Is Life A Single Player Experience?

I'm way up! I stand on a narrow ledge six stories above the ground.I'm so high, I'm practically part of the sky. I look down at the pavement below, and the world tilts. I close my eyes, enjoying the way everything spins. Maybe this time I'll do it. Let the air carry me away. It will be like floating in a pool, drifting off until there's nothing.I don't remember climbing here. In fact, I don't remember much of this morning. It all seemed to me like blank white noise. At times like this---I don't think I'm okay..I guess, I haven't been okay for a while now! Mostly since the day I had to face the fact that growing up means leaving the person you grew up with behind just to be in a romantic relationship. Or is it since the day my mother had to sell our house because I dragged myself into a massive traffic accident, and shattered my hip bone?I open my eyes, and the ground is still there, hard and permanent. I am in the bell tower at

Monday arrives, and I'm regrettably still alive. To be honest, there was maybe a flicker of hope that things could get better. But apparently, I wouldn't learn my lesson! Because every time I wish to hear something good, the universe hurries to smack me. Today for example, my mom told me that we might not have money for dinner. That's why it's better to be done with this life before I starve. But instead, I'm trapped in class. I can just leave if I want, but the Class Merit Contest is hindering my freedom.In short, The Merit Contest is a competition where the school secure the highest paying job opportunities, exchange programs, and special post-grad training to the overall best class. Since they're judging us on the basis of 'merit', everything could be taken into account. From academics and decipline to social harmony may get to be used against us. That's the reason students here are super careful about what they do and say. So, if someone like me, storms out in the mi

One of the things that makes life such a shitty game, is the random set of rules that are almost always unpredictable. When you're at your usual state of tolerable misery, and something comes to add to the turbulence, you have no choice but to throw the towel."Pa—pardon me," the troubling turbulence walks in. "Is this the Aid Club..?" Out of the three thousand students enrolled in Cooper University of Science and Technology, the first customer to the Aid Club is the very same person with those one sided triple freckles, and those curvy hips. The way she moves, it seems as though she doesn't want to be seen. The white shirt she's wearing is tightly squeezing on her body, and her above the knee skirt bounces with every move. Her chestnut-brown hair flows down slightly below her shoulders in loose waves, and with every step she takes, they sway. Her puppy-like eyes darted about as if she is scouting out the area, her gaze never stopping to rest, and when her

Febuary comes with it's amusingly jumpy weather. And in Stonebay, this means it gets unexpectantly rainy, only to flip to sunny and even windy inbetween, too. With the vibes of New Year have pretty much faded, most of them upbeat mood-ers charge out to find new things to do. Whether it's finding somebody or something to cling to, or just setting out to actually start knocking the goals of their New Year's Resolutions. There's gotta always be a thing going on! While in my case, it's usually a watchful countdown. When might a terrible problem hits? Or, if this year is gonna take it easy on us. I admit that sometimes I feel envious of how these happy people who see a new year as a revenue for more happiness. An opportunity for them to get the things they didn't in the previous year. But hey, it's not like they were merely blessed and I'm not! These people just happened to be working their ass off to get what they want, while I don't. But that's because I'm basically cu

The game of life is not a great one, it's severely lacking. Those who are lucky to be given high quality characters never flinch to exploit the less fortunate. Even if you choose to endure the setbacks, and aim to fix this game, there're no guarentees that you wouldn't face the wrath of the A-tier; the ones that are happy with the way things are. Especially when they got control of the masses."What in the world..?!" "Whoa..!""What happened to the library?!" When Charlotte left the library, she must have let the door unlocked. And due to that, the Stuck-up Kids were able to intrude on us. There are three boys: Noah, Anthony, and the guy with glasses and medium black curls. They were soon followed by two girls: Courtney, and another shorter girl with red pony-tailed hair."What have you done to this place..?" Anthony's perplexed."Well, well, well, what do we have here?!" Courtney muses. "Looks like a great place for a party.""