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However, very quickly, the voice was completely drowned out by the loud, booming call of the food stall owner: “Hey there, miss! What would you like?” “A mac and cheese, please! With lots of cheese!” Later, when I tried to go into that trashy AI novel again, out of some strange whim, the webpage would no longer open. I paused and thought about it. Strangely enough, I couldn’t even remember why I had clicked on that link in the first place. Muttering softly to myself, I murmured, “That’s weird… What kind of website was that? Why did I even open it… Oh well, whatever. Time to eat.”

"It's your fault for not being good enough to keep your man. Besides, they're just pictures. Who would believe you?" I chuckled at her shamelessness. In today's social media age, it would only take minutes for her reputation to be destroyed, regardless of whether people believed the screenshots were real. As I opened my social media app, pretending to upload the images, Sheena finally cracked. She lunged for my phone and screamed, "No!" I stepped back, causing her to stumble and fall. Other sales associates rushed over to help her up. "Sheena, are you okay?" they asked, concerned.

A feeling you get inside that you are a part of this busy world and for people like it is a reminder to make my name known and engrave it as a good example for seven billion people to know. My phone vibrated in my pocket interrupting my thoughts. "Hello?" I answered, unfocused still watching as students walk to school ready to start another uneventful day, tired, not aware that they are at their best days, where they still can dream and be free in imagining their future, no matter how sad their life gets, they still have hope. It was never late for them to fix their mistakes, it's never late for anyone, however, they are still young and still trying to understand life. Didn't we all try to d

To freedom. ~P-Lia~.

After I moved into my new apartment, my neighbor, Bianca Ferraro, started showing up at my door every evening for a free meal. I lived alone and always cooked more than I needed. For the sake of keeping the peace, I did not mind sharing. That changed one workday at 3:00 am, when someone pounded on my door and yelled, "Open up! My boyfriend's waiting at the bar downstairs. Make me a cheese platter and open a bottle of red wine. I need to bring it down." I opened the door, still half-asleep, and stared at Bianca standing in the hallway. "You're serious?" She rolled her eyes. "Don't act like it's such a big deal. It won't even take you that long." My temples throbbed. "I'm not your pers

"I'm fine with it either way. It's the thought that counts." "Believe me, Mais. I will make sure to make your life better." "Don't push yourself too hard. Life is pretty good right now. I don't have to have a nice house or a nice car. I just want you to be happy." … "Mr. Ford, why are you crying?" Ethan wiped away the moisture on his face. "Am I?" "Did I say something to upset you?" "No." Macy felt uneasy. "Mr. Ford, please let me know if I did anything wrong…"

he was startled to see Freeda coming down the stairs, walking towards him at the table. "Why are you still awake?" Freeda asked. "I want to know what this book I'm holding," he said and Freeda took the book. "Hmmm..why? can't you read alone?" Freeda asked as she turned the pages of the book. "Do you see anything written there?" Jude noticed that Freeda seemed to see something. "Yeah, do you want me to read this for you?" Freeda said while smiling. Jude was surprised and there he believed that the book he was holding was a mystery. But what she doesn’t understand is why can Freeda see it too?

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Hoping she would respond. “Freya, my name is Freya.” “Well Freya, do you like to read?” She holds up her book and nods frantically. “But there are a few words I can’t pronounce, but no one will help me. They are all too busy.” “Come on, show me.” I was expecting her to go to the words she was struggling with. But no, she reads the entire book for me. The book is hilarious and she didn’t struggle with any of the words. “You tricked me. You didn’t struggle with any of that.”

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