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The hidden feelings
I have always anticipated for this time of the year, "The grand cookie competition of restaurants all over the country". My family has been running "THE MC DONALD'S RESTAURANT" for 20 years before I was born. It has been passed down from generation to generations and now is our turn to make our ancestors proud again. The town annual festival is the time of the year when all restaurants from all over the country come to showcase their special and new delicacies. My mum is the current owner of THE MC DONALD'S RESTAURANT and for years which she has been running it, she has only one rival "THESTAR...
Still, Jist Wait'n
By george keyI’m Still, Jist Wait’n ( reflection of an aged Flatlander) Sit’n here in my new place where some say, I’m better off in. Maybe I am, then again, no one visits like they said they would. Who coulda seen that one coming? Now with the Covid crawl'n all over, at least those that said they would visit, have a good excuse to not. What’s that I hear? Someone’s coming. I wonder who on God’s Earth it could be? A tall lanky minister-looking man appears at the doorway, popping his head in as if he was searching for someone. “Do I know you?”, I inquire. “Not yet sir. I’m new in town. The Dio...
Book Now and Save!
Sitting in the terminal, I began to realize how empty the place was. It wasn’t exactly a peak travel day, but still it was a 9 AM flight to Orlando in March. Usually, one cannot help but be surrounded in a sea of spring breakers jetting down to whatever swath of beach they swear is the best down in the peninsula. I got through security fast, though it was annoying that the TSA has time to security-wand down everyone now. Are these random checks anymore or just some result of boredom? The McDonalds guy looked at me like “I’m going to have to turn everything on” when I ordered a coffee and has...
In The Mix
I've been on this wonderful planet for 137、8 weeks, 23 days, 15 minutes, and 7 seconds. On my home planet, Rauktonia A7-B8, that would equal 271 years, but I've www.onedoor.cclearned the human way of calculating time. I've learned plenty of stuff from humans, like how to diss our fellow peers, stuff smaller or lesser than beings into metal storage spaces called lockers. I have even learned how to tame a hairy beast called a dog. It's name is Cookie, one friend I made here calls the furry beast this. In my ship's database, I researched Cookie and it appears that a cookie is a confection. It is a baked flat p...