english compo -- love at first sight / by marcus choy
i totally regret it. anyone will when they are in my current state. ostracised and hopeless, i thought it was the end of the world. all was lost . studies began dropoping faster than stock markets as well as family acceptance. i really hate this. that was why i never believed love at first sight being a good thing. i am a victim. but others call me a thief, because i fell in love with the Nintendo DS, displayed on the electronics department's shelf, once my eyes landed on it.
i was a studious little boy and attained a pretty decent score that ensured a place in a renowned secondary school. but all was not to be. grandpa, my guardian and my pillar of strength, left the world without notice. i was really upset. it was like losing a parent. apparently mine do not deserve being cried over. both fled overseas after the littlest of arguments broke them up. i was barely six. grandpa took care of me and provided the family warmth i never had. ten years on, i can no longer taste his beancurd paste he used to make for me everytime i come home from school. it always tasted sweet even if grandpa forgot about the syrup.
i had my fourth earhole pierced, one on my lip and another on the tongue. it was a criteria to join this 'family'. i felt 'secure' with these cool guys. i felt a bond between us and we trusted each other.
we were strolling together along the corridors of a departmental store in our usual quest of 'convincing small children to hand over their money', we came across this section. this very shelf. stood majestically glaring at me. i felt this excitement in me, the last time was when grandpa first bought me a toy gun when i was eight. it was beyind love. it was more of an obsession. it was practically the coolest thing i ever saw. i stood rooted, oblivious to the other gang members' call for me.
i felt love rushing in me. i knew love was eager to do something for the other and the drive to see each other every day. so every day i will stand at that very spot staring at my love.
until one day i decided it was time to 'claim' my 'bride'.
i walked up to the guy at the counter, who by now knew my name, asked me for his service. i said i wanted to have a look at the Nintendo DS, which he quite expected. once he brought my love with utmost care down to my hands, i could not control myself. after all love works this way.
i raced down the aisle of the shopping mall. many people gave chase though. finally, my love has come to me. then the next thing i knew i bumped onto a huge guy that gave me a blackout.
i arrived at a place, seemingly so familiar. it was like the place our leader described as hell. i was brought to a place enclosed with four walls, and three big guys began shooting me down with a series of questions. i could not understand a word - i dropped out of school after primary 6.
i was in jail - that was what the guy told me. i knew what was jail. a place where anything i want i can't get, anything i do won't happen. a place that sucks away the freedom of life.
love at first sight? killed me.