Life’s a mess (aka wonderful world)_The Necessary Frontier_When I Woke Up_Finding The Truth
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Life’s a mess (aka wonderful world)
To think that I would end up living in a makeshift hut deep in the woods…Life’s a mess sometimes.I mean, if you follow the biological steps to make a life, you can see that life’s a mess by definition.It starts with a vicious entanglement of flesh and bodily fluids, it develops in a sack in the womb of the mother deforming and squishing her organs, and comes to the light of day in pain and anguish, in a pool of liquids, blood and let’s not think what else.Then come the cries, infancy, puberty, and at last when you reach 20 -ready to be a productive member of society- you have been scarred for ...
The Necessary Frontier
I climb the hard aluminum stairs with as much conviction as I can muster. People around me jeer and cry things out that seem to bounce off my ears. "You can’t do it!" "It's a suicide mission!" "Why are you doing this?!" I raise myself higher, step by step. Until I stand facing The sleek metal bulk of the spaceship. As I sink into the soft leathery seat. Wrapping myself in various belts and buckles designed to keep me from not dying, I freeze. For the first time I'm having second thoughts. www.onedoor.ccWhy AM I doing this?When I first volunteered to go on this mission I didn't realize I was the only one to...
When I Woke Up
I awoke as normal. In my bed, in my room. Like I had done for five thousand eight hundred forty days. That day was my sixteenth birthday, and I could not have been more excited. Everything was in its place. My mom had my favorite breakfast waiting for me on the table. Later that day we were going to buy my first vehicle with the money I had saved up mowing yards over the past few summers. Little did I know that as perfectly in place as everything seemed, nothing was as I knew it.We headed out about 10 o’clock that morning for the used car dealership. I was on the hunt for a small truck. Someth...
Finding The Truth
I feel my phone vibrating, and quickly answer it. Hello, I say, trying to be quiet. “Finally, I have been trying to reach you.” I hold the phone away from my ear. Sarah could be loud sometimes. I was busy, I told her. “Mitzie, are you at the library again?” I smile to myself. My best friend knew me well. Yes, I am, I tell her, now keep it down. “I swear you would live there, if they’d let you.” I could hear the annoyance in her voice. Alright so what’s up, I ask. “I was thinking we could hang out tonight.” Sure, where do you want to meet? “I was thinking we could go for pizza, at Delila’s Pizz...