story posts
- The exit 4 minutes
It was orange, green, red, and brown. Walking down a path with my girlfriend, arm around her shoulder, we chatted about the most random things.
It was a good day. It started when I got out of my bunk bed and jumped into the brown world. A mountain of stress crept in as the reality sunk in. I was stuck in my room. The noise outside terrified me and my roommates, soaked by water leaking through somewhere I had no idea.
- Rivals 7 minutes
- The smile that was sad 3 minutes
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"When do you think people die? When they are shot through the heart by a bullet of a pistol? No. When they are ravaged by an incurable disease? No. When they drink a soup made of a poisonous mushroom? No! It's when they're forgotten."
— Dr. Hiluluk