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Downtime
Shekhar can't see anything, I mean he is not blind he is somewhere or can say nowhere...trapped.As he didn't go to space or into a quantum realm... He is from India, Mumbai...so how did he get there...these are the question that remains with him in the beginning but later on when he starts to focus he got this ability to enter into dreams, that he saw in past, so he tries to influence his past self by becoming a random character(which he can't predict )in his dreams...
After the 1st dream about the car crash that happened to him, he further tries to classify dreams into two categories the realistic (close to real-life events that had happened to him)and unrealistic dream(like ghost, vampires, zombies, dinosaurs)
Downtime
Shekhar can't see anything, I mean he is not blind he is somewhere or can say nowhere...trapped.As he didn't go to space or into a quantum realm... He is from India, Mumbai...so how did he get there...these are the question that remains with him in the beginning but later on when he starts to focus he got this ability to enter into dreams, that he saw in past, so he tries to influence his past self by becoming a random character(which he can't predict )in his dreams...
After the 1st dream about the car crash that happened to him, he further tries to classify dreams into two categories the realistic (close to real-life events that had happened to him)and unrealistic dream(like ghost, vampires, zombies, dinosaurs)
Once upon a time long long a ago there lived peacock and a dove who were friends. They eat together, talk together and go in search for food together. They always think that they are very beautiful and never talked with other birds. One day a new crow from other forest came to the forest where the peacock and Dove lived. It saw the real friendship bond between peacock and Dove and it was keen to join them. It went straight to the house where dove and peacock lived and asked them for their friendship but they disagreed and they also insulted the crow. One day a hunter saw the place where dove and peacock usually come for collecting food and kept an net a spreader some seeds on it. As usually the peacock and Dove went the place where hunter kept net and got caught. The crow whom the peacock and Dove disagreed to accept hime as a friend saw all this and called all other crows. As,the hunter came to collect peacock and doves all crows attacked on him untill he kept the peacock and Dove free. The hunter realised the dove and peacock and ran away from forest. The dove and peacock realised a thing that colur or beauty doesn't matter in friendship and accepted crow as their friend.
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P1 They told me I was purple when they pulled me out. My body constricted and suffocated from the transfer into the light. My family often brought up how I flailed my little legs and waved my small arms to try and grab the air and push it down my tiny nose and mouth. When I finally found it, it came flooding into my lungs. And, I was still suffocated once more, in a different way. And once more, my tiny body flailed, this time with a cry.
Eyeblinks, long naps, and fuzzy faces later, I remember myself running as a boy. Like every child, I was fearless when it was time to make silly faces and running as though my legs could fall off any minute now. I will never forget how I was everyone I wanted to be all at once. Who knew that that youth meant being passionate about everything at the same time. And it was the type of passion that came with so much confidence that you believe you could do anything. The type of passion that turned into anger if you failed on your first try. So much fury that you keep trying and trying, even if you keep failing. And when you did achieve it, you would smile at yourself, with as many teeth as you could reveal and nod your head like " there you go. I told you, you could do it".
A time where every time you looked in the mirror all you could see was who you could be, and if you listened closely you could hear lively rock music. With fun guitars and young men screaming "life is for the living". The same tracks you heard while you dreamt. And if you were anything like me, you surely danced to the music even if you didn’t know what the words meant then. You would dance on the tables, spinning, leaping, tapping, and knocking. As if you would take off at any moment and start to soar with the birds. And you'd look aside to see the tiny sad things that often bring you down vanish into the clouds.
In child o'clock, you're accepted like never before. You're forgiven for being yourself and there's never a right or wrong question. You could try everything you could get your hands on. Not knowing was a virtue, expected and innocence often trumped over ignorance. And in the tiny chance that you crack under the weight of the world. You could cry, and every time you did. The world responded with hugs and consolation.
Things start to change, and you notice funny little things. You notice how different everything is for people older than you. As in times when you were forced to do or say some things that you didn't agree with and you voiced your displeasure, their inherited biases jump at you with claws and teeth sharp. You would also notice the confusion in their actions. For instance, when they fought, it was different. We did fight too but we never fight with the ones we love. But they did, and they had silly excuses for it.
Time starts to tick and tock and the path starts to fade away. You lose your way and the world jumps out from nowhere and strikes you with a punch in the face. You probably remember how angry it was at you because it kept punching and punching you. You, becoming smaller as it overwhelms you and asks how could you have ever assumed that you could take over. How could you have ever assumed that you could change it? The next thing you remember is how you couldn’t cry. Suffocated again by whatever stereotypes and societal norms you had to stick to.
The type of suffocation that brings back old memories, good and bad. Anxiety and hormones wrestled with these memories to dress them up as crazed nostalgia or trauma and let them loose so they ran rampant in you.
Now more aware and conscious, you start to see the lingering expectations and perversions of the people that care about you. You look above and you notice how far those expectations are from who you are and what you want to be. Again, if you're anything like me, this is the part where you'll remain paralyzed and immobile. You gradually settle into the abyss that is you. You make friends with the monsters and the well-dressed traumas.
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Eyeblinks, long naps, and fuzzy faces later, I remember myself running as a boy. Like every child, I was fearless when it was time to make silly faces and running as though my legs could fall off any minute now. I will never forget how I was everyone I wanted to be all at once. Who knew that that youth meant being passionate about everything at the same time. And it was the type of passion that came with so much confidence that you believe you could do anything. The type of passion that turned into anger if you failed on your first try. So much fury that you keep trying and trying, even if you keep failing. And when you did achieve it, you would smile at yourself, with as many teeth as you could reveal and nod your head like " there you go. I told you, you could do it".
A time where every time you looked in the mirror all you could see was who you could be, and if you listened closely you could hear lively rock music. With fun guitars and young men screaming "life is for the living". The same tracks you heard while you dreamt. And if you were anything like me, you surely danced to the music even if you didn’t know what the words meant then. You would dance on the tables, spinning, leaping, tapping, and knocking. As if you would take off at any moment and start to soar with the birds. And you'd look aside to see the tiny sad things that often bring you down vanish into the clouds.
In child o'clock, you're accepted like never before. You're forgiven for being yourself and there's never a right or wrong question. You could try everything you could get your hands on. Not knowing was a virtue, expected and innocence often trumped over ignorance. And in the tiny chance that you crack under the weight of the world. You could cry, and every time you did. The world responded with hugs and consolation.
Things start to change, and you notice funny little things. You notice how different everything is for people older than you. As in times when you were forced to do or say some things that you didn't agree with and you voiced your displeasure, their inherited biases jump at you with claws and teeth sharp. You would also notice the confusion in their actions. For instance, when they fought, it was different. We did fight too but we never fight with the ones we love. But they did, and they had silly excuses for it.
Time starts to tick and tock and the path starts to fade away. You lose your way and the world jumps out from nowhere and strikes you with a punch in the face. You probably remember how angry it was at you because it kept punching and punching you. You, becoming smaller as it overwhelms you and asks how could you have ever assumed that you could take over. How could you have ever assumed that you could change it? The next thing you remember is how you couldn’t cry. Suffocated again by whatever stereotypes and societal norms you had to stick to.
The type of suffocation that brings back old memories, good and bad. Anxiety and hormones wrestled with these memories to dress them up as crazed nostalgia or trauma and let them loose so they ran rampant in you.
Now more aware and conscious, you start to see the lingering expectations and perversions of the people that care about you. You look above and you notice how far those expectations are from who you are and what you want to be. Again, if you're anything like me, this is the part where you'll remain paralyzed and immobile. You gradually settle into the abyss that is you. You make friends with the monsters and the well-dressed traumas.
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Author's note: my first write-up😅 so bear with it and please do give your reviews for improvement
~Chapter One~
"We have to let you go" Sam reported rather platonically. Like it was just a fact in comparison to the hundred thousand thoughts racing in her mind. "I'm sorry, could you care to explain?" Beth commented. She felt it was rather natural to have a parade of confusing thoughts but she got a strange feeling that it was not reciprocated. "Well, you know the company has decided to move in a different direction now" Sam commented and walked over to the wide windows overlooking the bevy of corporations around. "It's a natural process, one you must be familiar by now" he commented casually. It was pretty obvious that seething anger would be of no use against this man. She took a few deep breaths and looked over to him. "Toiling for this company for almost ten years is not just natural. You know this has not been that easy Sam" she declared. "I've been through it all, the downfalls, the scandals, the protests and the eventual resurrection. You can't dismiss all that in a single sentence." Sam looked over her now, not sympathetically of course, but with a cool devil-may-care attitude . He strode over and sat back in his chair, toiling with the papers in front of him. "I'm aware" he said. He glanced down and continued coolly "There's only so much we can do Beth. If we have to let you go, it's high time you started accepting the fact". He glanced up and looked her in the eyes. She stared back unsure of what to even say at this point. Sure, he wasn't an easy man to convince, but you could only have a conversation with someone willing to listen and negotiate. "Not fair, Sam. This really is going beyond bounds. I have been responsible for some major breakthroughs in getting timely deals the company has needed and wanted. Could you really say that's nothing?" she darted out. She didn't really need a heated argument to prove her point, but if that's what he wanted, that's what he would get. "One month, Beth. That's all I can give you at this point. I expect all your security credentials to be returned by then. We’re a top rising Security services corporation now. I think we could do without you here. And it's just my duty to pass on this information to you as head of Human Resources" he smirked. She leaned forward and slowly rose from her place. Sliding her hands on the desk, she fixed a glance on him. "This is really rich, coming from you. Obviously this place needs a reminder of where it's roots exist. This is not over!" she replied with a cool voice and stomped briskly out of the place. Real guts they got treating people like that, she fumed. She wondered how she could stand this place any longer. She felt the walls closing in around her, warning her to get out of the prison-cell as soon as she got the chance. She conjectured if anything was even worth at this point.
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Author's note: my first write-up😅 so bear with it and please do give your reviews for improvement
~Chapter One~
"We have to let you go" Sam reported rather platonically. Like it was just a fact in comparison to the hundred thousand thoughts racing in her mind. "I'm sorry, could you care to explain?" Beth commented. She felt it was rather natural to have a parade of confusing thoughts but she got a strange feeling that it was not reciprocated. "Well, you know the company has decided to move in a different direction now" Sam commented and walked over to the wide windows overlooking the bevy of corporations around. "It's a natural process, one you must be familiar by now" he commented casually. It was pretty obvious that seething anger would be of no use against this man. She took a few deep breaths and looked over to him. "Toiling for this company for almost ten years is not just natural. You know this has not been that easy Sam" she declared. "I've been through it all, the downfalls, the scandals, the protests and the eventual resurrection. You can't dismiss all that in a single sentence." Sam looked over her now, not sympathetically of course, but with a cool devil-may-care attitude . He strode over and sat back in his chair, toiling with the papers in front of him. "I'm aware" he said. He glanced down and continued coolly "There's only so much we can do Beth. If we have to let you go, it's high time you started accepting the fact". He glanced up and looked her in the eyes. She stared back unsure of what to even say at this point. Sure, he wasn't an easy man to convince, but you could only have a conversation with someone willing to listen and negotiate. "Not fair, Sam. This really is going beyond bounds. I have been responsible for some major breakthroughs in getting timely deals the company has needed and wanted. Could you really say that's nothing?" she darted out. She didn't really need a heated argument to prove her point, but if that's what he wanted, that's what he would get. "One month, Beth. That's all I can give you at this point. I expect all your security credentials to be returned by then. We’re a top rising Security services corporation now. I think we could do without you here. And it's just my duty to pass on this information to you as head of Human Resources" he smirked. She leaned forward and slowly rose from her place. Sliding her hands on the desk, she fixed a glance on him. "This is really rich, coming from you. Obviously this place needs a reminder of where it's roots exist. This is not over!" she replied with a cool voice and stomped briskly out of the place. Real guts they got treating people like that, she fumed. She wondered how she could stand this place any longer. She felt the walls closing in around her, warning her to get out of the prison-cell as soon as she got the chance. She conjectured if anything was even worth at this point.
NEEDLE
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Rosie swiftly passed by the passage drawing the curtains to prevent the darkness from creeping in. It was late in the night, wind was whistling in the outdoors . Rosie was napping sweater sitting comfortably on a soft-feathery sofa.
The house was rather an upper middle class dwelling, the sofa which was initially white has now tainted itself with dust. The place was a little manic, disturbed -the reason was Rosie, she couldn't bring herself to clean the room.
Her rounded belly alarmed her to have some snacks. It is a duty of a mother to eat healthy special at such a tender stage of pregnancy. She carried herself to the kitchen-took a spicy bag of potato chips from an old and rusted box-and came back on the sofa.
The fire in the chamber was on the verge of dying, but she was reluctant to go and add some logs.She was anxiously waiting for her husband. It was their routine her husband would work from six in the dusk to six in the dawn. Rosie admired his hard work by rewarding him with his favorite dishes every now and then.
It was something odd today, she looked a but nervous, maybe out of her pregnancy. Every Other woman complains about this, especially in the early months. Every now and then she looked at the hanging clock, with every passing minute she became a little more worried.
Someone knocked at the door, forcing her out of her reverie, she got up as she knew it was the time . "Hey darling come on, you are already late, I hope you would at least have dinner and go, won't you? " ,Rosie said to her husband. She knew somewhere hard sure that he won't say, that he would add, " I am too tired, I will wash heat up and go"
"I will have a glass of drink," He said. Rosie felt a little odd, she thought the work pressure is high - winters are a hardship she knew.
The man was dressed in a brown cosy coat, with a leather bag in his hand. A constant frown was balanced at his head.He was breathing hard, with a quivering voice he said, " Get me the drink quickly I have to go"
Rosie hurried herself to the kitchen, her hands were trembling a bit out of nervousness, she wanted to make a call to her husband but he was too tired to help her. She wanted him out of all his Misery.
Roise knew that ice was not a good option in such bitter weather but she didn't even think a second before, she added it! .
"Take it honey" she said handing him the glass,she didn't bother to look in his eyes. "Had a rough day? "
"Kind of " Disappointment giving way to concern, " I will leave soon" He said.
For a long time there was utter silence, Rosie comforted herself on the sofa and began netting again.
After having the last sip, his husband sat back and took a long breath . It looked like an effort to relax him from some heart eating stress.
He did break the silence by adding," Why are you sewing this? "
Rosie was a bit shocked at this question. She didn't wanted to answer. She wanted to say, "this little sweater won't fit you at least" But she rather replied, "It's for OUR baby"
He asked her for the sweater, it was so small that it was smaller than his palm. Give me those needles he Quivered and asked. He had begun to feel a little Breathless by then.
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Rosie swiftly passed by the passage drawing the curtains to prevent the darkness from creeping in. It was late in the night, wind was whistling in the outdoors . Rosie was napping sweater sitting comfortably on a soft-feathery sofa.
The house was rather an upper middle class dwelling, the sofa which was initially white has now tainted itself with dust. The place was a little manic, disturbed -the reason was Rosie, she couldn't bring herself to clean the room.
Her rounded belly alarmed her to have some snacks. It is a duty of a mother to eat healthy special at such a tender stage of pregnancy. She carried herself to the kitchen-took a spicy bag of potato chips from an old and rusted box-and came back on the sofa.
The fire in the chamber was on the verge of dying, but she was reluctant to go and add some logs.She was anxiously waiting for her husband. It was their routine her husband would work from six in the dusk to six in the dawn. Rosie admired his hard work by rewarding him with his favorite dishes every now and then.
It was something odd today, she looked a but nervous, maybe out of her pregnancy. Every Other woman complains about this, especially in the early months. Every now and then she looked at the hanging clock, with every passing minute she became a little more worried.
Someone knocked at the door, forcing her out of her reverie, she got up as she knew it was the time . "Hey darling come on, you are already late, I hope you would at least have dinner and go, won't you? " ,Rosie said to her husband. She knew somewhere hard sure that he won't say, that he would add, " I am too tired, I will wash heat up and go"
"I will have a glass of drink," He said. Rosie felt a little odd, she thought the work pressure is high - winters are a hardship she knew.
The man was dressed in a brown cosy coat, with a leather bag in his hand. A constant frown was balanced at his head.He was breathing hard, with a quivering voice he said, " Get me the drink quickly I have to go"
Rosie hurried herself to the kitchen, her hands were trembling a bit out of nervousness, she wanted to make a call to her husband but he was too tired to help her. She wanted him out of all his Misery.
Roise knew that ice was not a good option in such bitter weather but she didn't even think a second before, she added it! .
"Take it honey" she said handing him the glass,she didn't bother to look in his eyes. "Had a rough day? "
"Kind of " Disappointment giving way to concern, " I will leave soon" He said.
For a long time there was utter silence, Rosie comforted herself on the sofa and began netting again.
After having the last sip, his husband sat back and took a long breath . It looked like an effort to relax him from some heart eating stress.
He did break the silence by adding," Why are you sewing this? "
Rosie was a bit shocked at this question. She didn't wanted to answer. She wanted to say, "this little sweater won't fit you at least" But she rather replied, "It's for OUR baby"
He asked her for the sweater, it was so small that it was smaller than his palm. Give me those needles he Quivered and asked. He had begun to feel a little Breathless by then.
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NEEDLE (PART 1)
(Do try to guess the climax, I have tried to make it as messy as possible)
Rosie swiftly passed by the passage drawing the curtains to prevent the darkness from creeping in. It was late in the night, wind was whistling in the outdoors . Rosie was napping sweater sitting comfortably on a soft-feathery sofa.
The house was rather an upper middle class dwelling, the sofa which was initially white has now tainted itself with dust. The place was a little manic, disturbed -the reason was Rosie, she couldn't bring herself to clean the room.
Her rounded belly alarmed her to have some snacks. It is a duty of a mother to eat healthy special at such a tender stage of pregnancy. She carried herself to the kitchen-took a spicy bag of potato chips from an old and rusted box-and came back on the sofa.
The fire in the chamber was on the verge of dying, but she was reluctant to go and add some logs.She was anxiously waiting for her husband. It was their routine her husband would work from six in the dusk to six in the dawn. Rosie admired his hard work by rewarding him with his favorite dishes every now and then.
It was something odd today, she looked a but nervous, maybe out of her pregnancy. Every Other woman complains about this, especially in the early months. Every now and then she looked at the hanging clock, with every passing minute she became a little more worried.
Someone knocked at the door, forcing her out of her reverie, she got up as she knew it was the time . "Hey darling come on, you are already late, I hope you would at least have dinner and go, won't you? " ,Rosie said to her husband. She knew somewhere hard sure that he won't say, that he would add, " I am too tired, I will wash heat up and go"
"I will have a glass of drink," He said. Rosie felt a little odd, she thought the work pressure is high - winters are a hardship she knew.
The man was dressed in a brown cosy coat, with a leather bag in his hand. A constant frown was balanced at his head.He was breathing hard, with a quivering voice he said, " Get me the drink quickly I have to go"
Rosie hurried herself to the kitchen, her hands were trembling a bit out of nervousness, she wanted to make a call to her husband but he was too tired to help her. She wanted him out of all his Misery.
Roise knew that ice was not a good option in such bitter weather but she didn't even think a second before, she added it! .
"Take it honey" she said handing him the glass,she didn't bother to look in his eyes. "Had a rough day? "
"Kind of " Disappointment giving way to concern, " I will leave soon" He said.
For a long time there was utter silence, Rosie comforted herself on the sofa and began netting again.
After having the last sip, his husband sat back and took a long breath . It looked like an effort to relax him from some heart eating stress.
He did break the silence by adding," Why are you sewing this? "
Rosie was a bit shocked at this question. She didn't wanted to answer. She wanted to say, "this little sweater won't fit you at least" But she rather replied, "It's for OUR baby"
He asked her for the sweater, it was so small that it was smaller than his palm. Give me those needles he Quivered and asked. He had begun to feel a little Breathless by then.
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(Do try to guess the climax, I have tried to make it as messy as possible)
Rosie swiftly passed by the passage drawing the curtains to prevent the darkness from creeping in. It was late in the night, wind was whistling in the outdoors . Rosie was napping sweater sitting comfortably on a soft-feathery sofa.
The house was rather an upper middle class dwelling, the sofa which was initially white has now tainted itself with dust. The place was a little manic, disturbed -the reason was Rosie, she couldn't bring herself to clean the room.
Her rounded belly alarmed her to have some snacks. It is a duty of a mother to eat healthy special at such a tender stage of pregnancy. She carried herself to the kitchen-took a spicy bag of potato chips from an old and rusted box-and came back on the sofa.
The fire in the chamber was on the verge of dying, but she was reluctant to go and add some logs.She was anxiously waiting for her husband. It was their routine her husband would work from six in the dusk to six in the dawn. Rosie admired his hard work by rewarding him with his favorite dishes every now and then.
It was something odd today, she looked a but nervous, maybe out of her pregnancy. Every Other woman complains about this, especially in the early months. Every now and then she looked at the hanging clock, with every passing minute she became a little more worried.
Someone knocked at the door, forcing her out of her reverie, she got up as she knew it was the time . "Hey darling come on, you are already late, I hope you would at least have dinner and go, won't you? " ,Rosie said to her husband. She knew somewhere hard sure that he won't say, that he would add, " I am too tired, I will wash heat up and go"
"I will have a glass of drink," He said. Rosie felt a little odd, she thought the work pressure is high - winters are a hardship she knew.
The man was dressed in a brown cosy coat, with a leather bag in his hand. A constant frown was balanced at his head.He was breathing hard, with a quivering voice he said, " Get me the drink quickly I have to go"
Rosie hurried herself to the kitchen, her hands were trembling a bit out of nervousness, she wanted to make a call to her husband but he was too tired to help her. She wanted him out of all his Misery.
Roise knew that ice was not a good option in such bitter weather but she didn't even think a second before, she added it! .
"Take it honey" she said handing him the glass,she didn't bother to look in his eyes. "Had a rough day? "
"Kind of " Disappointment giving way to concern, " I will leave soon" He said.
For a long time there was utter silence, Rosie comforted herself on the sofa and began netting again.
After having the last sip, his husband sat back and took a long breath . It looked like an effort to relax him from some heart eating stress.
He did break the silence by adding," Why are you sewing this? "
Rosie was a bit shocked at this question. She didn't wanted to answer. She wanted to say, "this little sweater won't fit you at least" But she rather replied, "It's for OUR baby"
He asked her for the sweater, it was so small that it was smaller than his palm. Give me those needles he Quivered and asked. He had begun to feel a little Breathless by then.
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Untitled excerpt
Nadia slept fitfully at night. It was that way since the blackout incident. The digital watch sat beside her looking at her with focus in the dark room. The moment it struck 3:33 am Nadia's eyes flew open as though she was awoken by some internal alarm. The clock almost blinked at her in response to distasteful look on her face.
Nadia stared uncomfortably at the clock for a while, she waited for 3:34 but the single minute wasn't passing. Growing nervous from the elongated time she patted the clock, still the time didn't move. Propping herself up on the arm now Nadia picked up the clock and shook it. Back in the corner of her room an apparition glided over the floor silently, malignantly.
Nadia was now sure that more than a minute has definitely passed, she sat up and looked about herself in the dark room. Her eyes darted across it trying to search for something which she would love to never find. A cold draft that started from nowhere touched her behind her neck and goose prickles rose on her skin. Nadia tucked herself under covers in response and took Carl's hand in hers as she tucked herself in. But something wasn't right about the feeling of his hand. His hand felt unusually cold and for some reason unlively.
The hand she was holding tightened it's own grip on her hand. Nadia reluctantly looked from under the covers only to find a disembodied hand floating about at the place where Carl was supposed to be sleeping. It had a greyish decayed hue and blood spurted out of its open end. She screamed and the lights came on. Carl shook her violently, asking her what has happened while looking at her with concern.
Nadia looked at Carl and hugged him as tight as she could. Carl didn't know what was happening but he hugged back regardless. He offered her some water and a few words of solace and she settled down. The clock had moved on to 3:34 to her relief and somehow it was still sitting on the table where it was originally kept on every night.
Carl and Nadia sat for a while and chatted. Carl sensed that Nadia was just not ready to sleep and he didn't want to sleep before assuring that Nadia would be fine. It wasn't the first time that Nadia screamed in a nightmare, it had infact happened one too many times. Some times Nadia was aware, others she wasn't but Carl knew in any case what he had to do, wait for her to sleep. Nadia rested her head on Carl's chest, the feeling in her arm of holding that decayed hand had rattled her from deep within. But after a few minutes Nadia was able to reason with herself that both she and Carl needed to sleep. She sat up and turned her head towards Carl to say good night. The lights flickered for a moment and then came back on. An apparition sat behind Carl, it's head was over Carl's shoulder. It had a face split in half, bloodied on the chin and ashened on the cheeks. It's long tongue licked at Carl's ear. Nadia's stomach churned at the site of the saliva that dripped from over Carl's ear but before she could so much as draw a breath the apparition's face was right in front of her's. The heavy weight of fear made it hard for her to breath or swallow.
"Say so much as a word and your precious will be gone" the appreciation said in a pinching voice. Then it went back again behind Carl and licked his neck. Nadia was helpless and all she could do was force herself to nod in agreement. The moment she nodded the apparition disappeared. Nadia slid in the bed and pulled the cover right over her head curled into a ball and shook. Carl unaware of whatever had happened went back to sleep as usual.
In the morning everything that she remembered from the night seemed so bizarre that she thought it best to never bring it up. The last thing she wanted for herself was to make Carl suspicious of her past and her lineage.
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Nadia slept fitfully at night. It was that way since the blackout incident. The digital watch sat beside her looking at her with focus in the dark room. The moment it struck 3:33 am Nadia's eyes flew open as though she was awoken by some internal alarm. The clock almost blinked at her in response to distasteful look on her face.
Nadia stared uncomfortably at the clock for a while, she waited for 3:34 but the single minute wasn't passing. Growing nervous from the elongated time she patted the clock, still the time didn't move. Propping herself up on the arm now Nadia picked up the clock and shook it. Back in the corner of her room an apparition glided over the floor silently, malignantly.
Nadia was now sure that more than a minute has definitely passed, she sat up and looked about herself in the dark room. Her eyes darted across it trying to search for something which she would love to never find. A cold draft that started from nowhere touched her behind her neck and goose prickles rose on her skin. Nadia tucked herself under covers in response and took Carl's hand in hers as she tucked herself in. But something wasn't right about the feeling of his hand. His hand felt unusually cold and for some reason unlively.
The hand she was holding tightened it's own grip on her hand. Nadia reluctantly looked from under the covers only to find a disembodied hand floating about at the place where Carl was supposed to be sleeping. It had a greyish decayed hue and blood spurted out of its open end. She screamed and the lights came on. Carl shook her violently, asking her what has happened while looking at her with concern.
Nadia looked at Carl and hugged him as tight as she could. Carl didn't know what was happening but he hugged back regardless. He offered her some water and a few words of solace and she settled down. The clock had moved on to 3:34 to her relief and somehow it was still sitting on the table where it was originally kept on every night.
Carl and Nadia sat for a while and chatted. Carl sensed that Nadia was just not ready to sleep and he didn't want to sleep before assuring that Nadia would be fine. It wasn't the first time that Nadia screamed in a nightmare, it had infact happened one too many times. Some times Nadia was aware, others she wasn't but Carl knew in any case what he had to do, wait for her to sleep. Nadia rested her head on Carl's chest, the feeling in her arm of holding that decayed hand had rattled her from deep within. But after a few minutes Nadia was able to reason with herself that both she and Carl needed to sleep. She sat up and turned her head towards Carl to say good night. The lights flickered for a moment and then came back on. An apparition sat behind Carl, it's head was over Carl's shoulder. It had a face split in half, bloodied on the chin and ashened on the cheeks. It's long tongue licked at Carl's ear. Nadia's stomach churned at the site of the saliva that dripped from over Carl's ear but before she could so much as draw a breath the apparition's face was right in front of her's. The heavy weight of fear made it hard for her to breath or swallow.
"Say so much as a word and your precious will be gone" the appreciation said in a pinching voice. Then it went back again behind Carl and licked his neck. Nadia was helpless and all she could do was force herself to nod in agreement. The moment she nodded the apparition disappeared. Nadia slid in the bed and pulled the cover right over her head curled into a ball and shook. Carl unaware of whatever had happened went back to sleep as usual.
In the morning everything that she remembered from the night seemed so bizarre that she thought it best to never bring it up. The last thing she wanted for herself was to make Carl suspicious of her past and her lineage.
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~ a moment of execution ~
Is my adventure postponed or raised session?
Or was the judgment issued against me in absentia ?!
I haven't realized anything yet ...!
I did not start yet ..!
Did everything end like this ..? Without ... you hear my testimony ..
?!
Or should I recover from a long coma?
Should I pay a bribe to this life to resume my walk with it?
Or did she make her decision and does not return? ..
I hate losing since my youth ... Am I losing in front of a life that claims its chains are around me ?!
Do I rebel? It is my freedom that I deserve ..... What if my execution is my freedom ??
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Is my adventure postponed or raised session?
Or was the judgment issued against me in absentia ?!
I haven't realized anything yet ...!
I did not start yet ..!
Did everything end like this ..? Without ... you hear my testimony ..
?!
Or should I recover from a long coma?
Should I pay a bribe to this life to resume my walk with it?
Or did she make her decision and does not return? ..
I hate losing since my youth ... Am I losing in front of a life that claims its chains are around me ?!
Do I rebel? It is my freedom that I deserve ..... What if my execution is my freedom ??
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When you face your demon.
The day when you feel every possible pain, confusion, darkness, the negativity you can imagine. When you can't able to sleep when you can't able to breathe peacefully, and so on.
Consider this now you found your demon. You feel helpless, you feel so numb, you feel lost.
But you know what?
Even in the night of darkness, there is still hope of light that waiting for you.
Gautam Buddha once said, whenever you fall into the worst situation never forget to pursue something good from it.
Make your pain your best teacher your best friend. You're pain always trying to say become better than you used to be. Become stronger than you used to be.
• This Universe beyond our thinking and imagination.
In this universe, there is something or nothing. We don't know. No one does.
I don't know where you live but I know you live somewhere in the world in this tiny world, we don't know why we here, we don't know why we born.
We come into this world. We spend our lives with our loved ones, then we die they will cry and they will move on because this is very difficult to live with that pain and they also die one day. If you do something to help this world some more people remember you and some will cry some will not and they also move on.
Something always with you withing you but we always underestimate that sense of existence.
In this new world, we always greedy to feed logic and reasoning but our small brain not made out for that, this universe beyond our mind.
Thoughts come and goes.
Days come and goes.
The feeling comes and goes.
People come and goes.
What remains at this moment?
You!
When you're day will come you also leave this world. Understand this and be grateful for this precious life. Be kind, be honest add value to your life.
Find something that you can live or die for. Find your calling.
Suppose even if you don't achieve what you planned for the last day of your life, you will have a smile of satisfaction on your face that you never give up you always stand back when you fall. You always fight back. This only enough to make you smile on your last day.
When someone decides to give that precious life to something he/she loves, The great infinite universe starts giving them energy, potential, the courage to do that thing.
Then nothing seems that important than your purpose. Believe in yourself the more you hurt the more you will become stronger.
Have faith in my words, forgive yourself for everything and start again my love.
Thanks for reading.
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The day when you feel every possible pain, confusion, darkness, the negativity you can imagine. When you can't able to sleep when you can't able to breathe peacefully, and so on.
Consider this now you found your demon. You feel helpless, you feel so numb, you feel lost.
But you know what?
Even in the night of darkness, there is still hope of light that waiting for you.
Gautam Buddha once said, whenever you fall into the worst situation never forget to pursue something good from it.
Make your pain your best teacher your best friend. You're pain always trying to say become better than you used to be. Become stronger than you used to be.
• This Universe beyond our thinking and imagination.
In this universe, there is something or nothing. We don't know. No one does.
I don't know where you live but I know you live somewhere in the world in this tiny world, we don't know why we here, we don't know why we born.
We come into this world. We spend our lives with our loved ones, then we die they will cry and they will move on because this is very difficult to live with that pain and they also die one day. If you do something to help this world some more people remember you and some will cry some will not and they also move on.
Something always with you withing you but we always underestimate that sense of existence.
In this new world, we always greedy to feed logic and reasoning but our small brain not made out for that, this universe beyond our mind.
Thoughts come and goes.
Days come and goes.
The feeling comes and goes.
People come and goes.
What remains at this moment?
You!
When you're day will come you also leave this world. Understand this and be grateful for this precious life. Be kind, be honest add value to your life.
Find something that you can live or die for. Find your calling.
Suppose even if you don't achieve what you planned for the last day of your life, you will have a smile of satisfaction on your face that you never give up you always stand back when you fall. You always fight back. This only enough to make you smile on your last day.
When someone decides to give that precious life to something he/she loves, The great infinite universe starts giving them energy, potential, the courage to do that thing.
Then nothing seems that important than your purpose. Believe in yourself the more you hurt the more you will become stronger.
Have faith in my words, forgive yourself for everything and start again my love.
Thanks for reading.
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Title: Sorry, you've fallen for the wrong girl.
P.S. : This is just the prologue, for my first book on Wattpad, please tell me if it is good enough.
Female lead's POV:
It was moments like this, the one I'm having right now, which made me wish that the dark of the night and the gentle wind weren't my only company when I cried. It would be nice if I had a true friend by my side, lending me their shoulder to cry and tell me it will be alright, that it wasn't my fault.
Male lead's POV:
I don't remember the last time I visited Rhys. But I needed the distraction right now, to get my mind off of the new curvy Asian girl, yet to be introduced in class. She somehow had my attention since first period.
Maybe looking at the city from the roof would be a good distraction.
Once upstairs, the first thing my eyes landed on was the girl forementioned sitting on the neighbouring roof.
Why did she have to live here of all places?
She was crying, but why?
I watched her silently while a few tears slipped out of her eyes.
By the time she rushed downstairs, two things were certain.
One, she wasn't the one who cried for attention and sympathy, just to show that she isn't okay. She was the one who cried so that she can continue pretending that she is okay.
Two, the attention this girl is getting from me, without even asking for it, is unnerving.
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#story
Title: Sorry, you've fallen for the wrong girl.
P.S. : This is just the prologue, for my first book on Wattpad, please tell me if it is good enough.
Female lead's POV:
It was moments like this, the one I'm having right now, which made me wish that the dark of the night and the gentle wind weren't my only company when I cried. It would be nice if I had a true friend by my side, lending me their shoulder to cry and tell me it will be alright, that it wasn't my fault.
Male lead's POV:
I don't remember the last time I visited Rhys. But I needed the distraction right now, to get my mind off of the new curvy Asian girl, yet to be introduced in class. She somehow had my attention since first period.
Maybe looking at the city from the roof would be a good distraction.
Once upstairs, the first thing my eyes landed on was the girl forementioned sitting on the neighbouring roof.
Why did she have to live here of all places?
She was crying, but why?
I watched her silently while a few tears slipped out of her eyes.
By the time she rushed downstairs, two things were certain.
One, she wasn't the one who cried for attention and sympathy, just to show that she isn't okay. She was the one who cried so that she can continue pretending that she is okay.
Two, the attention this girl is getting from me, without even asking for it, is unnerving.
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I place the bouquet on her coffin, all yellow, white and red, hand-picked without harming the stem, still fresh, just like she has always liked. If she wasn't gone, she would take all these flowers and put them in a pot on her desk in her room right beside her window, she used to say she felt like she was in the garden.
She barely left her room anyways, she didn't quite like the outside world, just she and her passion.
Tears stream down my cheeks as I turn away from her cold grave, it's been a whole year now.
"Be strong bro" my older brother Andy tells me pressing my shoulder. I bury my head in his shoulder and cry even harder, "this wasn't supposed to happen, we were at such a happy place, we were finally at such a happy place."
"I know, I know brother." He says patting my back, trying to sooth me.
"Come, it's about to rain, we must leave." He says and drives me out of the graveyard.
He was right, soon as we get inside the home it starts to rain cat and dog. "I love this weather" I almost hear her say, I look around for her but there's no one. I sit beside the window and stare outside perhaps for hours, my eyes hurt and so does my heart.
'C'mon Ronny, how long are you going to sit in there, come get your dinner." My mom calls me.
"I'm not hungry" I tell her without even looking in her direction
"Enough of this already!" she yells. Well that's my mom, she goes from anger 0 to 120 degree in a heartbeat.
"How long are you going to sulk for that half broken girl?" She yells and this time I look at her furiously ready to launch myself on her but my brother intervenes
"Mom you can't say that!" he shouts at her.
"And tell me young man why can't I state the obvious, wasn't she half broken, wasn't she on a wheelchair for a long time, what is wrong with saying that huh!? What good she would have been for your brother." She says staring point blank at me
"Mom not now, can't you see he is still hurting?" My brother tells her
"Yes, that's the problem here, that he is still hurting after a year, it's about time he finds himself another girl." I give her dry look like she just poured sour milk into my mouth
"Look at your brother Andy, he is handsome and smart, he earns well, which girl won't want him. There he is sulking for an ugly lamb."
"Mom!" I scream in protest, enough about her. I storm off the room, I might end up forgetting my dignity if I stay here any longer.
I drive aimlessly on the rain beaten path, unable to tell where I should turn next or where should I go. I would have drove straight to her he if only..... My thoughts get fuzzy. When I finally stop I open my car's gate and get outside to breathe, somehow magically I have ended up in a painfully familiar place, her favourite ice cream parlor. I close my eyes tightly, I can't look inside, for whenever I do, I just find myself sitting with her in her wheelchair merrily chugging at her ice cream. I try to take a spoon out of her sundae and she slaps my hand away. Then she takes a spoonful and very careful puts it in my mouth, pursing her lips like she was about to hit me with an arrow. All her features tight in concentration only come to rest when I've finally taken the ice-cream in my mouth. Then she looks around as though to make sure nobody saw us but indeed a lot of people have and she blushes, her cheeks turning a prettier hue of red then her top. My heart lurchs out my chest as a cruel drop of rain that falls at the top of my head reminds me that I can never see this happen again.
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I place the bouquet on her coffin, all yellow, white and red, hand-picked without harming the stem, still fresh, just like she has always liked. If she wasn't gone, she would take all these flowers and put them in a pot on her desk in her room right beside her window, she used to say she felt like she was in the garden.
She barely left her room anyways, she didn't quite like the outside world, just she and her passion.
Tears stream down my cheeks as I turn away from her cold grave, it's been a whole year now.
"Be strong bro" my older brother Andy tells me pressing my shoulder. I bury my head in his shoulder and cry even harder, "this wasn't supposed to happen, we were at such a happy place, we were finally at such a happy place."
"I know, I know brother." He says patting my back, trying to sooth me.
"Come, it's about to rain, we must leave." He says and drives me out of the graveyard.
He was right, soon as we get inside the home it starts to rain cat and dog. "I love this weather" I almost hear her say, I look around for her but there's no one. I sit beside the window and stare outside perhaps for hours, my eyes hurt and so does my heart.
'C'mon Ronny, how long are you going to sit in there, come get your dinner." My mom calls me.
"I'm not hungry" I tell her without even looking in her direction
"Enough of this already!" she yells. Well that's my mom, she goes from anger 0 to 120 degree in a heartbeat.
"How long are you going to sulk for that half broken girl?" She yells and this time I look at her furiously ready to launch myself on her but my brother intervenes
"Mom you can't say that!" he shouts at her.
"And tell me young man why can't I state the obvious, wasn't she half broken, wasn't she on a wheelchair for a long time, what is wrong with saying that huh!? What good she would have been for your brother." She says staring point blank at me
"Mom not now, can't you see he is still hurting?" My brother tells her
"Yes, that's the problem here, that he is still hurting after a year, it's about time he finds himself another girl." I give her dry look like she just poured sour milk into my mouth
"Look at your brother Andy, he is handsome and smart, he earns well, which girl won't want him. There he is sulking for an ugly lamb."
"Mom!" I scream in protest, enough about her. I storm off the room, I might end up forgetting my dignity if I stay here any longer.
I drive aimlessly on the rain beaten path, unable to tell where I should turn next or where should I go. I would have drove straight to her he if only..... My thoughts get fuzzy. When I finally stop I open my car's gate and get outside to breathe, somehow magically I have ended up in a painfully familiar place, her favourite ice cream parlor. I close my eyes tightly, I can't look inside, for whenever I do, I just find myself sitting with her in her wheelchair merrily chugging at her ice cream. I try to take a spoon out of her sundae and she slaps my hand away. Then she takes a spoonful and very careful puts it in my mouth, pursing her lips like she was about to hit me with an arrow. All her features tight in concentration only come to rest when I've finally taken the ice-cream in my mouth. Then she looks around as though to make sure nobody saw us but indeed a lot of people have and she blushes, her cheeks turning a prettier hue of red then her top. My heart lurchs out my chest as a cruel drop of rain that falls at the top of my head reminds me that I can never see this happen again.
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CHAPTER 1
UPHEAVAL OF FLOWERETS
Five hundreds years ago, the world divided itself to wasteland hills and fertile land due to chaos widely known as ‘Total Annihilation’. A chaos that wiped off millions upon millions of species called, human , which changed the whole history of life. The world undergone drastic change since the division which both sides are now overtaken by another species that born to wipe off humanity itself , nature monster , as humans have gone extinct two hundred years ago. The world of nature monsters which united under a rule of an Emperor or Empress that posesses the 'Highest Throne' sit then derives into Kings/Queens to counties which are measured by their strength. Strength first, wealth comes second. The royal positions are determined by strength which everyone has to fight for and it isn't illegal to kill your opponent as long as you buried the body in the nearest mountain. For the 'Highest Throne' however, it is obligated to kill the opponent as prove for being the strongest of all. The royal positions are dripping with invisible blood different to the life of commoners which is a lot more peaceful unless tyrant took over. An unfortunate event of tyranny years did happen exactly 7 years ago prior to the current ruling Emperor who is widely known as kind and rational. However, the aftermath of such awful event also has given birth to heinous criminals and the most feared one is, Sarasyu.
Sarasyu, hated by many admired by some, is believed to be a cannibalistic female monster who soars the sky and rushes through bushes to prey on anyone. Rumour has it that she lured men with her devil charm into the 'Forbidden Forest' before preying on them since witnesses described her as a pretty woman in black with a beautiful long jet black hair and blazing red eyes that will consume you like fire. She is believed to kill & loot, feared by all for her overwhelming power said to rival the Emperor himself. Nicknamed 'Sarasyu' for the sound she made whenever she appears every midnight. The sound of danger that made everyone evacuate in panic, fearing for their life to end under her death charm. She is also known as the ‘Queen of Bandits’ and ‘Midnight Tarantula’ amongst the commoners for all the crimes she has committed. In contrary to people who admire her who consisted of corrupted royals & criminals. Those corrupted kings are mostly amongst the richest who dreamed of marrying her for getting the Emperor throne while the criminals admired her stealing & cannibalism practice for power boost. Those who practiced cannibalism are immediately sent to death
ordered by the Emperor for murder charge.
Even to this day, 7 years after the birth of the vicious evil monster, she is still hunted for her
head to be turned into promised gold.
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UPHEAVAL OF FLOWERETS
Five hundreds years ago, the world divided itself to wasteland hills and fertile land due to chaos widely known as ‘Total Annihilation’. A chaos that wiped off millions upon millions of species called, human , which changed the whole history of life. The world undergone drastic change since the division which both sides are now overtaken by another species that born to wipe off humanity itself , nature monster , as humans have gone extinct two hundred years ago. The world of nature monsters which united under a rule of an Emperor or Empress that posesses the 'Highest Throne' sit then derives into Kings/Queens to counties which are measured by their strength. Strength first, wealth comes second. The royal positions are determined by strength which everyone has to fight for and it isn't illegal to kill your opponent as long as you buried the body in the nearest mountain. For the 'Highest Throne' however, it is obligated to kill the opponent as prove for being the strongest of all. The royal positions are dripping with invisible blood different to the life of commoners which is a lot more peaceful unless tyrant took over. An unfortunate event of tyranny years did happen exactly 7 years ago prior to the current ruling Emperor who is widely known as kind and rational. However, the aftermath of such awful event also has given birth to heinous criminals and the most feared one is, Sarasyu.
Sarasyu, hated by many admired by some, is believed to be a cannibalistic female monster who soars the sky and rushes through bushes to prey on anyone. Rumour has it that she lured men with her devil charm into the 'Forbidden Forest' before preying on them since witnesses described her as a pretty woman in black with a beautiful long jet black hair and blazing red eyes that will consume you like fire. She is believed to kill & loot, feared by all for her overwhelming power said to rival the Emperor himself. Nicknamed 'Sarasyu' for the sound she made whenever she appears every midnight. The sound of danger that made everyone evacuate in panic, fearing for their life to end under her death charm. She is also known as the ‘Queen of Bandits’ and ‘Midnight Tarantula’ amongst the commoners for all the crimes she has committed. In contrary to people who admire her who consisted of corrupted royals & criminals. Those corrupted kings are mostly amongst the richest who dreamed of marrying her for getting the Emperor throne while the criminals admired her stealing & cannibalism practice for power boost. Those who practiced cannibalism are immediately sent to death
ordered by the Emperor for murder charge.
Even to this day, 7 years after the birth of the vicious evil monster, she is still hunted for her
head to be turned into promised gold.
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"Mysterious soul energy"
Chapter.00 {Prologue}
When you once had a dream, you had a goal and a passion, but the world puts you in a different direction.
The path that is in the opposite direction of that dream.
And then you decide to adapt, you move on with life, and you live in a new way that you never imagined.
But then, subconsciously, by this world, you are turned in such a way and you take a path that you are subconsciously taken to that dream and your initial goal, but…. Here, this time, at this point, you have no memory of that old dream.
The path you took during this period has changed your actions and beliefs during this period and has even taken you in the opposite direction from your original dream to the extent that you no longer remember that goal and desire and stare at the white wall of memories of that dream to explore a bit of information , a bit of a common point.
It may be the easiest thing to surrender or get confused and turn away from that old dream, but you stay, you stabilize and you find your old self again, you close your eyes for a moment from the path of the past, so you can start again in the opposite direction.
After a while, you come to your senses and see that you were able to hold both paths together, and find a common path between these two opposite paths, and take a step in it , then you can see how the same opposite path that you have taken for a while accompanies and helps in the path of your dream, and you use its teachings in the new path.
Wanted to fight
Became a healer
Then had to harm,
World is actually playing isn't?
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Chapter.00 {Prologue}
When you once had a dream, you had a goal and a passion, but the world puts you in a different direction.
The path that is in the opposite direction of that dream.
And then you decide to adapt, you move on with life, and you live in a new way that you never imagined.
But then, subconsciously, by this world, you are turned in such a way and you take a path that you are subconsciously taken to that dream and your initial goal, but…. Here, this time, at this point, you have no memory of that old dream.
The path you took during this period has changed your actions and beliefs during this period and has even taken you in the opposite direction from your original dream to the extent that you no longer remember that goal and desire and stare at the white wall of memories of that dream to explore a bit of information , a bit of a common point.
It may be the easiest thing to surrender or get confused and turn away from that old dream, but you stay, you stabilize and you find your old self again, you close your eyes for a moment from the path of the past, so you can start again in the opposite direction.
After a while, you come to your senses and see that you were able to hold both paths together, and find a common path between these two opposite paths, and take a step in it , then you can see how the same opposite path that you have taken for a while accompanies and helps in the path of your dream, and you use its teachings in the new path.
Wanted to fight
Became a healer
Then had to harm,
World is actually playing isn't?
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"Mysterious soul energy"
Chapter.01 {soul Energy exam}
There was a commotion everywhere. People could be seen everywhere at the entrance test site. Some were spectators and some were teenagers .
A group of participants eagerly awaited their turn.
Kai was standing In a corner of the crowd with a numb, slightly sad face. As a child, he could not use his soul energy like the rest of his peers, and he was always ridiculed.
He was thinking and suddenly the loud and startled voice of the people brought him to himself, he went a little higher on his foot and went forward to see what had happened ?!
And he noticed that the people were surprised and talking about the result of the test of Nicholas, the famous disciple of the tribe of sky.
It was a test to measure the soul energy of the academy's entrances.
( The touch of the sacred sphere by the weakest warrior turned it green, and with increasing power the colors yellow, orange, red, brown, and black appeared, respectively. and there were only a few geniuses in the land who could apear the black . and it was usually yellow when most of the participants touched it. )
But when Nicholas touched it, the sphere had turned orange.
Everyone called him a genius with surprise, and a group insisted that the sphere was broken: /
After Nicholas came down from the test stand, the test taker picked up the list of participants and read the name of the next person: "The next participant is Kai from the Thunder tribe."
There was silence for a moment, and then some people started laughing, one of the participants shouted from the crowd: "Do you want to take the test from that loser? He can not even pull out his soul energy."
And then again everyone started laughing.
Kai sighed and nodded . he continued on his way, it was not his fault that he had never been able to use his power, he had tried all the ways and done what the other children were doing but to no avail.
Finally he reached the test site, was walking slowly, as if he did not want to reach the sphere quickly, he finally reached to the sphere then blinked for a few seconds, raised his hand and finally put it on that sphere , unconsciously closed his eyes tightly.
The crowd was in a strange silence. After a few moments and hearing the laughter and surprise of the people, he opened his eyes, he was waiting to see the green color, but what he saw was the turquoise color, he felt that his body was frozen and his soul was separated from his body.
The color division of soul energies starts with blue, turquoise, then green, yellow, and so on.
Those who have the power of blue spirit are the common people whose spiritual power can be used only in daily affairs, and those who have the power of turquoise are doctors who ... are mostly women…. , and only those who have green soul energy can change it , improve it, and strengthen their own soul energy. They can turn it yellow, orange and…. . and they can fight.
Shocked and surprised, Kai came down from the stand, one person from the crowd said, "Bro, you came the wrong way. Instead of coming to the martial arts academy, you should go and learn healing with the girls," and they started laughing.
Another person shouted, "Don't make fun of him, can't you see we have a genius?The first boy in history to have the Turquoise energy ."
Kai ran and left the test site. There were many things he wanted to think about, but his brain was more empty than ever, and he did not even know exactly what to do now.
He saw that he had been reached home for so long, he did not know how to explain what happened today to his grandfather.."
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Chapter.01 {soul Energy exam}
There was a commotion everywhere. People could be seen everywhere at the entrance test site. Some were spectators and some were teenagers .
A group of participants eagerly awaited their turn.
Kai was standing In a corner of the crowd with a numb, slightly sad face. As a child, he could not use his soul energy like the rest of his peers, and he was always ridiculed.
He was thinking and suddenly the loud and startled voice of the people brought him to himself, he went a little higher on his foot and went forward to see what had happened ?!
And he noticed that the people were surprised and talking about the result of the test of Nicholas, the famous disciple of the tribe of sky.
It was a test to measure the soul energy of the academy's entrances.
( The touch of the sacred sphere by the weakest warrior turned it green, and with increasing power the colors yellow, orange, red, brown, and black appeared, respectively. and there were only a few geniuses in the land who could apear the black . and it was usually yellow when most of the participants touched it. )
But when Nicholas touched it, the sphere had turned orange.
Everyone called him a genius with surprise, and a group insisted that the sphere was broken: /
After Nicholas came down from the test stand, the test taker picked up the list of participants and read the name of the next person: "The next participant is Kai from the Thunder tribe."
There was silence for a moment, and then some people started laughing, one of the participants shouted from the crowd: "Do you want to take the test from that loser? He can not even pull out his soul energy."
And then again everyone started laughing.
Kai sighed and nodded . he continued on his way, it was not his fault that he had never been able to use his power, he had tried all the ways and done what the other children were doing but to no avail.
Finally he reached the test site, was walking slowly, as if he did not want to reach the sphere quickly, he finally reached to the sphere then blinked for a few seconds, raised his hand and finally put it on that sphere , unconsciously closed his eyes tightly.
The crowd was in a strange silence. After a few moments and hearing the laughter and surprise of the people, he opened his eyes, he was waiting to see the green color, but what he saw was the turquoise color, he felt that his body was frozen and his soul was separated from his body.
The color division of soul energies starts with blue, turquoise, then green, yellow, and so on.
Those who have the power of blue spirit are the common people whose spiritual power can be used only in daily affairs, and those who have the power of turquoise are doctors who ... are mostly women…. , and only those who have green soul energy can change it , improve it, and strengthen their own soul energy. They can turn it yellow, orange and…. . and they can fight.
Shocked and surprised, Kai came down from the stand, one person from the crowd said, "Bro, you came the wrong way. Instead of coming to the martial arts academy, you should go and learn healing with the girls," and they started laughing.
Another person shouted, "Don't make fun of him, can't you see we have a genius?The first boy in history to have the Turquoise energy ."
Kai ran and left the test site. There were many things he wanted to think about, but his brain was more empty than ever, and he did not even know exactly what to do now.
He saw that he had been reached home for so long, he did not know how to explain what happened today to his grandfather.."
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"Mysterious soul energy"
Chapter.00 {Prologue}
When you once had a dream, you had a goal and a passion, but the world puts you in a different direction.
The path that is in the opposite direction of that dream.
And then you decide to adapt, you move on…
Chapter.00 {Prologue}
When you once had a dream, you had a goal and a passion, but the world puts you in a different direction.
The path that is in the opposite direction of that dream.
And then you decide to adapt, you move on…
"Mysterious soul energy"
Chapter~01.5 {soul energy exam}
After reaching home , Kai finally greeted grandfather and went to sit next to him, the grandfather patted Kai's head and said: "Welcome! are you tired?"
Kai thought to himself to wait until finishing eating, then talking about his soul energy.
And he answered with an artificial laugh: "Grandpa, yes; a lot ... I ran all the way here, I'm going to the kitchen ,to Marie and will tell her to prepare food for me"
Kai nodded and took a deep breath. Then turned his head to find Marie ,she was looking at him suspiciously, kai laughed and got closer, then said, "What did Marie made with her golden hand today?"
he went and sat down at the table.
"What's the matter?" Marie asked as she prepared food:"I feel like something is weird with you today."
And she put the food in front of Kai on the table. Kai quickly replied, "no... everything is fine."
And without looking he began to eat.suddenly marie said: "But you did not even notice the mushroom in the food and ate it."
After hearing this, Kai stopped eating and drank all the water in the glass, hoping that the mushrooms would go down, then he coughed.
Marie came near Kai and hit him twice in the back, then Kai returned to normal.
Marie looked at him seriously, and said :"Well ... now tell me what happened?"
Kai leaned back in his chair impatiently, then got up and said: "Let's go there, I have to tell Grandpa too."
On the way, until he arrived, he thought over a thousand ways of how to say and at last he took a deep breath and went to sat in front of his grandfather. Marie stand beside him.
Grandpa stopped reading and said: "from the second you arrived, it was as if you wanted to say something. Tell me, let me see what happened."
Kai raised his head and immediately, without noticing what was going through his mind, said, "I am turquoise. No i mean ... .. Huff", he looked desperately at the roof and blinked, then said, "Haha, congratulations!"
"Today, I took the test of soul energy. and guess what the result was?
, my soul energy was turquoise… .. the first boy with the turquoise power of healing in the whole history…."
And then he leaned back and looked at Grandpa's face.
After a few moments of silence, the grandfather looked at Kai's worried face with a smile and said:"You must be very tired from the morning. Go and rest. We have to go register tomorrow morning and we have a lot of work to do"
Then he patted his hand on Kai's shoulder and left. Kai blinked in surprise and looked at Marie, Marie also shrugged and left. Kai got up and walked to his room.
from the morning he had been faced with things that had occupied his mind and he was so tired that by the time he entered the room he threw himself on the bed and before reaching the pillow he fell asleep.
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Chapter~01.5 {soul energy exam}
After reaching home , Kai finally greeted grandfather and went to sit next to him, the grandfather patted Kai's head and said: "Welcome! are you tired?"
Kai thought to himself to wait until finishing eating, then talking about his soul energy.
And he answered with an artificial laugh: "Grandpa, yes; a lot ... I ran all the way here, I'm going to the kitchen ,to Marie and will tell her to prepare food for me"
Kai nodded and took a deep breath. Then turned his head to find Marie ,she was looking at him suspiciously, kai laughed and got closer, then said, "What did Marie made with her golden hand today?"
he went and sat down at the table.
"What's the matter?" Marie asked as she prepared food:"I feel like something is weird with you today."
And she put the food in front of Kai on the table. Kai quickly replied, "no... everything is fine."
And without looking he began to eat.suddenly marie said: "But you did not even notice the mushroom in the food and ate it."
After hearing this, Kai stopped eating and drank all the water in the glass, hoping that the mushrooms would go down, then he coughed.
Marie came near Kai and hit him twice in the back, then Kai returned to normal.
Marie looked at him seriously, and said :"Well ... now tell me what happened?"
Kai leaned back in his chair impatiently, then got up and said: "Let's go there, I have to tell Grandpa too."
On the way, until he arrived, he thought over a thousand ways of how to say and at last he took a deep breath and went to sat in front of his grandfather. Marie stand beside him.
Grandpa stopped reading and said: "from the second you arrived, it was as if you wanted to say something. Tell me, let me see what happened."
Kai raised his head and immediately, without noticing what was going through his mind, said, "I am turquoise. No i mean ... .. Huff", he looked desperately at the roof and blinked, then said, "Haha, congratulations!"
"Today, I took the test of soul energy. and guess what the result was?
, my soul energy was turquoise… .. the first boy with the turquoise power of healing in the whole history…."
And then he leaned back and looked at Grandpa's face.
After a few moments of silence, the grandfather looked at Kai's worried face with a smile and said:"You must be very tired from the morning. Go and rest. We have to go register tomorrow morning and we have a lot of work to do"
Then he patted his hand on Kai's shoulder and left. Kai blinked in surprise and looked at Marie, Marie also shrugged and left. Kai got up and walked to his room.
from the morning he had been faced with things that had occupied his mind and he was so tired that by the time he entered the room he threw himself on the bed and before reaching the pillow he fell asleep.
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Chapter.00 {Prologue}
When you once had a dream, you had a goal and a passion, but the world puts you in a different direction.
The path that is in the opposite direction of that dream.
And then you decide to adapt, you move on…
Chapter.00 {Prologue}
When you once had a dream, you had a goal and a passion, but the world puts you in a different direction.
The path that is in the opposite direction of that dream.
And then you decide to adapt, you move on…
"mysterious soul energy"
Chapter~02{healing Academy}
He woke up by the bright light bothering his eyes, sat down and looked around confused for a few moments, when he suddenly remembered that he had to go to register today..., he closed his eyes and put himself on the bed again. He was falling asleep again when he suddenly saw that he was getting up and turning at the same time, he opened his eyes and looked in front of him, everything was upside down!
Surprisingly, he analyzed his surroundings when his grandfather's voice came to him:"sleepy boy, from now on you are going to be a classmate with the girls. Learn some order. It is really unfortunate. Get ready soon. Do not be late for the first day."Then Kai felt he fell and fell, he gathered his face with pain and realized that his grandfather had lifted him from his feet at that time and he had turned upside down, not his room …!
After preparing and eating breakfast, he went out of the house and saw his grandfather waiting for him. He ran to him and said, "I'm ready. "
He finally got to the academy, there were girls and women everywhere, he felt kinda anxious, and lowered his head and walked behind his grandfather,
Entering the management room, the lady sitting at the table raised her head and looked at them With a questioning face and said, "welcome, can I help you?"
"We came to register," said the grandfather.
When the grandfather's words were over, the laughter of the girls could be heard. The manager yelled at them, "Be quiet!" "And you,boy, introduce yourself."
Kai went a step further and said, "Im Kai ,from thunder tribe and I'm twelve ."
"Classes start early in the morning and last until the afternoon, the academy is open until sunset in the afternoon and you can come to practice if you want," manager said
while filling out the form. And then she got up and left the room and told them, "Follow me." A few girls and a woman were in the room, as if their they were in the middle of teaching.
"this is your class and she is Miss Jia ,your teacher, and these are your classmates." manager said.
Kai greeted them and introduced himself.
The manager and grandfather left the classroom. Miss Jia, with a surprise that she tried to hide it , showed Kai's place to him and Kai sat on his seat, then he heard whispers and laughters,he thought that he had to adapt to it, because wherever he went, he would hear the same thing.
Miss Jia began to speak : " You use healing in normal times or in time of war .
the situation is not the same and you should be able to be careful and increase the speed of your work , and sometimes even an innocent person may lose his life due to your carelessness, Gather and practice and listen carefully to the lessons and tips, just as you can kill a person with your carelessness .
With a lot of focus and practice you can bring an almost dead person back to life."
And then she went to the table where a big fish, which seemed to be not alive, was layed.
Then she told Kai and the others, "Come on, pay attention to the words and gestures."
students moved, kai was thinking in his mind (are we going to cook fish,to bring a dead man back with eating it? and he laughed silently )
they came close to the table.
Ms. Jia said as she raised her hand, "Soul energy has accumulated in your body. Fighters move the soul energy by applying pressure to some point, causing their energy to flow in the body and then pulling it out."
"It does, but this pressure has no effect on the healing soul energy .You must first find its core and then release it and calm it down. Flow that part of the soul energy and bring it to the palm of your hand. See , like this."
Then a light and turquoise energy spread like light on the palm of her hand , then she placed it on the fish's body, saying : "This fish is injured and in a bad state, but by finding the damaged part and repairing it, the fish can live again."
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Chapter~02{healing Academy}
He woke up by the bright light bothering his eyes, sat down and looked around confused for a few moments, when he suddenly remembered that he had to go to register today..., he closed his eyes and put himself on the bed again. He was falling asleep again when he suddenly saw that he was getting up and turning at the same time, he opened his eyes and looked in front of him, everything was upside down!
Surprisingly, he analyzed his surroundings when his grandfather's voice came to him:"sleepy boy, from now on you are going to be a classmate with the girls. Learn some order. It is really unfortunate. Get ready soon. Do not be late for the first day."Then Kai felt he fell and fell, he gathered his face with pain and realized that his grandfather had lifted him from his feet at that time and he had turned upside down, not his room …!
After preparing and eating breakfast, he went out of the house and saw his grandfather waiting for him. He ran to him and said, "I'm ready. "
He finally got to the academy, there were girls and women everywhere, he felt kinda anxious, and lowered his head and walked behind his grandfather,
Entering the management room, the lady sitting at the table raised her head and looked at them With a questioning face and said, "welcome, can I help you?"
"We came to register," said the grandfather.
When the grandfather's words were over, the laughter of the girls could be heard. The manager yelled at them, "Be quiet!" "And you,boy, introduce yourself."
Kai went a step further and said, "Im Kai ,from thunder tribe and I'm twelve ."
"Classes start early in the morning and last until the afternoon, the academy is open until sunset in the afternoon and you can come to practice if you want," manager said
while filling out the form. And then she got up and left the room and told them, "Follow me." A few girls and a woman were in the room, as if their they were in the middle of teaching.
"this is your class and she is Miss Jia ,your teacher, and these are your classmates." manager said.
Kai greeted them and introduced himself.
The manager and grandfather left the classroom. Miss Jia, with a surprise that she tried to hide it , showed Kai's place to him and Kai sat on his seat, then he heard whispers and laughters,he thought that he had to adapt to it, because wherever he went, he would hear the same thing.
Miss Jia began to speak : " You use healing in normal times or in time of war .
the situation is not the same and you should be able to be careful and increase the speed of your work , and sometimes even an innocent person may lose his life due to your carelessness, Gather and practice and listen carefully to the lessons and tips, just as you can kill a person with your carelessness .
With a lot of focus and practice you can bring an almost dead person back to life."
And then she went to the table where a big fish, which seemed to be not alive, was layed.
Then she told Kai and the others, "Come on, pay attention to the words and gestures."
students moved, kai was thinking in his mind (are we going to cook fish,to bring a dead man back with eating it? and he laughed silently )
they came close to the table.
Ms. Jia said as she raised her hand, "Soul energy has accumulated in your body. Fighters move the soul energy by applying pressure to some point, causing their energy to flow in the body and then pulling it out."
"It does, but this pressure has no effect on the healing soul energy .You must first find its core and then release it and calm it down. Flow that part of the soul energy and bring it to the palm of your hand. See , like this."
Then a light and turquoise energy spread like light on the palm of her hand , then she placed it on the fish's body, saying : "This fish is injured and in a bad state, but by finding the damaged part and repairing it, the fish can live again."
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"Mysterious soul energy"
Chapter.00 {Prologue}
When you once had a dream, you had a goal and a passion, but the world puts you in a different direction.
The path that is in the opposite direction of that dream.
And then you decide to adapt, you move on…
Chapter.00 {Prologue}
When you once had a dream, you had a goal and a passion, but the world puts you in a different direction.
The path that is in the opposite direction of that dream.
And then you decide to adapt, you move on…
“Don’t give up. Don’t give up,” the old man said. His voice seemed to be distant, even though he was much closer to me. The waves came rushing forward, and before they touched our feet, the waves retreated. Life seemed to be going good, and it almost feels like an earthquake now. Not small, but a really bad one.
The man stood opposite to me as if in a nightmare. He caught hold of my hands, “Don’t give up. Don’t give up this soon.” I looked at the man, with eyes filled with tears. The moon, which stayed directly opposite to us, shone in full. Its reflection made the sea shine. It was so real, to be a nightmare.
“Who are you?” I asked him.
“I am the king of this country,” he told me. He had almost white, grey eyelids. His body looked so old, devoid of any flesh. He had some long hairs spurting out of his chin and cheeks, which can’t be called a beard. He was almost bald, and the remaining hair was grown long. I laughed lightly at his response, and I stopped the laughter, understanding that insanity is not something to be laughed at. I stopped, heaving only one puff of air.
“Come. Come with me,” the man said, taking my hand. I followed him to his house. It was so small, I understood that he lived alone.
Thus, my plan to kill myself was aborted. The man’s voice echoed in my mind, like it got strongly registered there. “Don’t give up. Don’t give up.”
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The man stood opposite to me as if in a nightmare. He caught hold of my hands, “Don’t give up. Don’t give up this soon.” I looked at the man, with eyes filled with tears. The moon, which stayed directly opposite to us, shone in full. Its reflection made the sea shine. It was so real, to be a nightmare.
“Who are you?” I asked him.
“I am the king of this country,” he told me. He had almost white, grey eyelids. His body looked so old, devoid of any flesh. He had some long hairs spurting out of his chin and cheeks, which can’t be called a beard. He was almost bald, and the remaining hair was grown long. I laughed lightly at his response, and I stopped the laughter, understanding that insanity is not something to be laughed at. I stopped, heaving only one puff of air.
“Come. Come with me,” the man said, taking my hand. I followed him to his house. It was so small, I understood that he lived alone.
Thus, my plan to kill myself was aborted. The man’s voice echoed in my mind, like it got strongly registered there. “Don’t give up. Don’t give up.”
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"It's 10 PM,Do you want to walk me home?" He asked.
"Are you afraid to walk alone?" She replied.
"No one is alone after talking with a beautiful girl," He answered.
"How come?" She questioned with known eagerness.
"Thoughts occupy the fragrance of smile, nose smells beauty, eyes see wonders and tongue starts to speak never heard poetical lines"
"Hey, stop flirting.I will walk with you," she said cutely.
"We already reached the destination," He replied.
"Now, do you want to walk me home?" Craziness came out of her words.
"Of course!!! " He answered with a sense of bliss.
Both smiled.
The same thing continued for the next few hours.
"It's a boon to love and to be in love"
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"Are you afraid to walk alone?" She replied.
"No one is alone after talking with a beautiful girl," He answered.
"How come?" She questioned with known eagerness.
"Thoughts occupy the fragrance of smile, nose smells beauty, eyes see wonders and tongue starts to speak never heard poetical lines"
"Hey, stop flirting.I will walk with you," she said cutely.
"We already reached the destination," He replied.
"Now, do you want to walk me home?" Craziness came out of her words.
"Of course!!! " He answered with a sense of bliss.
Both smiled.
The same thing continued for the next few hours.
"It's a boon to love and to be in love"
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A Father put his 3 year old daughter to bed, told her a story and
listened to her prayers which ended by saying,
"God bless Mommy, God bless Daddy, God bless Grandma and good-bye Grandpa."
Family joke
The father asked, 'Why did you say good-bye Grandpa?'
The little girl said, "I don't know daddy, it just seemed like the thing to do."
The next day grandpa died.
The father thought it was a strange coincidence.
A few months later the father put the girl to bed and listened to her
prayers which went like this,
"God bless Mommy, God Bless Daddy and good-bye Grandma."
The next day the grandmother died.
"Holy crap" thought the father, "this kid is in contact with the other side."
Several weeks later when the girl was going to bed the dad heard her
say, "God bless Mommy and good-bye Daddy."
He practically went into shock. He couldn't sleep all night and got up
at the crack of dawn to go to his office.
He was nervous as a cat all day, had lunch and watched the clock.. He
figured if he could get by until midnight he would be okay.
He felt safe in the office, so instead of going home at the end of the
day he stayed there, drinking coffee, looking at his watch and jumping
at every sound. Finally midnight arrived; he breathed a sigh of relief
and went home.
When he got home his wife said,
"I've never seen you work so late. What's the matter?"
He said, "I don't want to talk about it, I've just spent the worst day
of my life."
She said, You think you had a bad day, you'll never believe what
happened to me. This morning my boss dropped dead in the middle of a
meeting
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listened to her prayers which ended by saying,
"God bless Mommy, God bless Daddy, God bless Grandma and good-bye Grandpa."
Family joke
The father asked, 'Why did you say good-bye Grandpa?'
The little girl said, "I don't know daddy, it just seemed like the thing to do."
The next day grandpa died.
The father thought it was a strange coincidence.
A few months later the father put the girl to bed and listened to her
prayers which went like this,
"God bless Mommy, God Bless Daddy and good-bye Grandma."
The next day the grandmother died.
"Holy crap" thought the father, "this kid is in contact with the other side."
Several weeks later when the girl was going to bed the dad heard her
say, "God bless Mommy and good-bye Daddy."
He practically went into shock. He couldn't sleep all night and got up
at the crack of dawn to go to his office.
He was nervous as a cat all day, had lunch and watched the clock.. He
figured if he could get by until midnight he would be okay.
He felt safe in the office, so instead of going home at the end of the
day he stayed there, drinking coffee, looking at his watch and jumping
at every sound. Finally midnight arrived; he breathed a sigh of relief
and went home.
When he got home his wife said,
"I've never seen you work so late. What's the matter?"
He said, "I don't want to talk about it, I've just spent the worst day
of my life."
She said, You think you had a bad day, you'll never believe what
happened to me. This morning my boss dropped dead in the middle of a
meeting
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So one high college student decided to find a virgin girl and.. Marry her. One summer day he walks around the campus and catches a glimpse of wonderful young lady not far from him. "Hi whats up? Everything's fine. What's your name cute babe? My name's Alice. Are you a virgin, Alice? No. Why should I be? Ok, ok, he decides to visit a public school and at the doorstep be notices a pretty little chick with an angel smile. Hi, little chick ! How are you doing? Am doing well. What's your name? Alice. Hmmmmm. Are you a virgin? Are you mad, dude? Of cause not! The dissapointed fellow travels further and visits middle classes and then he visits primary classes but the output is always the same: all girls bear the name of Alice and all of them are not perfect already. The disappointed dude finally decides to try his luck in a kindergarten. Now he strolls around the premises and catches a look of nice blonde smiling baby. Look baby, he says, how old are you ? I am 5 sir. Hm, and whats your name pretty child ? I am Alice sir! Now the student completely looses his temper. He starts jumping and yelling, screaming curses and threats, the kid looks frightened and about to cry. O tempora, o mores! , he yells, such a little child, such an innocent little kid, and she is already an ALICE !!!!!
Andy Ronzhin
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