Chaos_Everyone Wants a Past Life_Mother knows best?_The Bold and the Bashful (or Time Fortunate)
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Chaos
Me and my friend Ukraine(we were countryhumans)were in a movie theatre, waiting for the lights to turn on. Ukraine was basically a person, butwww.onedoor.cc her skin colour was blue on the top of her head and the rest was yellow. The Ukrainian flag. They flickered on-and then they turned back off. I exchanged glances with Ukraine. I also had a flag: pink on the right, blue in the middle and gold on the left. "I wonder why that happened, Atlan?" Ukraine said. Atlan was my nickname; Atlantis was the full one. "Probably someone accidentally turned off the lights, or a power outage," I replied. Suddenly everyt...
Everyone Wants a Past Life
Everyone Wants a Past Life In my present life I am able to tell fortunes and see spirits, when I look at someone I can see much more than an average person. Some people called me crazy and a freak when I revealed my secrets. So, now I don't say anything to no one. I try to keep it to myself and instead perceive that I am giving out advice. Many years ago in the eighteen hundreds, my great great great grandmother had the same ability to talk to the dead . They thought she was a witch and put her on pedestal, which resulted in them killing her. Everyone told me fortune telling and the ability to...
Mother knows best?
"Beware the Ides Of March," I told him. I'm sure I told him more than once, but did he listen?My mother said that morning, "You want to be careful, my girl. Giving out messages of doom is going to get you into trouble. You mark my words!""Mother, it's a job," I told her as I wrapped myself in a warm cloak. "You said get yourself a job with a future. Well, I get lots of futures every day. Just not my own."I laughed at my joke, but she shrugged her shoulders and said gloomily, "Mark my words, no good will come of it."I should go back to the beginning and explain how this conversation came about....
The Bold and the Bashful (or Time Fortunate)
Time travel isn’t supposed to be possible. Hell, it’s not even probable. In fact it’s damn near the most improbable thing you’re expecting to hear about, especially given my situation. I’ve been in some tight jams before. But this? This one really takes the cake. Hell, this one takes the cake, the whole cake and nothing but the cake. If I was a gambler then I would comfortably tell you to put your money on my happy ass having extreme difficulties figuring out how to get out of this one. There I was: shirt untucked, pants down…did I mention I was using the restroom? I guess that would help. Nat...