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Reaction Journal 1On the Shred of a Cloud
An excerpt from A. Rolf Edberg's On the Shred of a Cloud talks about how one could breath in the same air molecule that was once inhaled by some great "Dr. Mr. PhD. Sir Blah-Blah-Blah" from forever and a half ago. It is saying that the air is like an everlasting creature that fuels our lives and then passes from us to fuel the life of another. As an everlasting creature, it will continue to exist long after I have left this world. Even long after all the people have left and only the trees and the beasts remain will the air still circulate and be the life force of this planet.
Even if people one day destroy every
The Legend of Hood Girl pt 3The Legend of Hood Girl
Warning: strong language; so if your mommy doesn't want you to know these words, turn back now.
Jackie was eight floors beneath Burlington; her heart was racing in anticipation if death. She'd gotten in to the secret test chamber; she'd gotten to the jacket. It was yellow (of all colors...) with a blue harness that formed an X on the front. There were shoulder and elbow guards, but nothing protected the back.
There was no time to waste so she put on the jacket and ran. As she ran, Jackie felt a strange burst of energy. One above that of her, already intoxicating adrenalin rush. It was the jacket. It's fibe
The Legend of Hood Girl pt 2The Legend of Hood Girl
Jackie squirmed in the uncomfortable, lumpy bus seat. She had forty minutes until she reached the Burlington Coat Factory headquarters. To her, that only meant more time to doubt herself.
"Why the hell did I give Darian my frickin' car?" She muttered to herself. She knew the answer, but she was still upset with it.
For twenty minutes, she watched people go about their daily activities, critically evaluating their every action. She did this until she saw someone with an attitude of particular interest. He acted perfectly normal, but he was searching for something.
'What is he looking for? A note? A seat?'
She decided a young woman like her had no business being imperfect. Impurities had to be expelled from her life, no matter the cost. A universal remover promised to be her savior. It lived up to its commercials, doing away with the stains that disgraced her floor and some of the walls.
Would domestic hygiene free her from being flawed? Doubtful. This product guaranteed to exterminate any kind of filth. Could it go beyond the material things? She rubbed the substance on her forehead, and conjured as many negative thoughts as possible. They were recalled, only to vanish from memory a second after.
Satisfied? Not quite. Even the good recollect
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