False Truth

You hurriedly grab your stuff; bagpack , shoe bag, bottle and your
redemption-item-for-not-calling-for-coming-back-late box of biscuits.

You then ask jiu hwei whether should you leave the 6 discs-
David-was-SUPPOSE-to-take-today-but-didnt in his car.

deciding to leave it there in his car, you slam the boot shut and
wave farewell as he slowly moves down the street.

you turn around contemplating your days action
when you realize you are missing something.

you look down at your belongings

your eyes bulge

you immediately stare back at the moving vehicle



the distinct white box you were precariously grasping with your hands is
now sitting on top of his car, exactly where you left it as u closed the boot.




you shout.

the car did not stop.

the car reached the end of the street,

the box is still on top of the car,

frantically, you grab your phone and scanned for his name.

too slow..

the car was gone.




not wishing to give up, you found his name and hit the green button.

like god answering your prayers, he picks up

the only thing in your brain tells you to say:


"MY POPEYE IS ON TOP YOUR CAR"


"ITS STILL THERE"




the end