Turn for the Worse

After driving miles and miles, they finally ended up near a small motel, the four of them had rented a car during their back packing adventure. The four of them were exhausted. Bobby, Cobby, Mina and Aly.

However they were extremely unlucky. They were at the wrong place at the wrong time. There was a sudden raid during their stay, people were angry and everything was on fire. It was all a blur. They must have been knocked out or collapse due to the smoke.

The next day, they woke up in a smokey room. They went down to the main reception/restaurant to get something to eat. After having breakfast, they decided to pay and get started on their journey.

The cashier wasn't there. Bobby decided to leave some money and just leave as they were in a rush. But then he noticed a familiar plastic bag at the counter. He then asked Cobby if he had all his valuables with him. Cobby realized they were missing. Just as Bobby suspected, they were inside the plastic bag. The cashier must have stolen it last night. Bobby then went behind the counter and found a few more missing items of theirs.

Just then, the cashier returned and accused them of stealing his items.

They told him it was theirs to begin with. The cashier then said he took those items during last nights raid, and items taken during raids are considered unowned and free for anyone's taking. But since the raid is over, taking his item would be considered stealing. That was the way things worked in Portale.

They decided to take the items back anyway, and the cashier called the police.

Now the four of them were wanted and were being hunted and tracked by a corrupted system.

They drove towards an abandoned building and hid in a parking lot. But then suddenly they were surrounded by several people with guns, mostly women. And they had no way to escape.

But for some reason, they managed to avoid any blood shed and made it out of that town.

Hot Air Balloon

My cousins had invited my family and I for a holiday.

It was to go back to Indonesia for a few days.

But this holiday, they decided to do something different. Our mode of transportation was a hot air balloon.

It was like a trend and we decided to try something new. There were about 5 hot air balloons that were set to make the journey to Jakarta. The 8 of us (My 3 cousins and their Mum, plus my 2 sisters, my mum and me), shared a basket.

For some reason, no one was taking pictures an stuff.

Surprisingly, the journey was quite short.

When we were nearly there, we had to land using a parachute. Only the parachute was not strapped around your torso, but you had to hold it with you hand like a little helium balloon.

I was quite nerve wrecking to land but over all it was an interesting experience.

Hell Hath No Fury Like a Woman's Scorn

There was this celebrity, of mix ethnicity background. When he was in his about 10 and his mother was almost 50.

His parents wanted another child, but his mother was no longer unable to conceive. So they got a surrogate.

Here is her story.

The surrogate was of same ethnicity as her husband and was much younger than she was. Half her age.

Back then, there was only one way to get pregnant. For some reason the "traditional method" was the only choice.
The other woman had an agenda. She knew it. She was after her husband or one of her older sons.

She was so caught up in worrying about her other sons and husband. She forgot about the youngest, and that was the one the other woman was after.

She became furious. She started throwing books at the other woman and asked her male servants to dispose of the injured woman.

During my interview with her, she said she does not regret hurting her. Not one bit.

I asked her if my father and I could investigate her home further and she was more than happy to allow us.

My father and I were both investigators for the scotland yard. Their home was like a big tent.  Tent with many stories. Four I think. It was a cylindrical shape tent, like a circus one, but had four stories. And it was purple.

At the back of their tent mansion, they had a pond. Inside we found bodies. But they were from the 1800 maybe even 1700. And they were well preserved.

My father told me it is because of the weather. Cool and crisp.

They smelled like jack fruit.

I was kind nauseous, so we left the scene and left the further investigations to the archeologist.