Young Adult
Our last goodbye
Jasmine is a light skin colored girl with a long dark hair and a very charming face. Jasmine was invited for a YouTube video shoot which she got dressed for. She wore a mini dress and a long heels. She looked at herself in the mirror and she was ready for the shoot. As she walked into the studio all eyes where at Jasmine but in all that she walked in confidently with a smile on her face.
By Conde Mariam 2 years ago in Chapters
Smartystan
Black and white keys danced under the fingertips of Vestin Go. By gliding up and down the board, he created a sonata. It was simple. One of Phyllis Deaver’s most played works, it filled the space of his living room with booming, melodious noised. The sun had not yet risen and he had already exercised, showered, and threw on his classic white tee and black jeans. Then, he stopped. He looked at his phone. More millions poured into his account. He smirked. With this amount of money, he would be able to purchase even more workspace for his employees to continue on their journey to financial liberty.
By Skyler Saunders2 years ago in Chapters
Smartystan
“Mammy!” Someone lobbed an insult at Dr. Frampton’s direction like a grenade, but it did not explode. “Uncle Tom!” aimed at Dr. Strong, ricocheted just above his head. They kept walking. They kept moving through the crowd of paparazzi and citizens who wished to see the two of them walking out of the skyscraper.
By Skyler Saunders2 years ago in Chapters
Smartystan
With all the candidates, the four founders seemed to be most impressed with one in particular. Wesley Winnington stood at about six foot two inches and possessed green-brown eyes. His skin was as white as dental floss. He had earned a master’s degree in political science at the age of sixteen. His days swimming for the college team proved to be most fruitful as he won six championships. Dr. Strong looked him directly in the eye.
By Skyler Saunders2 years ago in Chapters
Smartystan
On the Internet, clips from the Average Capabilities Association (ACA) accumulated millions of views. The patrons that had been present at the gathering all rejoiced. All but Vergara. He felt like he had delivered a fine statement and that it was almost too good. It was like he could rip out his vocal chords and throw them on the deck. When he found time he asked for the official footage to be taken down, despite the multitude of viewers who had already witnessed it. They just couldn’t rip from the file anymore.
By Skyler Saunders2 years ago in Chapters
Salience. Content Warning.
Chapter 4: Death From Above There Acher stood, the door to his back staring at him in anger at his escape. If it had arms it would drag him back into its depths. His shirt became sticky from his blood loss finding that the blood had seemed to slow down significantly or completely. It was hard to tell with the lights out and the house filled with a different darkness than the basement jail. To his left was the disheveled bathroom with the most vile smell burning his nostrils. He slowly crept towards it squeezing his body as flat as he could against the wall. Nothing and no one was present though something eerie stood out in his mind about the bath. The curtain was drawn and through the cracks, you could see that nothing was inside yet something told him that something was lying in it. His hand stretched out towards the curtain and when he touched the curtain he withdrew his hand. Something more than instinct told him not to. He left quickly and as silently as he could. The kitchen held not a single germ or item out of place. So clean that the moonlight that crept through slits shined brilliantly and Acher could see his reflection.
By Murry Haithcock2 years ago in Chapters
Smartystan
In the process of signing books, Dr. Strong felt a sense that he had connected with these people. His audience ranged from sixteen-year-old high school students to seasoned university professors like himself. He counted on the book sales, of course, but he enjoyed connecting with the people behind the pages and listening to audio files.
By Skyler Saunders2 years ago in Chapters
Smartystan
The men and women of average ability only looked on with blank stares as if skeleton heads held eyes but no other organs or signs of life. What they did do, however, was organize chapters, sectors, and guilds. To keep them out of the nation within a nation, all the CS had to do was deliver them aptitude tests. They never passed. When some of them fought, got bloody-minded, and studied and still didn’t achieve a satisfactory score, they looked at themselves and challenged the Board of Information Systematic Testing (BIST) to review their virtues. This wasn’t the most tangible of things to ascertain.
By Skyler Saunders2 years ago in Chapters
