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my life it’s always been agitating and a never ending cycle . I push to say anything. I always feel rushed. My life has always been a nightmare. I can’t think of anything else that makes me happy,the way my father treats me the way my mother, abandoned me. It sucks, I can’t wait to see my grandma she’s my only hope my grandpa died last year to and I can’t wait to help my grandma be able to get thr...
Slowly coming to her senses and into the foreground, the revolving sound of an emergency siren echoed off the small pods walls.
Riley, barely conscious from her long hypersleep, estimated it had probably been going off for the past 36 hours. Her hypersleep tube was already opened.
She began to lift herself up slowly and saw that the hypersleep tube next to her’s was damaged. Like something had...
I read the note over and over again, hoping that I had missed some part of the joke, but nothing else was there. I rubbed my eyes vigorously, in case I had undiagnosed dyslexia. Or, just maybe, I had taken some drugs that I had somehow forgotten about and all of this was a hallucination.
Nope, definitely real.
How did I even get this letter? If the other Pandora really did exist, how did she ma...
He was special, different and confident because he knew - in his looks and his personality. 5 o’clock shadow, piercing brown eyes, thick eyebrows and a strong, macho look on his fact like he didn’t have anything to smile about. But when he did smile, a soft charming, yet beaming smile portrayed a glowing aura in the air. It made you not want to look away. He was about 5’9 in height and muscular wi...
Our engine has full stopped working, we’re low on rashins and water, our comms aren’t picking up any signal, and all while being on some unknown planet Maker knows where. The only thing one this planet is an abandoned space port. Tech says at least it has gas we could use once the engine becomes operational again. I think he’s just being optimistic but it does give me the idea to go outside and tr...
The ship silently clips into place at the docking post. Everybody stares at the ground, guilty and hollow from the previous battle. They have lost their old mothership and home as proof. Silently their newly appointed captain stands and makes her way to the door. She sighs and silent tears stain her cheeks.
"Welcome home everyone." She breathes.
As the door slides open everybody's head turns. Grey...
“Hey! Hey! Easy does it! This ain’t your ship Cali!” Truman shouts from the windowed bottom hull.
“Don’t back seat.. or…erm.. bottom seat drive!” Cali shouts, his gray stubble making a wreath around his surprisingly white teeth.
‘Remember to see if he has some extra toothpaste powder in his cabin tonight. ‘ I note to myself.
With only a small click into the docking base we land.
A thick...
Since the war, there were not many ways that Astros could get any worse. The land was practically divided in two, both physically and metaphorically. The Highers still thought it was necessary to distance themselves from the Lessers, and it was rare to see a conversation between the two groups, let alone a peaceful one.
And somehow, Lark’s sister managed to be courted by the ruler of Astros, who...
When I look in the mirror
I see the depth of my soul
I see trap, struggle, and hardship
Abuse, and pain and abandonment
I see bad dogs and terrors
And serpents choked by moss
I see knots of my childhood
I see drunk and the feral ones sitting on barstools
And sweat and torn T-shirts
I see open flies and genitals
When I look in the mirror
I don’t like what I see...
Hearing the birds chirping, lying on the earthy ground, feeling the moist verdant grass, smelling the aromatic scent, surrounded by heavy air and overcast sky.
Feeling the drizzle of rain falling down my body, whispering to myself “Home, this is where I belong “
Shutting my blurry watery eyes and vanishing into the darkness...