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Become a Superhero in 10 Easy Steps
Good evening, mortal. What’s it like to be a nobody? Your robotic 9-to-5 job doing nothing more exciting than tapping on keyboards or writing on Post-its may seem cozy, but inside, you know you want more. Come on, admit it. You want more. Have you ever wanted to overcome your powerlessness and leave a bold legacy of epicness? Have no fear, mortal. Fate is in your debt today.Step 1—Find Your Power: The first thing you need is a power. What makes you different from the rest? Do you want to have control over the elements or simply fly? Have super strength or the ability to teleport? Of course, Fa...
FIT or FIT
The sound of the chimes woke me up.I had over slept on the very day that i was supposed to see the delights of the new life that my mother entangled me to. I was the only black skinned who felt misplaced since my mother was already absorbed in the traditions of the western.Every moment i thought of the awkwardness of my skin color i got a lump on my throat but being the girl that i am i wanted to show them of how high I could raise my flag.I heard a knock on my door and as i was going towards the door I realised fresh flowers were on the vase.Where i come from flowers are only seen in the gard...
Twos robbery
Start your story with someone robbing a bank and end it with two people driving on an interstate. Twos robbery By Dumisani khumalo All for the money and money on the roller of the double barrel shot gun came out of his overcoat. The Security was not lookung at the door, sanitizers and masks confounding him as the guy on his CICIVISION could not make out who is who. The door Security looking at the overcoat entrant who came in wearing a hoody, mask, was as everyone maintaining the new normal. Everyone maintained social distance and looked like the Taliban with their hijab no one could make out a diff...
Something Different
Willwww.onedoor.cciam scrolled through his contact list until he found the familiar number; Debt Recovery Made Easy, LLC. Pressing call, he strolled around the room of his apartment. The phone rang a few times before connecting. A clipped female voice answered. “DRM Collection Agency, this is Tonya. May I have your account number?”Pulling down the shades to glance at the cobbled path weaving through the mimosa trees, William gave her the number and glanced at his wristwatch. Leah should be here soon. “Just give me a moment to pull up your information, Sir.” There was the tapping sound of fingers typing on ...