The Kiss_User’s Manual for your New Bunker_Silence_Dr. Sickle Part 1
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The Kiss
"Speak now."Trust me. I tried but to no avail. I was speechless. My mind was all jumbled, and I had no words. There was a vibe between us, and our chemistry made my emotions boil over. It was like I stepped out of my body and was an onlooker as the scene unfolded. My brain began to retrace the events of this pastwww.onedoor.cc summer, and it all led up to this. She kissed me!*******************The year was 1993、 I was fresh out of school for the summer break. My freshman year of high school was in the books. This girl, right here, could not wait to drop my bags in my room and head to the park to enjoy the e...
User’s Manual for your New Bunker
Congratulations on becoming the proud new owner of this state-of-the-art Pioneer Development survival bunker! My name is Andrew “Ace” Larsen, the CEO of Pioneer Development, and I’m here to walk you through how to use and operate this facility. Once we’re done here, you and your loved ones will be able to breeze through any potential catastrophe. You’ll be living in so much comfort, you might not ever want to leave!Your bunker is located in the lovely Parchment Hills region of Southern California. It’s surrounded by acres of native palo verde trees, and is a prime spot for bird watching. Keep ...
Silence
Goody-two shoes, geek, dork, I’ve heard them all. They never bothered me. I float through life on pure ambition for the future. I know exactly where I’m headed and how I want to get there, so it’s easy to turn down the volume of the world. Now though, now, I don’t hear those names anymore. No one even talks to me. They throw me looks of pity and sympathy, like they really know what I’ve been through. They could never understand, and I don’t want them to. And as that one group of brats makes a circle around me in this dream, closing in for a group hug, I have a flashback:I’m in the passenger se...
Dr. Sickle Part 1
The roar of applause thundered through the auditorium, as I stepped on the stage. Staring past the glow of the spotlights, I scanned the faces of the crowd. Blind, I thought to myself. They know not who they cheer for.At that moment, the President Bush placed the Medal of Freedom around my neck, shook my hand and blared in the microphone, “Let’s give our congratulations to Dr. Sickle. He’s certainly earned it.”Applause and cheers echoed, as I was escorted to the podium. The din died down and the nameless faces waited for my speech.As I peered at the crowd, I saw the look to those looking for h...