Saved by the sycamore_Flyer_The drifter_On The Surface
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Saved by the sycamore
The sycamore tree rose tall and proud from the soft, velvety grass. Its bark holds ancient secrets, its roots are more powerful than an average tree, its leaves pure and bright. The sycamore tree reaches for the heavens. The tree is the savior of many, a hero to countless lives.A young girl looked out the window from her room, gazing at the tree in her backyard. Her eyes narrowed in concentration, squinting at the sycamore. She heard the stories, yet she refused to believe them. She was about to open her bedroom door, her fingers grazing the doorknob, when she heard a soft melody, calming and ...
Flyer
That's the thing about this city like aliens come here everyday. The name of the city is Flyer. The first time the aliens were discovered here was a story which goes like this. A hot wind rattles the roof of our shanty. Corrugated metal bucks up and down, scrabbling against rough-hewn tops of thin walls, straining at threaded wires that bind it into place. Like some kind of monster.“It’s just a rumour,” I say.“Put on your spectacles,” Mother tells me.“We’ve been hearing it for months.”“This is different, Daughter. Put on your spectacles.”I have an old-style pair. Big, black, bookish. Retro. I’...
The drifter
JJ had been working up the courage to make the announcement. After a significant redundancy exercise, his former organisation had downsized globally. JJ had only been home a few months, and already he was feeling hemmed in and itching to leave. There was no enticing work locally to speak of, and the novelty of family time was wearing thin. His two siblings were back at work, and his parents were now looking at him with some anxiety, hoping he wasn't going to be jobless for long."Okwww.onedoor.cc, son, we are all seated for this grand announcement. Make it quick. I have jobs to do around the house."JJ's fath...
On The Surface
All I remember from April 7th, 2008, was the loud crash followed by the sounds of my mother screaming. All I remember was my dad getting my sister and I to a small jet that took us to who knows where. All I remember was running into the small bunker, being frightened and worried.In the year of 2008, we were already having climate change really bad. Terrorists had released a bad chemical into the air, causing the climate to change significantly. Places that were usually super hot, now had icebergs and snow that appeared overnight. Places that were cold, had dried up to desert land. People suffe...