A Vietnamese Inheritance_Teddy's tale of time_The impostor Among us_Office Worker
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A Vietnamese Inheritance
Sydney Jones sat in her small apartment’s living room, scrolling through Facebook for the umpteenth time today. Since the apartment’s only window opened to face a lovely slum alley and a 12-story building with no attractive features on its design, social media was her only true view of the outside world. It also didn’t help too much that she never left her tiny home. You see, many years ago, Sydney was diagnosed with agoraphobia, the fear of leaving home. Or, as Sydney’s therapist whom she met with once a week via Skype explained, it was the fear of having an anxiety attack in uncontrollable c...
Teddy's tale of time
Teddy’s tale of time This was supposed to be the happiest day of my life. I finally get to meet my grandfather. I have heard the most amazing stories of his travels from my family. My mom said that when he was only 10 years old, Grandpa Buck fought off a lion with only a spoon. The closest I have gotten to meeting gramps is over a call when I was 8、 Now I’m 15、 A little bit about me. I am in the 10th grade, doing okay. I have made the football team every year, mom thinks that I got grandpas fighting genes. I think it is because my dad's brother is the coach, and pays him to put me one the team...
The impostor Among us
Hello I’m bananas3000. I’m a really shy guy and do not talk to people much. I’m yellow in color. I wear a banana peal on my head as a hat. My body is just a bone covered with rubber, and I carry an oxygen tank everywhere weather it’s in an office, HeadQuaters, or a spaceship….Can you guess who am I?...Yes you guessed right, I’m a crewmate from among us……WAIT!....Isn’t among us just a game …Well yes, it is a game but not “just” a game. We, the crewmates have a whole life behind the game….And yes, there are real parasite creatures called impostors disguised as crewmatesAMONG UShere is what happe...
Office Worker
The lights turned off, leaving the entire seventeenth floor of the office complex in darkness, except for the computers with their screensavers showing exotic locations. Swearing loudly, Maggie staggered out of her chair, it’s wheels squeaking on the scratched lino, and flicked on one of the desk lampswww.onedoor.cc. It’s yellow light shone over her desk, illuminating the pile of papers she’d neatly placed after completion, and casting shadows across the surrounding cubicles. Shivering, Maggie wrapped her coat around more tightly. “Why the hell is it so cold in here?” she muttered to herself, as she gently ...