Peace of HP, piece of my heart...

Awkward enough, it was a stubborn night. Sitting in my basement, or shall I say my room in the classification of the dark, I could hear the cars running on our busy street. I was bored, the bored where you do one thing, but it just doesn't entertain you so you try something, but still it doesn't make a difference. What was I supposed to do?

I glazed across my computer screen gently staring out into openness of my desktop. Icons piled on one another with nothing important. I still had nothing to do. My finger steadily click down on my mouse button with a slight clicking noise. Firefox popped up and I clicked onto HP. Of course HP is saved on my favorites. Not only that, I put it on my quicktab just so I can access it quicker. You know HP is like those carnival. When you're older, you always look at carnivals and say it's for kids to go on, but then when you get on one ride, you forget the sense that it's for kids to go on only. You keep going for more and more rides. Next thing you know, you've been on every ride you could and won the most prizes with your luck. Well, HP draws you in the same way.

"SaLaVoNg NiNjA", I enter in the login box. I click connect. Java loads up and a window pops up. Finally, I'm on HP again. Once more, the regulars are there chatting about. They have nothing to say but ramble about nonsense that happened. Then you have occasional person who makes fun of everyone and anyone, the prevert who talks about his own penis as if he did himself in the butt, the slutty girl who's really a guy, the stuck up girl who won't share her picture.

Then there was her. She spoke so nicely and kindly. Her array of kindness just freshen the air in HP. It was magical, as if it were a dream. Her sentences prefectly with a capital letter and ending with a period. How could this be? Which girl does that? I thought to myself, "Gee, none of these freaks could ever type like that unless they were really an innocent girl."

Yet enough, I carefully looked at the name of the user. Her name was as if her character suggested. Her icon embracing the circular shape with lines intersecting, resembling the symbol of peace. And to my surprise, she too was named Peace.

I quickly tried to grab her attention, "Hello Peace." She replied back to me with a smile, "Hi Ninja." My mind was dancing. I was doing the salavong in my head all by myself. Dancing around this one girl. For those who don't know what the salavong dance is. It's that dance that our parents do at the new years. They go around in circle, waving their hands back and forth like the branch of a tree that gets pushed around by the wind. I was in my mind, in the pits of cloudiness circling round and round.

What was she? Better yet, who was she to cast this spell upon me? It was as if I have wander in the 10,000 year old prymaid and revealed the curse of a mummy. A curse so deadly, that even Hmong shamans gathered from the four corners of Earth couldn't heal the curse. I had be head over heels for her, but yet I only heard a simple greeting of kindness.

"You have been kicked for post voilation." flashed across my screen. What? I have been kicked from HP. My mind went into blankness, what just happened? I haven't even had the chance to reply back to this wonderful girl and yet, I have been kicked. "Great," I thought to myself, "I'm such an idoit." Why have my mind frozen in the middle of compling for her?

I quickly press connect to return to my frozen stupidness. Where was she? Where is the one that creates such an earthquake in my heart. I waited upon the clock. Time slowly passed on by, every second grappling me tighter and tighter with a rope. I could feel the strain, the pain just waiting for her return. Was she going to return or was I to rub a magic lamp with no genie in it, but pure dust? It was as if, all the leaves on my tree branches have fallen off. I am bare naked, with the wind blowing at me. Colder and colder it got, like the arctic breeze gently cutting at your skin in the midst of winter. My heart sank into a thousand pieces on HP.

I glare onto a bright screen, looking for the name of this pure soul and happiness to return...