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The admin was stunned. "You'd better think this through. Even if we reverse time, it will only create a parallel universe. It won't have anything to do with the current you. And once reality changes, you'll disappear. The points you used can't be returned." I nodded with complete certainty. In the next second, my vision blurred, and I found myself standing in front of a cornfield. "Get away from me! Help! I'm begging you, please… I'll give you money! Please just leave me alone!"

"Although, I'd love to see you beg." Grace's face instantly became as red as a ruby. "Hannah!" she squeaked. Hannah's next words were abruptly interupted by the older man at the desk in front of them. "Flight to Fairbanks, Alaska will now begin boarding. Those in business and first class please proceed to the counter to scan your tickets and prepare to board." "We can finish this conversation a little later." Hannah smirked at Grace as she stood and gathered her carry on bag while helping Grace to her feet.

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A familiar book for the ride back. Jeffrey leaned closer. “What are you reading?” I didn’t look up. “Philip’s Room by Raven Black.” He looked stunned. “No fucking way! For real?”

I am tired now and might read her works tomorrow. The next day, I am eating my breakfast while listening to classical music in my dining room. My laptop is in front of me while my toast and coffee are beside my laptop. Hearing the crunch on every bite, I read her works, and her writing improved. I might lose because I am enjoying her story, and also, she is brave to use my name as the main lead.

I had gone to a party that evening. It was the first time I was going to a club instead of my tub. I wanted to dance out the pain in my head. I wanted to drink the voices in my head off. They say alcohol relieves you, and I wanted to try it out today. I got to the party and went to the bar man to get a glass of alcohol. I sat contemplating whether to drink it or not. After some minutes, I picked up the glass, emptying the glass with one gulp.

Slowly, his laughter was laced with stifled sobs. I patted his head. "Hey now, no waterworks. I'm turning into an angel soon. I'll be getting wings and a halo! You should be throwing me a congratulatory party." His voice wavered, caught between a laugh and a sob. "What kind of angel goes through all this suffering..." "Doesn't matter. I wouldn't have it any other way." … [In the Next Life — April 12, 2024, 3:09 PM — I Wonder If Anyone Is Still Waiting For Me To Come Home For Dinner]

It didn’t feel right to be reading it, but he found himself continuing. -I got my first look at my new neighbor when he went out to get his mail. He’s…not exactly what I had expected. As soon as I saw him from the window, I was stuck in place. He’s like one of those guys you see on the cover of romance books. He was…well, okay, he was hot! Wild dark hair, a face that, despite not having a beard, just looked manly, and built…boy was he built! I couldn’t see what color his eyes were, but I bet they were as good as the rest.- Trent shifted a little in the chair, feeling flattered, yet a little uncomfortable with what he was reading. Did he want to read any more of this? Again he asked why someo

My boyfriend Noah Carter and I had a plan: turn our college's fourteen-day outdoor orientation into a fourteen-episode documentary series about us. For the eleventh time, Noah left me alone on the training field. His childhood friend Claire Moore had called him in tears, saying she'd been vomiting and was lying in the camp clinic alone and scared. Waiting for him to come back, I missed the camp's only sunset team drill and the closing long take I'd spent two weeks preparing. That evening, he sent me a photo. Claire sat in a dessert shop outside camp, a smoothie and a slice of strawberry cake in front of her, cheeks pink and looking happier than anyone else in the place. Noah texted back: "Th

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