Kalina Xiong
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When you engulf yourself enough in other people's worlds, you eventually fantasize about your own.
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There were those days where I could hear them whispering. Anytime my parents would catch even a glimpse of me eavesdropping, the conversation would either change or completely topple down. Never being able to make up a single word, I'd always assume the subject was serious. My parents were the usual boring, gloomy adults, and it tended to bum me out most days. Heck, with all these tight-fitted rules in our house, there was no way any middle-school child would ever experience any gram of joy. Dad would say "it's for my safety", which a stubborn child like me would eventually have their cautiousness wear away after the first ten reps of lessons. Mom, at some point, began noticing how plagued I've become from Dad's "wild rambles", so she'd make sure I was aware it was merely the government's regulation of everything that was taking a significant toll on Dad's mental state, resulting in a scar of frantic mania.
By Kalina Xiong5 years ago in Fiction
First Date of the Year
Meghan took out an earbud to hear the faint chatter of morning birds outside her window. "Oh shoot. We did it again." A subdued glimmer of pale, blue light shone through the cracks of the blinds. Meghan had classes at noon and, although slight panic began accumulating inside of her, the satisfaction of a fulfilling call with her boyfriend blanketed her in tranquility.
By Kalina Xiong5 years ago in Humans
Irony
My eyes have been adjusted to the gloomy color that heavily possesses this cold and hungry room. The first day those guys chained me to a chair in here it reeked of filth and a strong but addicting whiff of paint. Is this someone's basement? Pure observation is at a disadvantage considering the only source of light comes from a dim orange lamp that hangs on the corner of the wall about a meter to my left. This room is mostly empty, excluding the several dark shapes that I can barely identify. One thing I must pinpoint is the past presence of other people.
By Kalina Xiong5 years ago in Humans
