The First Man Stuck on Mars_A Woman's World_Fate Brought Us Here_Megan flies faster than me.
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The First Man Stuck on Mars
One decision can really change it all. The name’s Michael Morrow. The Michael Morrow. I am currently 28 years old, a single dad, and I’m currently working as an astronaut for NASA. I’ve been working with them for a while now. Tomorrow, I have a mission directed to the planet Mars. I’ve done several missions before however, I’ve never been to Mars. It’s going to be new. A brand new environment. A brand new place to explore. I’ve been assigned to report anything at all. Any suspicious behavior, new substances, new organisms, anything. They’ve been working on this mission for a while now, they p...
A Woman's World
Robert remembered the sensation of falling. He remembered the feeling of cold dread as the engine stuttered and died and his stomach dropped through the floor. He could never forget the look on his colleague’s face as the colour drained from him and his skin turned paper white. He didn’t remember plummeting through space, searing through the planet’s atmosphere, or the deafening landing. His colleague, Martin, hadn’t been knocked unconscious and had managed to pull him from the fiery wreck before the smoke and flames engulfed him. Robert was out cold. All he remembered was darkness....
Fate Brought Us Here
Who do you want to be with if you were one of the last people left on Earth?I woke up to a meadow under a clear blue sky, as if I was in heaven. As far as my eyes could perceive, there was nothing else seen but a full-grown tree. Its branches were round, and drooping, covered by elongated leaves. I was a few feets towards the tree, when suddenly a voice broke the serenity.“Stay where you are,” urged the voice. I looked around to find where the voice came from. The view remained the same as I saw earlier. It’s hard to tell where the source was, as if it fills the air. “Who are you? Where is thi...
Megan flies faster than me.
Timmy was tired. It had been a good summer’s day for the eight-year old. The firecracker stand was finally open. He had caught a lizard and had it in a Mason jar with a couple of holes punched in the lid so it could breath. It had been a good day. He fell asleep quickly.He slept several hours and then rose out of his body and through the ceiling without even looking back at himself sleeping. He was flying again, like Superman, as he had every night since school got out.He flew towards Pikes Peak. He often enjoyed flying right over the top of it. Skimming right by the alpine train on the way u...