Jamie Choi
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It was a weak liver, sweetheart.
“The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window.” “You have to understand,” your dad says while he’s chopping up garlic in the kitchen. “This was before your mom and I were married. That place is older than me by quite a bit, too.”
By Jamie Choi4 years ago in Fiction
The Train
The train has never been this late. I look at my watch for the first time in at least twenty years since they set up the train systems. I have class in five seconds, and the train takes me there in around 0.5 seconds. I still have plenty of time, but if I happen to be late, they close the station immediately, and I’ll probably be sent back, which can hurt. Honestly, it really depends on the respective train station inside of any home. Some are really old, and it can take up to a whole minute just to go from New Los Angeles to New Pangaea, which is ridiculous. I place my forefinger against the HALT near the threshold just in case I need to step back into my home.
By Jamie Choi4 years ago in Fiction
