forget about me I fall from his loving arms Poor egg! I shattered to thousand pieces I'm crushed and he can never put it back He's happy with the new chick And I left forgotten So, Welcome to my Humpty Dumpty World! -SJ.Baniqued-

Alice Adventures in Wonderland What is the use of a book', thought Alice, 'without pictures or conversations?' -Lewis Carroll

Message Sent 4.1.12 Last week, well I don't remember if it is a dream or some idea that crossed my mind. Lately, Jel are always complaining about his cellphone (the scrolls not working properly, it will turn off unexpectedly) We are so anxious of having a post paid plan that offers a free phone but unfortunately we are not qualified because we don't have the requirements they needed so we ended by swiping my credit card on a Samsung store at the mall. That week we talked about the mother of my sister's boyfriend who has a cancer Stage IV (In this stage, the cancer cells invaded the bones.) that she didn't know. She only know it is just a Stage III and it is curable. She is having a chemotherapy treatment for 3rd cycles that week. Thinking about death, loved ones, cellphones, technology, post paid plans, gave me this idea about using all that terms in a story. An IT girl maybe, suffering from a cancer ( or worser than that?) used or developed technology about SMS and cellular phone. So, when she died she can still text her fiance and leave message to encourage him not to sulk inside the room for losing her. Creeepyy.. Nobody believed him that her dead lovely gf just texted him. (Of course!) 1 Message Received. Hi! Sweetie. Pls dn't shout! Calm down & read. I dn't want u 2 feel afraid w/ ths txt. I'm nt a ghost,ok? Ghost cn't txt. heehee Of course, I typed ths wen I'm still alive. U will b receiving a scheduled txt frm me. I will xplain later. U knw tht I dn't wnt 2 leave u. Pls. dn't cry & have a nice sleep for me. I love you.. Text Message From: (Your Gf) +63987-6543-210 150 pm I can't imagine what would be his reaction when he got the first text message.(Text are scheduled when to be send) and later on that text she will helped him to move on in his #life as she "sent" her final text and finally revealing where did she hide the phone and how she developed the new feature on texting. -Scheduled texting -To keep the phone battery, all incoming calls are blocked, the charger are auto stop when fully charged. -Post paid plan bills are auto debit to her new created account before she dies. She leaves money to pay for it. She made an arrangement to the bank to keep her account for two years after her death. IT geeks and nerds are interested about it. But he decided to keep the phone and later threw it on the sea so, no one can use it on evil ways. And I suddenly remember the movie, PS I love you.. (Anyway, I will try to work this out) -SJ.Baniqued-

Writing Prompt # 1 ( A broken window) "I will never go back to that place!" They can never let me do their wicked plans!" he shouted at the clothes in his hands. He threw his office uniform at the trash bin and change his clothes with a white shirt and faded jeans. Papers, bills, coffee-stained newspaper are everywhere in his room. Wardrobe's door left open, socks, ballpens, plastic cups on the floor. On the table there is plate with a toast half eaten. He pick up a mug and teaspoon and open the coffee container. He put 2 teaspoon on the mug and he open the next container. "Damn! no sugar?" He put the container on the table and left. He realize that it's been a month since the last time he went to a grocery store. "My wallet!" He hurriedly pick his uniform at the trash bin. He got the wallet from one of it's pocket. He opened it and found his money from the last pay day. "I can go for a week with this money. I need a job." He murmured to himself. And he suddenly remember one person who can help him. It's been a long time since the last time I saw Mario. Maybe I should visit him He dialled his number but no one's answering. He was standing in front of a two storey building The place is dark and gloomy. I know Mario still live in here because I saw a pair of familiar shoes in a shoe rack outside the door. "Mario! Mario! Are you there?" I knocked on his door. I paused for a second but no one answered. I look at the window and I noticed that it is broken. I came closer to the broken window and everything went black... -SJ.Baniqued-