As I sit at this table, surrounded by my loved; my family, I feel nothing but disturbance, I mean, how can so many people be talking to each other. It’s annoying me and my aroma. But, over the years, I… Continue Reading →
I’m Oliver Tate. I tend to look out of my window just day dreaming about myself, mostly society and my effects in the society. Most of the time its just a chain reaction, for instance; what would happen if I… Continue Reading →
The boy looked up at his teacher showing a mixture of arrogance and disinterest. His face was slightly tilted downwards, eventually heading upwards to reach eye contact with his feminine teacher, his neck was in a sluggish position – it… Continue Reading →
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