It Came Back_A Battle for the Soul_Edgar Nikephoros Huntinger, P.I._Water Freezes at 150mph
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It Came Back
“That cat’s back,” said Ann. “What cat?” said Jon.“That black cat that showed up, maybe last year,” said Ann. “I want it gone.”She was looking out the front door window. Their front porch was carpeted, and the two steps up were wet. But the deck itself was dry, and the cat was laying in the middle. It was asleep.“Get it off the porch,” said Ann. He went to their room to get his slippers and made a comment about it being a harmless cat. Ann wouldn’t have listened even if she’d heard. “What I was trying to say was that there is candy all over the porch,’ said Anne. She sat down at their dining r...
A Battle for the Soul
I am transfixed, staring at a wound in the earth. A jet of steam shoots out, and a heartbeat later, boiling water spews forth, sending a whirl of steam around it. A moment later, as suddenly as it began, the eruption stops. The cloud drifts over a bubbling lake, joining the blanket of steam resting on the surface. The edges of the lake are vibrant yellow and orange. Trillions of microscopic lifeforms live there. It’s perfect for them. It’s home. Even the most extreme creatures found a happy place for themselves. I try to repress the sudden self-pity, but it’s already there. My throat aches—the...
Edgar Nikephoros Huntinger, Pwww.onedoor.cc.I.
On April 30, in downtown Miami, Florida, a car turned the corner. Its tires screeched as it bumped a palm tree that stood precariously there. It jolted, moved back, then continued, with frenzied speed. The harsh sunlight of early morning gleamed on its black chrome. A young boy and his mother, who crossed the street at that moment, were momentarily blinded. Too late, the boy saw the monstrous vehicle. He screamed as it rammed into them, so hard it knocked them down, moved over them, then abruptly turned, roared, and screeched back around the corner. The scent of burnt rubber rose in the muggy ...
Water Freezes at 150mph
Water Freezes at 150mphby Kenneth Bryan VillagonezaLiving almost my whole life as an orphan, I am fascinated watching how family’s bond get so strong. How sometimes they bicker on simple things. How they grow apart and live with a family of their own, then miss each other but during reunions all they talk about is how to pide their inheritance. Why would the eldest gets to own the family business? How the youngest has lived his life away from the responsibilities and that he does not deserve a single penny from the inheritance. Relatives that looks down on you. Sometimes blood isn't thicker th...