Escape From a Tagonist_Fifteens_The End Plague_Into the Moonlight
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Escape From a Tagonist
Unspoken Antagonist aka Unan should never be spoken to. But what shall a brilliant eleven-year-old do on a summer afternoon when his Mom is busy prepping the delicacies to be served at the house party that night? The mere anxiety of meeting the grown people with whom he should politely converse and little people with whom he is expected to play can stifle him and make him feel a kinship with the socially apathetic antagonist hidden in the game behind the monitor. And converse with him. With a few deft clicks on the mouse and keyboard. I had figured out how to unlock all the mods and reach him ...
Fifteens
Everyone gets to speak for fifteen minutes, that's how our democracy works. Actually, I should say everyone must talk for fifteen minutes, that's how the law works.I'm queuing up outside this drab television www.onedoor.ccbuilding with too many other people, it's drizzling slightly, but we have to stay here, not enough space inside. It's like when I went to the embassy to get my US visa, all waiting, minimal talking, a quick look of suspicion and a stamp later, I walked out a bit more free than when I went in. I'd felt like they were doing it on purpose, making you wait so long- a power trip. You had to exc...
The End Plague
“We can’t continue to fund you while people are losing their homes and starving. You have 7 days to cease your research.” The man on the screen looked set in his decision. “Sir, forgive me, but what good is it finding people shelter and food if all these diseases are wiping them out anyway?” Hamilton’s voice was calm but I knew he was seething inside. “Hamilton, it won’t matter if there’s no people left to treat,” he paused briefly, ensuring the point was made, then continued, “WHO has decided to focus its efforts on the basic necessities for life instead. The diseases are ...
Into the Moonlight
That day had started off with the kind of natural beauty that had always put a smile on her face. The sky had been alight with the kind of colors that fire holds. Flaming shades of red and yellow and pink. It had been so beautiful. The truth was however, it would have been beautiful no matter what. The sky could have been pouring down rain, snow, or hail and it would still have held a special place in her heart. She had been with Luna. The other woman’s features were still clear in her mind. Ever since what had happened, she had feared the image would fade, that she would only be able to remem...