Quick Thinking_The Wrong Investigation Of Butterflies_A Quiet Dawn_Actions and Results
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Quick Thinking
Warning: Contains Explicit Language Shit. Shit shit shit shit fuck shit fuck. Holy fucking shit. I killed him. I fucking killed him. What the hell am I supposed to do? How are we going to get out of this god-forsaken mess?? Roan gripped the steering wheel with all his might, knuckles turning white. Blood was splattered all over the front of his car. The mangled corpse could still be seen lying in the middle of the road, though it hardly looked human anymore. Sitting in the passenger seat next to him, was a dear friend, Shyan, who was shaking with fear."Drive." She spoke quietly at first, her ...
The Wrong Investigation Of Butterflies
Once upon a time there was a tree full of blooming flowers and Pra, Jaa, Paa and Tii, the four butterflies made the flowers their homes. They lived there happily along with twenty other butterflies. They all collected honey from the flowers daily and preserved it for their future use. They thought themselves as the beauty of flowers and the honey is the jewellery of their beauty. It was a hot summer day, all butterflies fell asleep upon the flower beds after sipping ambrosia. But when they woke up they found nothing inside the flowers. The honey was stolen. So they were starving. Next...
A Quiet Dawn
There is no time to lose focus. This time I will suwww.onedoor.cccceed. I have to. “Ethan? Are you good? You don’t look too hot.” Moli says, slowly backing off from my hunched figure. Moli is visibly the most stunned. He generally hates the outdoors, staining his jeans, walking in mud, but he doesn’t even notice himself stepping into the puddle and dirtying his "good" pair of shoes. Erica is no different, although she hides it well. She runs her hand through her bangs, clearly confused, if not agitated, the orange tint of the bonfire sharpening the dark brown shades of her hair. Regardless, fear wafts throu...
Actions and Results
Lying in bed alone in his childhood room, the young man sulked over what he felt was his disappointing life. He was twenty-five years old, and he felt dull. He did not have any friends or a significant other. He simply worked online from home and saved money. In his free time, the young man watched television and surfed the internet. His lack of experience outside the house made him afraid to meet new people. He knew that, at some point in the small talk, people would ask, “What do you do for fun in your free time?” and he would be embarrassed because he never had anything “interesting” to say...