Spamton Talk Novels & Stories

Only the crunch of popcorn and the sound of snacks getting crushed under teeth punctuates the silence. I turn to the big screen and try to focus on watching the Spengler family. But I can't concentrate, because there are voices whispering in my head, voices from the past. "... The future of Sanders Investment rests on your shoulders, young man. You need to get better. Smarter. More assertive. All this won't happen in front of a television set. I'm quite sure that's how Damien is able to do it. Why can't you just be like him?..."

There was a teasing tone in her voice. "Jaim," She laughed. "But no worries, Yzack fixed it all. He used his charm to remove the post on the official website of EAU." "Hey, stubborn!" I looked around as I heard a loud voice. I think he was in the broadcasting department. That was heard in the whole university. "I'm Thorn Trevor Colins, in love with you, Horizon Cole Scott." He laughed a bit. Jaim shouted together with the students that were around. She looked at me.

"I'm sure you know this things already but I'll say them again. My name is Elizabeth Parker-Saltzman, but y'all can call me Lizzie, never call my Lizabeth, only one idiot does that. My mother is Josette Parker and my brother brought you here, Kai. I'm married which is there's an addition to my last name, From the looks on your face, I see you don't know about all I've just said." "This little company is called SPEAK. It was established because the rate of suicide increases day by day, depression is at its peak, people die daily all because they won't talk, all because they won't speak out. We are not a counseling unit, we are something entirely different, something more. We are for the masse

Chloe_awesome_scott Oh God, this topic really is irrelevant. I_pooped Oh gosh, I am hungry now. I exited the irrelevant and random conversation when at least one fifty messages popped up in my notifications from The_real_prince_charming. I clicked on the messages and my eyes widened when I saw that he had spammed me with the same message one fifty times. The_real_prince_charming MATE MATE MATE MATE MATE MATE MATE ... Chloe_awesome_scott

I felt sick. “I don’t want to talk to you.” “You sure?” he said. “I’ve really missed… your presence. You were always so… responsive. So eager. So good at following directions.” I hung up. Blocked the number. Walked back to Sarah and Jonas. They were toweling off. “Who was that?” Sarah asked, frowning. I forced a smile. “Spam. Wrong number.” She didn’t believe me. But she didn’t push. We packed up.

+++++++++ I feel I no longer needed to introduce the story so forgive my silence at the beginning of this story dear reader. But I truly hope you enjoyed Pam's story from my friend Mab. So once again, thank you for joining me here at the Supernatural Spa. And I hope to see you again for another mysterious and strange tales in the near future. Goodnight! Oh, and we don't know where Karen or Pam is anymore...

I knew I had revealed too much. Despite the awkwardness, we began to talk, and I learned his name was Slade. His father appeared, and to my surprise, Slade covered for me, telling his father that he was the one who broke the picture frame. As I prepared to leave, Slade's father asked if I was okay, and I felt a pang of gratitude towards Slade for protecting me.

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