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Christy Ng's Writings

Short Story
Jan.05.2009
Never Been Published
Once upon a time, in a beautiful and green countryside, lived a happy and peaceful family of three. The family consisted of a caring and kind mother, a hardworking and gentle father, and a cute and helpful daughter. They earned their living by tending their small farm. Every day was a peaceful and they kept working in their small field happily. But one day, when...
Short Story
Nov.11.2008
Never been published
I would definitely define my staying here in Beijing as an exile, nothing more, and nothing less. It was an exile, absolutely! Throwing me to an unknown country I only visited once and only for two weeks, ignoring my protests and reasoning, and even refusing my university of choice. I felt absolutely miserable. I understood the reason they sent me abroad, but...
Short Story
Nov.10.2008
Never been published
As I look outside, I saw a flock of birds flying away, apartment buildings shone dimly, and a shade of dark orange, the last soul of the sun. As the sun sets earlier and rises later, I began to think about night. The long, dark and cold night at the beginning of winter. I always wondered how my eyes pierce through others, examining them and concluding how they...
Poem
Nov.09.2008
Never been published
[Note : I feel like writing, so here's a fresh from oven one]    To keep a balance Not to be violated by any cause He sat there and watched silently From the dark room he came He filled his heart with ice So he could persevere To pass his time alone With nothingness around This is the watcher's burden Could do nothing Only watching and reporting No feelings...
Poem
Nov.09.2008
Never been published
[Note : I never found a title for my works, so I've been using ordinal numbers to name them. But there's no significance in numbering with the content of the poet. I feel like I want to post this one out, so there it is.]    What is sadness? Are they the tears you shed? Are they the pain you had? Are they the wounds you healed? And, what is this feeling that...