I stared into the large, vertical wooden mirror, shifting my weight occasionally to ascertain the…
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One thing you should always remember as a cloud jumper is: never fall asleep on…
I opened my eyes and had no idea where I was. “Where am I ?”…
There have been multiple times when I’ve told myself, that I was putting myself way…
“To love and to cherish,” I repeated after the bald man who officiated the ceremony.…
“And I have found surrealism to be the one door to self-transcendence”. – Omodero…
Johnson just got out of prison after serving a three month jail term for stealing…
Mr Brown yanked the door of his bedroom open after he had knocked several times.…
This is me, sitting in front of the reading desk in my room, with my…
Petrified. That should have been the feeling. I woke up to the sound of the…