The City is Home, but Escape is the Dream_Room 704_The Tree of Life_It is Never Just a Story
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The City is Home, but Escape is the Dream
The townhomes and ground of her big little world rumbled as she turned the corner towards the subway station. For a moment her heart sank in both the immensity of the artificial earthquake, as well as the anxious terror of possibly missing the train. She attempted to peer around the corner of the overhead railway, but could not tell from which direction the transport was coming or going. In her scrubs with a grandchild by each side, they ensued a charge like soldiers entering battle, hopping over small, ancient sidewalk craters which somehow always appeared without warning. Where the eroded h...
Room 704
Content warning: violence, murder Julie walked into the hotel she would be staying at and could barely suppress her glee. She was going on vacation. Between her job with copious hours and the expensiveness of airplane tickets and other travel needs, she never was able to go on vacation. But today, she was. Two weeks ago, she had been looking through her mail and had found a vacation package deal including a hotel room for a bargain. She adjusted her bag and went through the revolving door to the front desk. “Hi, I reserved a room under the name Julie Wargrove.” The man at the front desk looked...
The Tree of Life
I've seen many things since the time of my planting.I've seen good men die, I've seen boys and girls grow up. I've witnessed marriages, and funerals, and celebrations of life alike. I've seen these creatures that are called "human" or "people" hold hands and celebrate. I've seen them shoot each other down with their guns, all in the name of peace. I've seen them create, and destroy.The first human I ever met was an older man. I know him only by what his saplings called him, "Pop-pop". So that's what I came to know him as. Pop-pop was the man who planted me. Sprung from a tiny little acorn fou...
It is Never Just a Story
It is difficult not to feel like you are not long for this world when you already feel so disconnected from it. So, with this haunting a person’s mind, what would they have to lose if they did whatever they wanted owww.onedoor.ccn impulse? I am not here to tell you whether there is or is not an afterlife. All I can say for a fact is that I have not seen the dead suffer any repercussions for their past transgressions. Instead, whether they lie beneath the dirt or turn to ash, they return to the earth.Arlen is someone I used to go to school with that I considered a good friend well into our thirties. The idea...