Fragility Of Life_Christmas Talent Show_Corruption in the work place_You Wanna
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Fragility Of Life
Numbness. A feeling of feeling nothing at all. All of us might have felt it at some point of time. But do you know when numbness is at it’s worst?When you’re suppose to have a raging tornado of emotions swirling inside you, but there’s only a void, a disconnect.This is how I felt then, sitting in the waiting room of the ‘Wellness Hospital’. Wwww.onedoor.cceird, pungent hospital smell assaulted my senses. I’ve not been to many hospitals before, never liked them. I wasn’t sure if there was something ominous about the room I was nestled in or I just felt that way because it was a hospital. Tipping my head back...
Christmas Talent Show
The Christmas Talent Show was the talk of my junior high school, Dozens of students had made it into the show, and I could not believe I made it into one of the acts. It was a chilly winter night; the school had cranked the heat and the packed stage was smoldering. After taking off my coat, I finished putting together my costume. Others ignored me but continued doing the same, a few of the students dressed in Santa and reindeer get ups, but most were already dressed either in formal or Sunday’s best. Cookies and drinks lined one wall backstage, but for someone who sang as a hobby, kne...
Corruption in the work place
A man forty years of age works at a company that is known. To cut corners with some of its products so they break. So people have to buy more the furious with the way things are going. Asks the boss’s for a conference when it gets approved he marches up to the office. Sits in a chair at one end of a long table with all the boss’s of the company. At the other end with the conversation going something like this.Worker: ( I am disgusted with the way things are going with this company. We use to put out product that we cared about and stood behind. What happened to this company?)Boss: ( We do care...
You Wanna
“If you don’t find your preying spirit, then I will turn this cloud around young vampiress!” Victorina screeched at her newest daughter while flying at the front of their bat colony.“It’s too dark,” Prella whined. “I promise I’ll do better when the sun comes up.”Victorina flapped her wings forward to slow herself down and hovered in front of her youngest. “You know why we cannot hunt during the day. Besides, you won’t make it to morning if you don’t feed soon.” Her mother’s last point made Prella tremble and lose height. She was right. Prella had managed to escape the last two night’s of hunti...