I'm 17 now, and I have upheld a job for at least 2 months. My life is definitely better.


I WatchI WatchI Watch
I watch, as the trees dance in the wind. Their glistening leaves shimmer back and forth as they cling to their makers. The grass hums a tune and sways to the music of the wind. The crickets and grasshoppers join into the song with beautiful chirps of joy. Birds sing as they gather twigs, and, little by little, build their nests.
I watch, as the hatred and contempt of man burns the swaying grass, the dancing trees, and all the homes of the inhabitants with such a fiery rage and wrath. Mans jealousy blocks all escape for the animals, sending them back into the inferno. I watch, as the burning destroys the beaut


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Alex held his burning torch while he walked through the tunnel. Cobwebs around him gave way to his motions, leaving them on the stone temple floor. Alex stopped at a double door. The wood on the door was rotten as if as rotting flesh, and the large brass knockers were very aged. None the less, Alex politely knocked on the doors. Nobodys home! a voice called from beyond the door. If nobodys home then no one will mind if I barged in! Alex called back. Dammit! the voice said. Alex opened the door. In