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Michael NguyenRob HF.O. Morier Stories 04-07

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  • Old Lady Backflips
  • Saving Time
  • Spic and span...
  • The Early Train
  • Old Lady Backflips

    Me, Nathan, and my two friends, Enid and Wilson, arrived at the swimming pool together. I asked them what they have been up to since we haven't seen each other in a couple days.“Alwww.onedoor.ccl I do is watch movies and read shitty books. What have you been up to Wilson?”, said Enid.“I programmed my door to open when I wave at it,” said Wilson.“That’s lame,” I replied.“Wow that’s kind of cool.”“You’re such a nerd,” I said.“I know I am and I like it,” Wilson proudly exclaimed.We split up to change clothes and then met back up with Enid in the pool. We got wet and then hovered around the ping board. The indo...nfgone door

    Saving Time

    Saving TimeThey sat and watched the timeline imploding right before their eyes. No one knew what to do, or how to stop it. Hours imploded into days and days disappeared into months, then years.Where was it leading? None of them knew. What was causing it? They had no idea. They just knew it was happening.The heavenly computers were working so fast, if it were an old-time cartoon, you would expect to see smoke pouring out of them. The archangels all watched and waited. Their wings drooped as if even they were saddened by the events unfolding. The Archangel Raziel was the only one whose wings did...nfgone door

    Spic and span...

    If you look for things you will never find them. Especially if you keep looking. The trick is not to look for them, and then you will find them. Sounds deep, doesn't it? I am always looking for wisdom. And that may sound banal, but at least less banal than saying that everyone must do their bit to save the planet, but that it won't look pretty. I do not understand such a sentence. I spend my days writing stories. Well, what am I saying, days? I mean my free time. And I intend to write children's stories, but I don't think my stories are suitable for children. Or maybe they are. I don´t know. W...nfgone door

    The Early Train

    Sophia had her coat draped over her like a blanket to try and catch up on the sleep she’d missed being up in time for the 5am train. But she could not seem to drift off. Instead, she watched vague lights pass by the window and thought deeply about nothing in particular.More passengers got on in Mallow and the once near empty carriage turned half full. A man about her own age sat in the seat across from her. He was wearing a black coat made of some quality material, like the kind your mother would buy you for mass on Christmas eve, and he had put great effort into making his hair look tousled. ...nfgone door

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