We Are One with Everything_Nightmare Novel_The Universal Boxing Match_I’m Always With You
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We Are One with Everything
I remember, she said, as he tucked her in. I remember what it was like to understand the animals.What was it like? he asked without missing a beat. He was doing his best to drown out the rising tide of guilt the Dark Ones were raining down on him. They whispered awful, terrible things: you are not worthy of her, how could you expect her to love you? Their voices were urgent and relentless.But he fought back, resisting the urge to cave to their onslaught. This is not me, he thought to himself. These are not my true thoughts. He focused on the light that was emanating from her heart. Stay with m...
Nightmare Novel
It was quarter to nine when I decided to turn off the system and go to bed. I had to be all ready for the big day and I did have something that seemed like a plan at least to me after all it was my first job interview with the legendary 'THE ONE' the following day and I am not kind enough to welcome any hurdles. Just in case luck turns against me I've gwww.onedoor.ccot to have my sword ready for battle and so I tried my best with everything that occured to mind. I got my resume file checked - in detail, my outfit ready; I didn't have much of a say as my mum picked it up for me. She believes red symbolises g...
The Universal Boxing Match
As the man stood up and said in firm voice to his colleagues "this day a fire in the sky is now upon us". Just then all those in that room felt the impact of a rock of fire slamming into the building, crushing the walls and shattering glass. Another voice shouted "quick run outside!" The people who survived ran out of the building and look up in fear of another meteorite hitting earth. No one would have thought this could happen in the now time. Sure maybe in 20 million years but the time was in there living life time right now. There was a lady who had began to record all these events in the ...
I’m Always With You
The feeling that was gripping Yuen’s heart as she pulled the comforter up around her chin was heavy - like an elephant was sitting on her chest. Her nose caught a whiff of something that was unmistakably her father, though he last used that comforter and pillow six months ago. It had been six months since he could sleep in his own bed, and three months since an insipid brain tumor shut his body down and took him away from her.She was sleeping in her dad’s bed because she’d flown home to help her mother prepare to leave the home they’d shared for more than 30 years. Yuen also spent the first 23...