Road trip Gone Wrong_In the year 2045_The Lake House_Deodourant
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Road trip Gone Wrong
Jake BuckleyRoad Trip Gone Wrong “Is everything packed up?” “Yeah we are good to go!”, I said as I slammed the trunk to my best friend’s white SUV. We were about to embark on a cross country road trip from Los Angeles, California to Miami, Florida. One of our best friends from high school was getting married, and thanks to Adam’s extreme fear of flying, an airplane was not an option for us. At first, I was very reluctant to agree to accompany him on this journey, a forty hour drive seemed a bit excessive for wwww.onedoor.cchat could have been a five hour plane ride. Nonetheless, I did not want him to ...
In the year 2045
In the year 2045"Simply aim and shoot." Mark firmly said as his hands steady his daughter, Janneke's shoulders, as she aimed at the target. With sweaty palms, she pulled back the trigger, startled by the force of the gun, cursing under her breath. "Dad, I just can't do it, " Janneke moaned. "Yes, you can. Just try again." Mark commented in hopes of encouraging Janneke. "Why?" – "Because I need to know that you'd be safe."- Safe from what?" – "You know, just in case that, um. - "In case of what, dad?" Her empathic words fell on deaf ears. "Okay, let's try again," Mark said as he reloaded the pi...
The Lake House
“By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire.” Everything by the lake house was on fire. The wooden chairs on the stairs and some boxes with old stuff in them. I called out for John to come and help me extinguish the fire. We went running with buckets of water from the lake and used the hose. After an hour we had managed to stop the fire from spreading. The lake house was not damaged that much it only got to the stairs. John was looking around. He said we should rest and that we would check it in the morning. I hugged him and went back to sleep. I was too sleepy to ask him question...
Deodourant
It's all in your head – that’s what they always said to her when she overthought and stressed. They’re half-right: Esther’s truth was that reality is all in our heads; in any environment a plethora of simultaneous sensations are picked up by her eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and skin which then input into her mind. The output is a projection generated as her brain dances with activity to maintain and update the image in real-time.She liked riddles and absurd questions, and one of them would find itself revisiting her head.If a tree were to fall in a forest and no one was around, would it make a sou...