Zachary Metz
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Greta
I remember the last time I saw my best friend. She was curled up on the floor, laying in her doggy bed, subdued from her illness. I had trouble processing a lot of what was going on as I laid down with her. She had been in our family for years at this point and her sickness came on quicker than I had realized while I was away at college. Tons of memories would flood back, knowing I didn’t have a lot of time left with her.
By Zachary Metz3 years ago in Petlife
My "True Self"
I have always had a hard time finding much value in my life and how I spend my time. Most of my life has been doing what other people tell me to. Go to college so you can get a good job. Keep working hard so you can move up in that job. Be a teacher; there's always a need for teachers, right? Get another degree to help find an even better job and really make that money to pay off your student loans.
By Zachary Metz4 years ago in Motivation
The Tragedy
A quiet curse escaped his lips as he felt his foot sink into the indistinguishable muck that littered the tunnels. Once widely populated and used for transit, the lone man used his hand to help guide him along the darkened highway tunnel. Cars were still littered through the pass, large tears and dents telling the story of what happened here months ago. Some of the vehicles had deep gashes of varying numbers; some with only one line torn through it and others with three, as though an animal had run rampant through the tunnel. A very large and terrifying animal that could rend metal and throw hundreds of pounds of vehicle across the spacious passage.
By Zachary Metz5 years ago in Fiction
