I shut the door hard behind me. It was so loud that even I was shocked. But, I did not care. Why would I? They did not care. How could they be so cruel? What have I ever done to them? All I asked them for was a bicycle. How hard could it be? They could well afford that. Why are they so rude? No, I cannot tolerate this anymore. I have to get out of here. If I stay here, I will be wasting my future, my life. It is a tough decision, but I had to.

I packed some dresses, books, and my extra pair of sneakers. I put on my bag and walked to the door. I have to do this. I have to let them know my stand. I pulled the door open and stood before them assertively.

'Whoa! You seem all packed up, honey. Where you off to?' It shocked me. I was leaving home once and forever, and he did not even care about it. I knew he did not love me. I knew he always wanted me out of his life. But now I was ready. I might not be an adult yet, but I had decided. My life changes, from here, from now, and there will be no looking back.

My mom came out of the kitchen then. She was shocked.

'What are you doing, peanut?'

I made my voice hoarse. 'I am leaving.' I said with all power I could procure.

'Where to?'

'Wherever I feel.'

She suddenly ran towards me. I backed up. But, my father stopped her midway.

'Well, off you go.' he said.

I lost my control. How could dad do that? Though the bag was heavy, I walked out of my home as bold as I could. I could hear my mom calling from behind. But, I did not look back. I had already decided. I decided not to look back. And I had to stay resolved.

I made my way to the bus station. The hot sun and the heavy bag made me feel so weary. But, they could not shatter my determination. I caught the first bus I saw and took the front seat. With the help of a young lady, I put my bag on the top stand. I was the only passenger in my seat until the next five stops. Then, I had to share my space with a gigantic, old lady.

It was a bit uncomfortable for a few stops. I found myself a little constrained. But the situation only aggravated then. The lady continued pushing, pulling, stretching, and I felt more and more compressed. I tried to move away as much as I could. But the lady was enormous, and I was tiny. I doubted whether she was aware of my presence. I wanted to tell her, but my voice systems seemed temporarily locked.

The circumstances got worse every second, and I had to do something now. I, with all my effort, tried to pull the old lady aside. But, my timing could not be more terrible. The moment I pushed her away, the bus came to a sudden stop. And guess what. I got thrown away from the bus. I flew right through the front glass, as it never existed. Some of the glass pieces flew with me as well. I was in the air for a long time. Then, I landed on the carriage of the vehicle in front of me.

Luckily, it was a mini container truck carrying styrofoam. So what could have been fatal was avoided. But, it did not keep me from the blackout. The last thing I saw was my father running to me faster than light. Even my mother could not gain his speed. But that was it. Nothing more. Nothing less.

I opened my eyes and found myself at the hospital. My hands had a slight injury, but the doctor lady found it quite insignificant. Though, my mom did. She rubbed my hands back and over many times. After a few hours, they let me leave without much medication.

Now I was going home. Somehow, it did not make me feel terrible. Though my decision still rumbled around in my mind, it had lost all its strength and was no longer very attractive. And when I reached home, it disappeared. Because when my dad opened the doors for me, I never expected Ladybug 20030, the latest bicycle model, to be waiting for me on the other side. Ow! There is no better place than at home. Home, sweet home!

Moral of the story: Some oppression is good. It's necessary, to be frank. It protects you from things, you know like, getting thrown away. And I am not talking about sharing seats. I am talking about something way more precious than that, our dad, mom, siblings, our family.

#fiction #opinion

Once upon a time,

There lived a girl like you!

Lily was her name,

And her eyes were bright and blue!

Everyday she woke,

As early as the morning mist

And she was never in trouble,

As she was no pest.

She obeyed her parents,

And was the teacher’s pet

She was loved by every kid,

And never did she fret.

She had a thousand friends,

And read good books

Such a happy life,

Gave her good looks.

Never did she lie,

And never did she cry

And never disturbed her mommy,

In the name of a bedtime story!

Its half past nine,

Lily’s time to sleep

And every good girl like her,

Would have gone to sleep.

Tucking you in bed,

Let me leave now, my darling

Have a good night

And let us meet in the morning.

This is the definitive roster for the era of Doo-Wop. Such singles and groups as: The Avons, Hank Ballard, Dion and the Belmonts, The Bobbettes, The Cadillacs, The Chordettes, Danny and the Juniors, The Fleetwoods, The Four Seasons, The Platters, and more. Now you can really rock and roll or Jitterbug.

A bit of history though of how Doo-Wop got its name.

Although the musical style originated in the late 1940s and was very popular in the 1950s, the term "doo-wop" itself did not appear in print until 1961, in The Chicago Defender, just as the style's vogue was nearing its end. Though the name was attributed to radio disc jockey Gus Gossert, he did not accept credit, stating that "doo-wop" was already in use in California to categorize the music.

"Doo-wop" is itself a nonsense expression. In The Delta Rhythm Boys' 1945 recording, "Just A-Sittin' And A-Rockin", it is heard in the backing vocal. It is heard later in The Clovers' 1953 release "Good Lovin'" (Atlantic Records 1000), and in the chorus of Carlyle Dundee & The Dundees' 1954 song "Never" (Space Records 201). The first record to use "doo-wop" in the refrain was The Turbans' 1955 hit, "When You Dance" (Herald Records H-458). The Rainbows embellished the phrase as "do wop de wadda" in their 1955 "Mary Lee" (on Red Robin Records; also a Washington, D.C. regional hit on Pilgrim 703); and in their 1956 national hit, "In the Still of the Night," The Five Satins sang across the bridge with a plaintive "doo-wop, doo-wah."

If you purchased them back in the day, can you remember the first .45 you bought. Mine was this one for ninety-five cents … https://youtu.be/MT9QZBGyXjU

Now, kick back, relax, and enjoy over 200 songs from the Doo-Wop era!

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The Delta Rhythm Boys – 1945 - https://youtu.be/uAUTyeepHZI

Carlyle Dundee & The Dundees – 1954 - https://youtu.be/eiIiH3Cw1g4

We start with the Accents and interestingly enough there two groups with that name. The latter of the two songs was 1958 and the former, 1964, right near the period that Doo-Wop music ended.

With the Avon’s, there were three different groups.

The Accents: https://youtu.be/ShXJWjBlxf0

https://youtu.be/Qkb6jSzYr9o

The Ad Libs: https://youtu.be/7HZ-Djf4qhc

The Alley Cats: https://youtu.be/tZrhYsW8leQ

The Angels: https://youtu.be/5NuofNHKbVc

The Aquatones: https://youtu.be/cRlJnfaHUCs

The Ardells: https://youtu.be/muTEZtgf46A

The Avons: https://youtu.be/DDYpr99FgEk

https://youtu.be/VJ8_oyPBTH8

https://youtu.be/XNspjQymxHI

Hank Ballard: and the Midnighters: https://youtu.be/TYfnC4CgN-Y

The Dion and the Belmonts: https://youtu.be/2pwgswchPDo

The Bel-Airs: https://youtu.be/JLt2M3NBLdY - instrumental

Billy Ward and His Dominoes: https://youtu.be/rHRtrpW7FUo

The Blenders: https://youtu.be/n-lR-r86hyI

The Blue Jays: https://youtu.be/Iop63p3aVik

Bob B. Soxx & the Blue Jeans: https://youtu.be/Vt84KoSaZR8

The Bop Chordshttps://youtu.be/is3wwJCwfD0

The Bobbettes: https://youtu.be/XoT_7lOS-vg

The Bosstones: https://youtu.be/PkP6f0HrEME - awesome dance moves

The Buccaneers: https://youtu.be/hTYSFy3QSZQ

The Cadets: https://youtu.be/4h9PbMucPXU

The Cadillacs: https://youtu.be/W_ZvuNSk3PQ

The Capitols: https://youtu.be/27PydomerjM

The Capris: https://youtu.be/uBLdo9hAGw0

https://youtu.be/nVAZ5O0WXYA - same group

The Cap-Tans: https://youtu.be/8OkChH6yXSY

The Casinos: https://youtu.be/PT9Xs42n4kg

Gene Chandler: https://youtu.be/QQnfooEED8Y

The Channels: https://youtu.be/2Zcxsl2DdN8

The Chantels: https://youtu.be/ZtZ6buR8VfU

The Charms: https://youtu.be/9rL6ozXjGO0

The Charts: https://youtu.be/Ib8ZG3UOq7w

The Checkers: https://youtu.be/mEZxHn7sqN0

The Chevrons: https://youtu.be/GrmCkDAQZpU

The Chiffons: https://youtu.be/rinz9Avvq6A

The Chimes: https://youtu.be/8-ZGFyBJ1k8

The Chips: https://youtu.be/kDRjsCUv2VI

The Chordettes: https://youtu.be/Fty3Nzc-oiY

The Chords: https://youtu.be/SBgQezOF8kY

The Classics: https://youtu.be/K1VSQHjIM1w

The Cleftones: https://youtu.be/8WQBrJ4JOWQ

The Clovers: https://youtu.be/egX9N8yOgaU - last song played at Friday night dances

The Collegians: https://youtu.be/Z_unxvNGo_s

The Contours: https://youtu.be/l3zJZ2d4cis

The Corsairs: https://youtu.be/EGDvR-7ughY

The Counts: https://youtu.be/GY3qhspE9zs

The Crests: https://youtu.be/E284QNyoJug - video is old, film is bad

The Crows: https://youtu.be/jf9SP84EgHY

The Crystals: https://youtu.be/v-qqi7-Q19k

The Cues: https://youtu.be/mBDqMDZnfxE

The Cufflinks: https://youtu.be/E7q3J8jM1lg

The Danleers: https://youtu.be/h8BTTS96XsM

Danny & the Juniors: https://youtu.be/F3SrtN6tMyg

The Darts: https://youtu.be/eS_n0epcF30

The Del Satins: https://youtu.be/QPWqdYTQONs

The Del-Vikings: https://youtu.be/kLdgqXYzlLQ

The Dells: https://youtu.be/Z1ozQT8yQXA

The Delta Rhythm Boys: https://youtu.be/ghVQ1TjZa20

The Devotions: https://youtu.be/6f6HP0OJvNs

The Diamonds: https://youtu.be/ysVLzXWnTzA

Dante & the Evergreens: https://youtu.be/HevAsXokCLE

Dion and the Belmonts: https://youtu.be/I0O_f3kzHrg

Don and Juan: https://youtu.be/kEqahC_rg34

Don Covay and the Goodtimers: https://youtu.be/JuyEtNaX684

The Dreamlovers: https://youtu.be/btB73GNcSdo

The Drifters: https://youtu.be/i3HXy9mGPpI - They had many good hits

The Dubs: https://youtu.be/qNFvZLnUr-M

The Duprees: https://youtu.be/XCeNCvwEFU8

The Dynamics: https://youtu.be/nAMV7uqmKyw

The Earls: https://youtu.be/wM_pQmGiC5I

The Earth Angels: https://youtu.be/pmgYyb_q5_c

The Echoes: https://youtu.be/aCClO1AtibE

The Edsels: https://youtu.be/m6JbemSdORo

The El Dorados: https://youtu.be/xAP_z-kEhgk

The Elegants: https://youtu.be/6CCLvy-02Ms

The Emersons: https://youtu.be/kS85RLlExpM

The Escorts: https://youtu.be/mc6LPxHSYNE

The Esquires: https://youtu.be/Cwwh-LuJ9UE

The Essentials: https://youtu.be/kKxABQXErqA

The Essex: https://youtu.be/BXpFsZ6DZrE

The Extremes: https://youtu.be/kV_DwDV9Lf8

The Falcons: https://youtu.be/J8HNDaPV7Cc

The Fiestas: https://youtu.be/IFpOxkToGNE

The Firebirds: https://youtu.be/t-jSWr5YYOc

The Fireflies: https://youtu.be/sbzD_O2Z_h0

The Five Discs: https://youtu.be/AIFz56r9DBo

The Five Keys: https://youtu.be/m1JYzegOdxg

The Five Satins: https://youtu.be/qlAbOl6O544

The Five Sharps: https://youtu.be/k7NcPs--olQ

The Flairs: https://youtu.be/gir0ksU2at8

The Flamingos: https://youtu.be/nrzusdilnKQ

The Fleetwoods: https://youtu.be/i_NcIjK6Jns

The Four Seasons: https://youtu.be/oc34p-71xts

The G-Clefs: https://youtu.be/kC4kBxkGntI

The Halos: https://youtu.be/IAAsxCUpLMI

The Harptones: https://youtu.be/lyGUyUgGF-8

Thurston Harris: https://youtu.be/B8j4mn4eF-c

The Heartbeats: https://youtu.be/3HQBDRSryUA

The Hollywood Flames: https://youtu.be/s4nfwamZdnE

The Impalas: https://youtu.be/9j0NXdt6ZdU

The Impressions: https://youtu.be/KOmd-WkJrSI

The Ink Spots: https://youtu.be/rvwfLe6sLis

The Innocents: https://youtu.be/O0BwqwbchoM

The Isley Brothers: https://youtu.be/nEjLFpU2pJ4

Jackie and the Starlites: https://youtu.be/OypB1Et9JdI

The Jarmels: https://youtu.be/a0wQU7fJEVQ

Jay and the Americans: https://youtu.be/D_W0Uu4Mua0

The Jesters: https://youtu.be/UnWij0JLhas

The Jewels: https://youtu.be/NhMp3s3l_DA

The Jive Bombers: https://youtu.be/BAh9yUqwDjk

The Jive Five: https://youtu.be/glOMdK8gfbo

Johnnie & Joe: https://youtu.be/sDpzLIeCYSc

Johnny Maestro & the Brooklyn Bridge: https://youtu.be/49ptpy_lYww

Jimmy Castor: https://youtu.be/TdbN2rgBORA

Kathy Young and the Innocents: https://youtu.be/2yesRVy3s98

Kenny Vance and the Planotones: https://youtu.be/28GVPQYcd0I

The King Khan & BBQ Show: https://youtu.be/tdMII3JIhjQ

The Knockouts: https://youtu.be/4zciLgyxcOw

Richard Lanham: https://youtu.be/pyD5atlIGy4

The Larks: https://youtu.be/LZLpZtcMAoU

Lee Andrews & the Hearts: https://youtu.be/RgJN-BeyyjY

Lillian Leach & the Mellows: https://youtu.be/NazQcMwiASs

Little Anthony and the Imperials: https://youtu.be/MSF2oLgyV5M

Little Caesar & the Romans: https://youtu.be/5aH7NsW5QfI

Frankie Lymon: https://youtu.be/E9PNVUpI19A

The Majors: https://youtu.be/7qQrdTbvikM

Barry Mann: https://youtu.be/M2npNkOtdZk ... Out of sync

The Marcels: https://youtu.be/v0fy1HeJv80

The Marvelettes: https://youtu.be/OVsW_6AomOQ

The Marvelows: https://youtu.be/TOkNkbyxYPM

Marvin & Johnny: https://youtu.be/-tPjZOXNEXo

Maurice Williams and the Zodiacs: https://youtu.be/o1Z_hskvz1M

The Mello-Kings: https://youtu.be/TBOEzZA6YQQ

The Midnighters: https://youtu.be/pDGE4UD6cgI

The Miracles: https://youtu.be/DRd-bjFfjNc

The Mohawks: https://youtu.be/BYhiErp8um8 - Instrumental

The Monotones: https://youtu.be/OS1LFGGGazc

The Moonglows: https://youtu.be/l6Eu43RoaGQ

The Mystics: https://youtu.be/94VWNiOcss0

Nino and the Ebb Tides: https://youtu.be/H8hjyBuPSjo

Nolan Strong & the Diablos: https://youtu.be/bIVKaayaNaY

The Nutmegs: https://youtu.be/KOKYGzAhLQE

The Olympics: https://youtu.be/QIUzVGtxQCY

The Orioles: https://youtu.be/eEwcMvcWKgk - long before Elvis

Otis Williams and the Charms: https://youtu.be/SrbsYRe7BUM

The Orlons: https://youtu.be/nxYIgGB8o7w

The Paradons: https://youtu.be/oB2NF7QxiaA

The Paragons: https://youtu.be/sjcWJyKeScI - recorded by 8 people including Blondie

The Parliaments: https://youtu.be/hYou34ZNSHw

The Penguins: https://youtu.be/VJcGi4-n_Yw

The Platters: https://youtu.be/eDlcqhlzDqQ ... Smoothest group in the business - imho

The Premiers: https://youtu.be/gayhpUyz2os

The Quin-Tones: https://youtu.be/UeiMN71OBfc

The Quotations: https://youtu.be/LwsashkRWQg

The Radiants: https://youtu.be/tXgQc9E0yZs

The Raindrops: https://youtu.be/2aXqavXWLos

Randy & The Rainbows: https://youtu.be/-NUfX0ydoTE

The Ravens: https://youtu.be/afuHNPY_shw

The Reflections: https://youtu.be/yw5DyRO7Mx0

The Regents: https://youtu.be/gTffa6I27iA - before the Beach Boys

The Rivingtons: https://youtu.be/NFv-uc90-FM - funny

Robert & Johnny: https://youtu.be/wpaSmhWq0Uc

Rockin' Chairs: https://youtu.be/ED2rOugArSk

Ronnie & the Hi-Lites: https://youtu.be/Y4LXAQuO9qw

Rosie and the Originals: https://youtu.be/bu2dAQ3xb8s

Ruby & the Romantics: https://youtu.be/qw9RVjEN9OI

The Sensations: https://youtu.be/oHcdE2Ppr3s

The Shells: https://youtu.be/tUc1Am_RyvA

Shep and the Limelites: https://youtu.be/GJMeqjJBr9s

The Shirelles: https://youtu.be/0Z4FbRi2Rgk

The Showmen: https://youtu.be/hHHVWLMQFik

The Silhouettes: https://youtu.be/ysKhbaLyIFw

The Six Teens: https://youtu.be/cjhRVoIyvkE

The Skyliners: https://youtu.be/JKbAPnqo_QM - best falsetto of all time

The Solitaires: https://youtu.be/B3Qpqn2KyLI

The Spaniels: https://youtu.be/XdsEscSzp6E

The Stereos: https://youtu.be/3Kb4dADwNXo

The Students: https://youtu.be/YNHCnc9RzOY ’ Lead singer, Leroy King, 12, front left

Cosmo and The Sultans: https://youtu.be/WTxQmCf5qe0

The Swallows: https://youtu.be/Cv3_1CR84ZI

Frankie Lymon and The Teenagers: https://youtu.be/q96ylFiQK_I

The Tokens: https://youtu.be/ZgI4DdINQLQ - another great falsetto

The Turbans: https://youtu.be/WWB9ZXMsMDY

The Tymes: https://youtu.be/U1SngJTgtvY

The Valentines: https://youtu.be/L39hO0dYOQE

The Velvets: https://youtu.be/1gyz90zCGUY

The Velvetones: https://youtu.be/KvoQgejqdcY

Vito & the Salutations: https://youtu.be/HohhyGPC_tw

The Vocaleers: https://youtu.be/RUjdjh5eFdg

The Volumes: https://youtu.be/t80sAmKm1-A

Tony Middleton and The Willows: https://youtu.be/bSiB3gMM48I

The Wrens: https://youtu.be/sKvCNcp3riQ

Johnny Parker and the Zirkons: https://youtu.be/AN5z-l635Hs – has a beatnik sound

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Nonsense Syllables

Nonsense syllables were derived from bop and jazz styles, traditional West African chants, a cappella street corner singing (in place of the instrumental bass line), and doo-wop-styled r & b songs during the 1950-1951 period (e.g., the Dominoes' "Harbor Lights"). They were commonly used in the bass and harmony parts; their use tends to be more restrained, simple, and somber when employed in ballads ("doh-doh-doh," "doo-wah," etc.). The Chips' "Rubber Biscuit" (1956) represented a virtuosic application of this technique: one you can now practice all on your own, for here are just a few of the many forms of the “doo-wah” sound, found in many of the songs listed above either in long or short sounding syllable form.

Gow gow hoo-oo,

Gow gow wanna dib-a-doo,

Chick'n hon-a-chick hole-a-hubba,

Hell fried cuck-a-lucka wanna jubba,

Hi-low 'n-ay wanna dubba hubba,

Day down sum wanna jigga-wah,

Dell rown ay wanna lubba hubba,

Mull an a mound chicka lubba hubba,

Fay down ah wanna dip-a-zip-a-dip-a,

Mm-mh, do that again! (bass exclamation)

Gow gow lubba 'n a-bubba lubba,

Ow rown hibb'n 'n a-hibba-lu,

How low lubbin 'n a-blubba-lubba,

Hell fried ricky ticky hubba lubba,

Dull ow de moun' chicky hubba lubba,

Wen down trucka lucka wanna do-uh,

How low a zippin 'n a-hubba-lu,

Hell fried ricky ticky blubba-lu,

How low duh woody woody pecka pecka.

There will be test on Monday.

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The following music areas are coming soon:

Jazz and Big Band: 1935 -1945

The Disco Era

Rap and its History

The Classics from Johann Sebastian Bach, Igor Stravinsky, Ludwig van Beethoven,

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, Claude Debussy, Gyorgy Ligeti, Gustav Mahler,

Richard Wagner and all points in between.

Also, I will create a collection once this is finished where all the music I have posted will be in one easy to find place.

Meantime … here are the links to all the songs posted thus far: (excluding a Valentine Day Music Post done last year.)

https://theprose.com/post/374306/more-music-while-you-write

https://theprose.com/post/373731/for-all-writers-who-are-music-lovers

https://theprose.com/write/edit/371418

As a child, I have tried imagining creative ways to die. I have jumped off roofs. I have sunk in oceans. I have burned to death. Shot. Severely cut. And I was occasionally stabbed as well. There were all sorts of crazy endings. But in all of them, I had a higher purpose. I was to sacrifice my life for my loved ones, to save the world and so and so. But I always died for a reason.

But today, as a 17-year-old boy, I faced the worst casualty in my life. It was not a fight. I mean, I did not even know that guy. He just came out of nowhere and bang! Stabbed in the chest I was. It was very close to the heart. It's fatal.

Let's go a bit backward in time. So, I learn at St Lucius School, located right across the Westminister Cafe, of which I was a regular customer. Mr Parker, who used to run the shop, was very fond of me, I guess. Oh! He seemed like a nice guy. I should have talked more with him when I had the chance.

Well, let's come to the point. So, St Lucius School was one of the best in town. It had brilliant teachers, pleasant atmosphere. It was great. And I would not call myself a genius, but still, I was a member of the Teachers' Favourite Students Group, which I believe exists everywhere in the world where education is possible.

So you see, I try and procure as much hate as I can from my classmates. Though I was a bit to the nerdy side when it comes to learning, I was a total failure when it came to attitude. I was a bit too hyperactive, talkative, and everything that a nerd isn't. So you see, I did not belong to the nerd group as well. They considered me useful for doubts only, not the friendly type. And I am still not clear what a friend means in their definition.

So, I found myself rather alone for a few weeks. Then, as it occurs everywhere, I found my team at long last. There were half nerds, idiots, artists, psychopaths and everyone who doesn't belong anywhere else. They only belong together. I found the rest of my days filled with joy and laughter. No meaning. But I still enjoyed the company. It was a relief. But they were not among the ones who I wished to be with me till the end.

Although I tried recruiting new members to the team, they also did not seem to fit. There were a lot of leaving and entering for a few weeks. Then, it kind of acquired a stable state. But still, I was not satisfied. That's when I met her.

Rebecca. That was her name. Somehow, I found her to be very different from the members of my current team. She was different. I found myself to be very happy when I talked with her. I no longer found satisfaction in my old company. It was torture. I would watch her the whole time the stupid conversations go on. I desperately waited for the breaks.

Weeks passed by. And our relationship grew stronger. And I never found myself happier. Was this love? I asked myself. No matter how hard I tried to wipe that question out from my mind, I could not avoid it.

I could no longer talk to her like I used to. I found myself to be tensed and nervous when I talk. I ran out of words. I sweated. Me who desperately tried to grab her attention now proactively tried not to let her know my presence. I avoided her at times.

That was when I faced the next challenge. So, our class consisted of my team, the nerds, the silent, others and the useless. But, there was another prominent team which I always used to avoid.

Though I found vague similarities in my attitude with theirs, I was sure I did not belong there. Because they were not the ones, nobody found them comfortable. They were strange. They were angry. They were the ones from who children ran away in horror.

But last week, their two representatives came to me. They wanted to discuss a serious topic. When I tried to go away, they held me by the collar and pulled me back.

'What do you want from me?' I asked.

They only smiled. Leaning a bit, the taller one said 'What is between you and Rebecca?'

’Nothing, we are just friends.' I tried to sound confident.

'Just friends?' asked the other one.

'Yeah, what more do you expect?'

'We expect nothing more.' They laughed terrifically and went away. I became paralysed.  

What do they want from Rebecca? Why did they ask me about our relationship? I was confused. It was more stress than I could take. Should I tell Rebecca about this? No, no, I shouldn't. It would make her tensed as well. I had to solve this alone. And for that, I needed a plan.

I tried to formulate a plan all night. The nights of the following days also took me through the same procedure. But I was blank. I did not even know what they want. Then, how am I supposed to do anything against it? I didn't know how, when, why, what, where and who. I realised that I would fail if I try and do this alone. But, no one in my team seemed right. There was no other choice. I would have to tell Rebecca about this.

So, finally, Friday arrived, that is today. I left home early since I had a lot of urgent things to do. As fast as I could tell her about this, the better it would be. It was cloudy in the morning. The rain, last night, had left its marks behind. I had my raincoat on and my school bag on my shoulders.

I decided to walk past the alley to reach the school faster. Regrettably, that was the worst decision in my life. I did not even look straight while I walked. I kept my head down, deeply immersed in thoughts. I planned how to present the topic to Rebecca. I could not make her too tensed.

Suddenly a man ran against me, by my side. He nearly pushed me down. As I was recovering from the fall, I found a second guy running against me. And this man had a knife, in his hands and he was not at all in control of it. The next few moments were too quick to perceive. I was still trying to regain balance, the guy, with the knife, was desperately trying to stop on his tracks. But we both failed in our respective missions.

The result was bitter. I found myself down on the ground, the knife guy upon me. I felt acute pain in my chest region. When my hands reached my chest, a knife was perpendicular to its surface. I glanced at my hands, and all I could see was red. The knife guy stood now, utterly confused. He has just killed a boy. But, I was still moving. 'Should I save him? Should I not?' All those questions went through his mind. But, I could no longer stay awake. I was dying. I could not even warn Rebecca. I could not even say goodbye. Only one thought persisted in my mind. I love her.

It was almost dusk. The room was unfamiliar. I could see a basket of fruits in the table beside me. I still felt pain, and when I checked, I found my chest filled with bandage and plaster. A sudden realisation struck me. I am not dead.

Not dead. I breathed heavily.

'Hey, don't stress out.' I heard a voice. It was so familiar. It was Rebecca. She was at the door now. She came close and sat beside me. "How do you feel now?' She asked.

'Better'. I found it difficult to speak. The regret at my near-death aroused in my brain. I should not wait anymore. I should tell it.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, my mouth began to speak, though I had not asked it. My brain was overwriting my body. 'Rebecca, I think I love you.'

There was a moment of silence, and she broke it with a peal of laughter. But it was not a laugh out of humour, but one out of something strange. She just kept looking at me then.

And I could do nothing but look back. Millions of emotions ran around my brain. Was this love? I don't know, maybe it is.

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