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Posted 7/27/10 , edited 7/28/10
*will make all pretty in a bit |D*

Happy Place
story by embie

I’ve spent my whole life trying to find the happiest place on Earth.

I’ve never seemed to find it.

Every country I’ve been to just... hasn’t hit that spot of my heart or my brain or whatever makes me happy.

There’s always been something missing.

But I could never find out what that something was.

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My latest attempt at the happiest place was a semi-large college town in the USA.

I sat on a bench looking around at the college students wandering around. Did they look all that happy?

No, not really…

Most of them looked like they were about ready to shoot themselves. I remembered my college days, in the not too distant past; I’d graduated two years ago. I could clearly remember the sleepless nights and the agonizing night-before-the-exam. I don’t even know why I would try a college town for happiness.

But, who knows? Maybe the collegiate atmosphere would enlighten me somehow.

I hefted a large sigh as I looked around me.

So many unhappy faces… Some looked like they were happy, but I could see right through those masks. It was very few people I saw that were truly happy. And those were the ones that were clearly drunk.

I sighed and got up to leave, knowing my search for happiness here would end short and unsuccessful.

As I got up, I bumped into one of the students. He was a younger one, from the looks of it. A freshman, still awkward with the campus.

“Ah, sorry.” I helped him up; I’d bumped him hard enough to make him lose his balance.

“No, that’s alright… Sorry, sir.”

I laughed openly, and then checked myself. “Oh, sorry. Don’t call me sir. Makes me feel old…”

The kid brushed off his knees a little, and tried to smile.

“Well, gotta be going.” I held up my hand in parting, and turned to leave.

Only to bump into another student.

This time, it was a girl. She was also young looking. “You alright?” I asked her and offered a hand to help her up.

She willingly and gladly took my offered hand and got up, laughing. “Ahaha, yeah, I’m fine. I swear, I’m such a clutz! Gotta watch where I’m going…!” She looked up at me, and tilted her head. “You’re not… from here are you?”

I nodded. “How can you tell…?”

She pointed at my clothing. “No one here could afford something nice like that. College students are poor.”

I nodded at her sound logic. She was correct; I’d grown up rich. My parents had funded my traveling the past two years since college.

I looked at her strangely. She laughed at me.


“You look like you’re about to say something really deep.”

I looked at her in bewilderment. “Deep? I’ve never said a deep thing in my life.”

She shrugged. “All the same.” She tucked her brown curls behind her ear, and said, “Anyways, gotta get to my class now. See you around, or not.”

She left, and I turned around, on my marry-seeking way again. I glanced at the first kid I’d bumped into, who was looking at me. “Erm… what?”

The kid shrugged. “Dunno. You look weird. Go buy some normal clothes.”

With that, the freshman left ascurrying, and I wagged an angry fist at his back.

“Normal clothes… what does he know…?”

Nevertheless, I pulled at my jacket, looking down at it. Did I really look that odd?

I headed toward a local clothing store to fix that.

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I was only planning on spending two week in this place. I doubted it would be my happy place. I figured I might as well leave this minute.

“Gotta keep an open mind…” I mumbled at myself as I sat at a table in a small coffee shop.

The weather here was horrible; mostly cold, and gloomy. When it was sunny, it was blinding with the white snow on the ground; or it just illuminated the dirty black snow so that it stuck out like a sore thumb.

Almost everything here was ugly.

I was thinking about calling to change my flight to the next day. Packing wouldn’t be an issue; I’d barely even unpacked.

“One hot chocolate, extra whipped cream and sprinkles!” I turned at a voice that pecked at my memory. It was that girl from before.

She turned to find a seat once she got her coffee, and noticed me.

“Hey, you look normal now!” She came right up to me and sat at my table, as if we were old friends.

“This is normal?” I pulled at the clothes I’d bought. It was unbelievably tacky clothing, mass-produced and over priced.

“Yeah, pretty much.” She sipped at her extra cream, extra sprinkles hot chocolate.

“That’ll make you fat,” I pointed out.

She shrugged. “I’ve had one of these every day for as long as I’ve been here. Hasn’t been a problem.” She pulled the scarf from around her neck and slithered out of her coat. She was right; her figure was not a problem. Even through the thick sweater, I could tell she was fit, that her three measurements must be nearly perfect.

“And how long is that?” I am curious as to how long she’d been here; how old she was, perhaps.

“Four years. Gonna graduate this year.”

I was baffled. “You’re a senior?” I’d thought she was a freshman!

She laughed. “Yeah, I get that a lot. I have a baby face, and I’m short.” She took another sip. “But yeah, I’m a senior.”

I sat for a few moments, and then laughed. “Sorry for assuming you were so young!”

She smiled and shook her head. “Nah, it’s fine. I’m used to it now.”

I sipped at my own coffee, and leaned back.

“So, would you say you are happy?” The question was egging at my brain. She seemed happy, didn’t she? Even though she was stuck in a place like this?

She didn’t even hesitate. She nodded eagerly. “Yes, very happy!” She took another sip of her drink.

I didn’t see it. How could one be so happy in a place like this?

I shrugged, and got up. “Well, I’ve got to get going now. Have a nice day,” I said, but paused. “What’s your name, by the way?”

She glanced at me. “And you?”


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As my stay in that small, cold, dark college town drew closer to its end, I thought about where to go next.

Would Jamaica be a happy place? Maybe I should try Japan?

I was pondering this when I felt a tap on my head. I looked up, and around until I spotted Lucy behind me. “Ah, hello again,” I said, and returned to my pondering.

She sat on the bench next to me, and looked over at me.

“What are you thinking about?”

I raised my eyes to the overcast sky, and heaved a sigh. “Where I’m going next.”

I could feel the inquisitive eyes on the side of my head.

“I travel around… trying to find a place where I can feel happy.” I wondered why I was telling her. It was none of her business, really. But she had asked in a way that I couldn’t refuse, really.

“So you’re not happy anywhere?” She leaned back and looked up as well, her scarf falling down her back.

I shook my head. “Nope. I’ve never felt particularly happier in any one place.”

Lucy sighed. “Hmm…”

And then she said something surprising. “Lucky…”

I looked at her, so confused.

“If you’re not happy in any one place, you can travel a lot without missing anything… you can go from Switzerland to Africa and then to Florida and not feel bad about leaving the other places.”

I raised my eyebrows at her; this was a very… different way of thinking about it. It wasn’t exactly a bad way of thinking, though.

Was I really the lucky one?

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I left that small town a few days later, and stayed at home for a few days before booking a flight to Jamaica. Sure I would find my happiness there.

As I sat on the plane, that long plane ride, I thought about what Lucy said. Would I miss Jamaica?

Would that mean that my happiness was there?

I sighed, and fell asleep.

When I awoke to the sound of the pilot announcing our descent, I shifted in my seat. Gathering my things and preparing to exit the plane, I yawned.

As I stepped out into the heat of Jamaica, I smiled. Maybe I would be happy here…

I soon grew to hate that heat though, as I made my way to the terminal. The airport I’d landed in was small so the passengers all had to walk from the plane to the building. The heat became oppressive a few steps into that walk.

Once in the cool air-conditioned building, I set my things down and sat for a moment. I’d rented a car, and I went to get the key from the help desk in the baggage claim area, and brought my things to the shiny black Ford.

The hotel I was going to stay at was pricey, but five-star. I was very comfortable as I sank into the chair in my room.

I sighed, closed my eyes, and smile, leaning my head back.

The trip had tired me, but I was used to that. I was used to traveling.

And, unbidden to me, that small college town suddenly poked its way into my thoughts.

I shooed the thought away and got up, looking out the window.

The pool was down there, and I decided it was time for a swim. There was a swim-up bar, too.

I was in my trunks, dipping my feet into the perfect-temperature water when I thought about that college town again. Why was I thinking about it when I had all of this?

I let myself slip into the water, and ignored those lingering thoughts, swimming up to the bar and ordering a piña colada.

That night, as I lay in the large, comfortable bed, I had the thought again.

I sat up, agitated.

“Why the hell do I miss that place!?”

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The next day, I was on another flight. I was determined to find out why I was so bent on missing the cold and dark town with tacky clothes.

I slept on the flight again, and, you guessed it. I dreamt about that town.

As I got off the plane in the cold little town, I looked around. I decided the best way to figure out what I was missing was to go to the places I’d been at most.

I tried sitting at that bench, I tried sitting in that coffee shop.

No results.

I furrowed my brows, and crossed my arms.

It wasn’t until I saw Lucy walking nearby that I felt that wave of- yes, it must be- happiness.

“Lucy…!” I clapped my hand over my mouth once I realized I’d said it loud enough for her to hear me, and turn to face me.

There was a smile on her face as she walked up to me. “You’re back to this cold, little college town?” She was almost smirking.

I looked away, feeling foolish. “Well, you see… I found my happiness here. I think…”

She smiled and nudged my shoulder with her own; lifting herself onto her tippy-toes to do it. “And? What is it that makes you happy about this place?”

I looked away even more, and mumbled, “You…”

She smiled, and linked her arm in mine. “Happy places can be all around you if you’re with someone you like.”

I harrumphed and shrugged, but walked with her to that little coffee shop to get two extra whipped cream, extra sprinkles hot chocolates.

Posted 7/27/10 , edited 7/28/10
before reading, LOL "Happy place"
& everytime i see Joe now, i will think of HOE . : D
fair warning before i begin reading :3
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I was baffled. “You’re a senior?” I’d thought she was a freshman!

She laughed. “Yeah, I get that a lot. I have a baby face, and I’m short.”

AHAHAA probably gonna STILLLL get that alot since im TECHNICALLY a senior now |D
baby face & short owo THATS ME!
*continues reading

NOT ITS "Hoe..." XD
Posted 7/27/10 , edited 7/28/10
Hmmm.. soooo, how OLD is this Hoe guy anyway?

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You meant PEDOPHILIA I think |D

BTW.. she's a Senior in COLLEGE you know. NOT high school =w=
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OOPSS AGAIN I FORGOT COLLEDGE ... goshh i was NOT paying attention in this storyyy xD

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I'm guessing this is NOT one of my better works lol XD
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LOL nooo its just probably bcuz my mind thought this dude was VERY old and liked bumping into little girlss D:
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"I remembered my college days, in the not too distant past; I’d graduated two years ago."
Unless he was an old man in college =w=
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