Caverns_My fantasy_ghosted_My only choice
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Caverns
I should have chosen the dark door.Around me, ghostly, multicolored wisps of mist swirled around me, giving the cavern I was in an unfocused, ethereal look. There was soft, faint light coming from every direction, yet there was no visible source; there was no sunlight, no stars. Ghosts swirled around me - everyone I had known in my life, my family, my friends, even my parrot who had died a few days before, all drifting endlessly in this massive, dimly lit cavern.It was the vision of the afterlife I’d had since I was a kid.Of course, it wasn’t the afterlife that the others were experiencing. Da...
My fantasy
- Look , Tom! Get ready ¡ there was a letter in our mailbox . - A letter ¿ - showing all my indifference to something I did not considered worthy to give importance in that moment of extreme addiction to the game. - Read ¡ ( no ¡ Should I have to read in the moment I was thinking to leave home? No way ¡) - Ok. In this document - along with it John, my skinny eighteen years-old cousin showed me the paper, signed as well as sealed by the president of our sponsorship- they say.. - They ¿ Who ¿ - Our sponsors. Here it says that they ar...
ghosted
Ghosted Mary’s mother didn’t believe the trip to Highlands would ever happen. “She’s worthless,” Mary’s mother said. “Nothing but a lying lazy lump.” Mary hurt for her friend, but when her Julie failed to return her calls or make specific plans, there was more credibility to her mother’s accusations. Mary sat in the chair and cried. She wanted the friendship to work. In some ways she needed Julie, as she lived alone and had very few friends and often sat in the living room and talked too herself. Julie stood on the corner and looked for Mary’s blue, Honda, Civic. She still saw no sign of Mwww.onedoor.ccary...
My only choice
The numerous voices swirled around me and ran together."There has to be something else we can do." "I refuse to give up." "Tomorrow we'll..."Finally I stood up and drew the gazes of the four people in the room beside myself."Stop!" My voice rose over the din and commanded their attention. My Mistress didn't look thrilled at the command, but she was silent for now. "Please, stop.""What’s your idea, Nathaniel?" Christopher's voice was the hopeful vampire I'd come to know. His question, I figured, was geared toward when he and I ran the countryside and came upon a problem, I would come up with so...