Fiction: Group 4
The Porcelain Locket
The Chinese Foundation Secondary School, Tang, Yan Chuen Grace - 16,
Fiction: Group 4
veryone you lost, will definitely leave a mark behind.
Staring at the starry Victoria Harbour, I couldn’t help stop thinking about you, the
moments we had been spending together and the promise you had made before you left. At
that time, if it hadn't been you, I wouldn’t be sitting here peacefully.
2 months ago, on a freezing Saturday night, I was sitting on the same bench, thinking of my new
chemistry teacher, Ms Cheung, who was going to take over Ms Chuang’s place. There was no any early
notice before Ms Chuang told us today was her last day working at the school. This new teacher was so
deficient in explaining her ideas to us. I missed Ms Chuang a lot!
I rose my head to watch the laser beam as they flew across the dark sky. Yet, there was something
unusual tonight. In a flash, I saw a big neon green triangle formed in the sky by the laser beams and was
presented in an eerie way. Despite the fact that this triangle seemed familiar to me, I couldn’t remember
when had I seen it before. Maybe, grief brought by the sudden leave of Ms Chuang had made my mind
went crazy.
Ring! Ring! Ring!...
I heavily picked up my phone, a picture of Joyce smiling sweetly, was shown on the screen.
“Hi.” I answered.
“Hi, Grace! Long time no see since last summer. Wanna hang out tomorrow?” It was always Joyce
who lightened my days up whenever I was down. There was no one in this world who would always be
there for me anytime anywhere. She was like a guardian angel of mine, watching me and supporting me.
“ Okay, but where? ”
“Shek O Beach? I’ve been longing to go there for a long time. ”
“So, as usual, ten o’clock at Chai Wan MTR station? ”
“ Sure, see you then,”
“ Bye. ”
The next morning, I was woke by Joyce’s call. She had never given me a silent morning each time
we hanged out. I quickly put my headphones on and rushed to the train station.
On the way to the beach, Joyce was speaking non-stoply about her different dialects she had learned from
her new friend, Harold. “ Harold is really an awesome guy, yet a bit mysterious. He has just come to our
class last week. No one knows where he comes from even though we have asked him many times.”
“ Grace, I’ve invited him to come, would you mind? ”
“What? Who? ”
“Harold! No worries, he is so nice and cute.” Joyce looked at me like she did every time begging
me for something. Well, even if I objected, she had already asked him, what could I say?
On the beach, the sky was quite clear. Sunlight gently kissed my pale skin, making golden sand glows. The
sea was shimmering until the end of the horizon. The sand was just so soft that made me feel like stepping
on my blanket.
“ There he was. Harold, over here! ” Joyce waved at a tall boy leaning against a giant rock. He was
a head taller than me. His chocolate brown skin lied on his muscular body. I couldn’t tell why, he seemed to
be a person that I knew a long time ago, but I wonder where had I met him?
“Hi Joyce! Hi Grace! What a nice day, isn’t it? ” Harold was wearing a white t-shirt and a pair of black
jeans. But wait! How did he know me? Urh! Joyce must have told him. I knew her.
For the entire morning, Joyce and Harold had been playing by the sea. Nonetheless, I would rather
enjoy the summer breeze, the warmth of the soft sand and the symphony of the waves. These were all the
presents that Mother Nature gave us. Why not took her offer on this relaxing day?
“Hey sweetie!” Joyce ran to me like a little puppy just had come out of the pool.
“ I am going to get you two some drinks. Maybe you can spend some time with him. It won’t last
too long.” She blinked at me before I rejected her.
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