My World_THE MYSTERY OF THE MOON_The Flight of Jack-Rabbit_I'll call you S.T.A.R.
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My World
There wasn’t much to say. There never was when you were alone.That is, until the doorbell rang.I was in my room—or what was left of it. The ceiling was still caved in, piling on the space my bed had occupied. The once-pink-and-blue-striped walls stood bleak and gray. Time had corroded the paint and the dinosaur drawings I’d doodled on it. Dust blanketed everything. I was lost in the emptiness once again, in another episode of wordless grief, when it rang.The dilapidated house had become just another hollow shell, a corpse, an echo of what it used to be. It was still my home, but instead of an ...
THE MYSTERY OF THE MOON
Today was the day I had been dreading the most in my entire life. Today was the day, I, Angela Maxwell, hadwww.onedoor.cc to go to the moon for a special solo project from my company, NASA . Since I was the 'star or the MVP of the year' and all that other nonsense, I was chosen to go to the moon in a rocket and when I arrived there, I had to see, and find out whether any other forms of life existed on the moon or not. And after that, I had to find out whether the moon had any mineral deposits and all that. Wow, I may have won MVP of the year, but going in a rocket is CERTAINLY not my idea of fun since, beli...
The Flight of Jack-Rabbit
September 5, 3215 The Moon Troopers. My luck has run out. Run I did but relentless was their pursuit. I could feel my heartbeat drumming in my ears. Gasping in my suit’s filtered air, I urged my aching body to keep going, dashing over protruding debris. I almost tripped over a metal scrap, barely seeing it in the dimming sunset. I can hear them speeding up. I looked behind me and saw the land rover, dust behind its trail. A Trooper pointed a gun at me. I discarded my pack in the hopes of being faster. I heard a faint crash as it hit the ground. My chest was a riot. Come on, damn legs. Get me...
I'll call you S.T.A.R.
The abyss had a way of looking at me that made me feel safe. It was quiet, peaceful. Quite lovely to be frank. The immense blanket of darkness that surrounds me has comforted me as long as I can recall. From time to time there would be music, murmurs that travelled from far away to be translated into unrecognizable syllables. Sometimes the darkness would bring me friends, some would stay and some would go. A few times us gaseous clouds dissolved into one another and created a new being. I let myself indulge in relaxation as I melt into the universe's mold of me.OUCH! A sharp pain attacked me. ...