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A Survivor
When I look back to that moment, I can still vividly remember the anger I had felt; the flames of fury building up inside my chest until I was absolutely sure I was going to explode.At eight-years-old, my small, feeble body somehow managed to well up so much rage in the matter of just a few seconds. My face would heat up with a bright red and I could swear my heart rate would quicken to the speed of light. Boom. Boom. Boom. My ears buzzed with the taunting sound of my heart pumping.I watched from the doorway as my mother leaned over my younger brother's capsule in our living room. He was so yo...
Exitium
All it wanted was the darkness. But the light was everywhere in this alien world. It could sense it, pulsing, beating like a heart. It would consume the light. The cruel light that had tainted the pure, cold flames of the night. And it would take It crept out of the meteor in which it arrived. Chatter and screams from the creators of the light echoed in its mind. The Cernunnos snarled, conveying all the rage it felt towards those creators. The rest of the Cernunni crept up behind it, snarling as well, united in the common purpose of plunging the world into their familiar darkness.---“...
Preparing To Say Goodbye
My name is Erika, and I am about to go into Stasis. This is my life story, written by my mother, Roselyn.3rd October 2461 “Ever since I found out I was pregnant my life has been flipped upside down. The pregnancy was fantastic in itself, but the threat of a child caused my husband to porce and abandon me. Despite him leaving me and taking half of our assets, I was left the house and all of my money was still mine, thank goodness for prenups. After my daughter Erika was born, life got even harder. Now, her condition has gotten so bad, she only has three weeks to live, unless I sign for her to e...
A White Dress and a Red Apron
She woke up the morning she put on the www.onedoor.ccwhite dress and the red apron knowing that she would poison the Baked Alaska.On that day, we were about four feet high, but we’d be five or six feet by the end of the year.That’s if you believe the scientists, and, really, why wouldn’t you believe the scientists? They’ve been right about so much so far. But, you know, you hear people talking, and those people, the ones talking, they sometimes don’t believe the science, even though they are, at this point, and we mean this literally, knee-deep in the science.The science being us. The science being the wate...