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Mother suddenly calls me where I am sitting on the sofa in our Nautical Rock apartment. She sounds like she just received death news. I make my way over to her in her chambers. She's crying into her hands with the phone in front of her on the bed. Now what in blazes could be all th...
"Slowly Petros! Slowly! SLOWLY PETROS!!!", Father says more and more strict to Petros. And then, it's too late.
For some reason Mother felt sorry for Uncle Hazel and Auntie Shatri, and decided to invite them over for Christmas too, seeing as "their numbers are so thinned out". Whatever that means. I guess none of their family or friends, or not many anyways, want to spend time with them. Whatev...
Taking into account the shape of an aeroplane's fuselage that is required for it to be aerodynamic, will the aeroplane still be able to fly with door openings open on the fuselage? Father found out the hard way...
Well, Father, Mother and I in our three cars, decide to return home. The flames seem to have burned past now, and if we can get through the smoke blanket at the bottom of the hill, we might be able to return home now as the fires have moved on to the South by now.
Father, Mother and I have stopped at Tower Hills Airport. Since there is no grass on the runway, and the buildings are high and solid and won't easily catch fire by the time the fire gets here, we should be able to find shelter here for a while.
Ok, we can't see it but I think we quite found the rock garden now. Mother drove straight into the rocks with such force, that I'm scared that the car's air bags are going to pop out now and be in our faces, and we'll have to contend with those too!
Well, what are we going to do with our last moments? Mother and I are obviously not going to be alive much longer.
I don't know what I'm going to do. I'm in a situation in which the entire world around me is one thick, hot, lung-burning blanket of strong smoke.
Marzeus is feeling sick as he's standing holding Wolverine. This isn't why he brought people along to help him! He didn't want to kill! He wanted to save!
Such a beautiful blue-eyed kitten. Marzeus knows the little guy has already stolen his heart. He'll call it Roger. But what Marzeus is going to do with it, he doesn't know at this time. Walking back home with the dogs, they pass the building that he has made into his artist's studio...
Protagonists on both sides of a civil strife are supposed to be guided and follow laws and rules pertaining to conduct in the battlefield, but I think they are more disobeyed than followed. Here's a case in point.
Dated, but ever actual ratiocinations on the seeming randomness of the universe and fate. Explored old style.
A sneak peek into the psychotic mind of a murderous Father and Husband.
Danny had loved Mia since they were very young children. Thoughts of her dominated his whole life, and he could think of little else. So how could he win her love? Read on to find out more.
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