Curiosity against Good Manners

To his surprise on his first night at the new house, Robert discovers that it's not as bad as he thought.

The first night they spent at the new house, Robert just couldn’t sleep. His eyes were wide open like an owl at night. He had been moving from one side of the bed to another for the past forty-five minutes. It was impossible to fall asleep when the wind outside was moving the tree branches, banging them against the window, making that horror movie, kind of sound. Robert gave up his efforts to fall asleep, kicked the blankets down, and sat up leaning his back against the headboard of his bed. He patted his hair and rubbed his eyes. Everything inside the house was silence. How could them be sleeping so peacefully in a strange place like this?, he wondered. Looking to the side of his bed, he saw the black alarm-clock on the nightstand and pushed the button on the top making the screen illuminate to reveal the time, 11:59 PM.

“Are you joking me?” Exclaimed Robert with his British accent, putting his hands over his face in despair.

He finally decided to get up from bed before he had a nervous breakdown. Facing something new like this was to him like, telling someone who is afraid of heights to jump off from a falling plane in order to save their life. This was something he would never do if it was up to him, but now that he was in it, he just had to do it, and go through it one way or another.

His barefoot feet walked the wooden floor down the hall passing through his parent’s room where there was no other sound but his father’s snoring. Making his steps as silent as a feather falling to the ground, was one of the things he had become an expert on. All those nights sneaking out of his house to go out with his friends, had served him as good training.

He finally made it to the backyard. The feeling of his feet touching the fresh green grass made a mild smile escape his lips, and so it seemed to be the first thing he liked about that house. He spotted an old log that was lying in the middle of the garden and walking towards it, he decided to sit down. He looked up to the sky and observed the clouds being fade slowly by the wind pushing them but revealing a stunning starry sky. Robert’s eyes could not stare anywhere else but at those breathtaking shining diamonds floating in the dark sky. He then pointed at them with his index finger trying to count as many as he could, but he had lose counting before he knew it, it was impossible to count them all.

“Keep your eyes on the stars, and your feet on the ground”. Robert whispered, quoting from Theodore Roosevelt.

That was a special quote for him. It remind him that people could dream as big and high  as the stars, as long as they were capable of keeping their feet on the ground. He just hated how success could turn humble people into arrogant. He surely did not wanted to be like that. And that was why more than just a quote it had turned into a kind of rule on his life. And he sure was a dreamer.

As he was mesmerized by the starry sky and deep on his thoughts, the loud sound of a door slamming, forced him back to reality. He looked to the sides, but could not see anything, or anyone. But he was sure the sound had been loud enough to be merely his imagination. Standing up from the log he took he picked up a stone and took small steps towards the left side of the garden. If that had been a cat or any other animal, he would just go and scare the heck out of it, he just loved to do so. As he was getting closer to the high wire fence, a soft female voice made him stop his steps completely. He could tell by the voice, that this person was sweet and caring. It was like the tone of voice you hear when a mother talks to her baby. A voice that reflects genuine love.

As he stopped, there was a conflict going on in his mind. By one side there were his good manners telling him that it wouldn’t be appropriate to be nosy with the neighbors on his first day there. By the other side, there was his curiosity which was telling him that he should not keep the doubt of what was going on in the other side of the fence, and that he had to find out who was this girl with such a beautiful voice.

Finally, curiosity wins the battle and he continued walking towards the fence. When he got there, he tried looking through an opening in the fence, which really didn’t allow him to see that much, but he could see enough to get a glimpse of the girl.

She was wearing black sweatpants and a navy blue sweatshirt. Her wavy honey hair falling down her back was all Robert could see. He hoped she would turn around and let him see her face. Without noticing, he accidentally dropped the stone he had on his hand making a sound that caught the girl’s attention to look where Robert was. Noticing she started walked towards him; he ducked, leaning on the wall hoping she would not see him. Otherwise how could he explain that he had been quietly watching her for the past three minutes?.  As she got closer, the wind made her sweet pea and lily scent travel to meet Robert’s nose making his heart take a small leap out of his chest. He was paralyzed until the girl finally walked away back to her house.

Robert did the same and as he was on his room again he walked toward the window, which had a fair view of the girl’s house backyard.

“I got to know your name, and I need to see your face”. He said to himself as he looked down.

After the second good thing he had come across in the house for that night. His eyes now felt so heavy he was sure this time he would be able to sleep. He plopped on his bed, only that the sweet pea and Lily scent seemed to have stick to his nose, making him smile and making him more determined to find out who she was.

Reviews

[Neon]

"Curiosity Against Good Manners" this chapter grabs my all attention into the words reading 'em carefully Which's further means, "Your able to grab a reader's attention" and that means, "Your a great writer"
Me too want to write books but I can't but I still want to write but now I wanna write as same as yours ones. I love this chapter much, it's my fav. chapter. I didn't find any kinda Grammatical errors or anything else bad but everything is good and well written with the clear cut understanding.

By the way, As a friend, I've to let you know that here in this line, you've forgot writing "H" have a look

As he stopped, there was a conflict going on in is mind.
Replace it with
As he stopped, there was a conflict going on "His" mind, not "Is"
Overall is good!

Now, as I said, "I love this chapter" so, now I'd love to say, "You really inspired my by your words penning into the chapter and I must say, "If you keep putting your hard efforts making chapters then one day, the world'd be beneath on your feet indeed." Your my best writer on this cafe's site (Believe me, am "Not" kidding) it's true, you've got me, won my heart, you've made a place into the depth of my heart as a great writer of the world, I love your stuffs.

Keep writing, Marcy!
Your the best writer i've ever seen because I've read some more writers stuffs and mostly I founded that they write their stuffs in a very tough language which's very good but what I think, is if you don't able to grab reader's attention on your stuffs then there's not a worth of your stuffs so, here ..I must have to give you one star for your this plus point that you write in a very smooth, easy language and keep in your mind that "To be a great writer or an author, smoothest and simple language is must." because people love reading those novels much which're well written with the smoothest language because it has some benefits .. have a look below for it's knowing it's advantages ...

1st. Time-Saving
2nd. Easily understanding
3rd. More attention
4th. Enjoyable in reading (if the concept is excellent as same as this chapter)
5th. Proper analyse the theme... & so on.

So, keep writing as same as your still writing. One day, "You'll a greatest writer of the world and everybody'd be reading your novels every-time."
May God bless you!

100/100!

[Marcy Chavez]

Again, Thanks a lot!! for your great and sincere reviewing of my works. My purpose when I'm writing is that readers can enjoy it and get involved in the story and identified with the characters, when people really connect with my works that's the greatest satisfaction I can have.
Thanks once again for saying that I am a great writer. You too are an awesome writing buddy and very talented. As I have said, I do not get poems sometimes, their deep meaning, but I tried to understand them the best I can. And yours are spoken from the heart.
It would be very interesting to read a book of yours, I'm sure you can write one, trust me, I have no doubts about it, and I think you have nothing to lose and everything to win, so give it a try! I will be looking forward to read it!.
Also thanks for pointing the "H" error, I did not noticed this, maybe my eyes were too tired at the time. I'm so addicted to writing that I don't care about sleeping sometimes. lol
And yes I feel you about the complicated words writers use sometimes, and I too get easily bored and most likely won't continued reading a book like that. So I'm so glad to hear that my writing is understandable.

You are super kind and thanks for taking a little of your precious and valuable time to read my stories. I love doing the same for you.

- Marcy

[Neon]

My pleasure once again!

O' my beautiful, Marcy, you've won my heart, you've made a place in my heart as a greatest friend ever ... I really don't deserve your splendid words you labeled me because am not that good as you are but am thankful to you for the great words, it makes my day ...

you know what, your these words really encouraged me to start writing books too ..

"It would be very interesting to read a book of yours, I'm sure you can write one, trust me, I have no doubts about it, and I think you have nothing to lose and everything to win, so give it a try! I will be looking forward to read it!"

Wow, what the great words! Thanks, beautiful! Am honored!

Ha! Yeah, sometimes me too don't sleep when I get lost into my stuffs writings. It's my pleasure to notify you about a very little minor error because the friends always help friends :) So, again, thank you for not feeling offended by that "H" error. Haha! :)

Yup! Your right, me too don't like reading those book which're written in a very tough language because it's just a wastage of time if you don't get the meaning of the theme and put your maximum time understanding the meaning of the words...yeah, sometimes, it's nice reading to learn something new and more from there but I think, with the age, we learn more and more oneself doing things in a right way :)

Yeah, am really enjoying this book!
Ha! It's what dear one what I felt about your chapter and I just jotted into the words ... am glad you love my words even you really deserve to have those words, I labeled you because, your really a very outstanding writer... but hey, I'd love to say you one think, keep it save into your heart and a mind that "DON'T GIVE UP AND DON'T STOP WRITING!"

..Because i've seen here many writers who start writing novels and then stop writing more and more and that's what makes me feel bad because giving up is not a solution of your problems .. anyway, it's a greatest pleasure to me that your still writing and hey, if you keep writing continue then am sure, am damn the hell yeah sure that "Your a upcoming professional writer!"

Keep uploading more and more chapters, it's what that makes me feel good that you the great writers write and I learn much new from you all but please don't stop writing because I hate when the great and so outstanding writers as same as you give up and stop writing ..

so, whatever be the situation, whenever you are, how you feel bad or good, whatever time you've worst or good, just write and write because time changes every second and tomorrow's not as same as today, life's a journey and in this journey, you'd have to pass though many roadblocks but, you don't have to stop, you've to walk and walk because you've to write and write to touch the sky with your hands because there's a light right after the world of nights!
Keep it remember!

Your awesome, Marcy!