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I live across an apartment that should not exist

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I live in a one bedroom apartment in the part of the city where workers live, there are maybe a 100,000 in the area so it gets a little congested sometimes. My apartment is on the quieter side of that because my windows look out to more apartments and not the busy shopping district. I would look out at the other apartments and see what normal people do when they are home. The apartments across range from 2 to 3 rooms per apartment and its for the higher earners. I work as an assembly factory worker so my daily task is picking this thing up and placing into a bigger thing and on and on, needless to say it’s the most tedious job in existence. In this city no matter how educated you are there are only menial jobs that will hire you. Across from my apartment is one place I cannot get out of my head and it soon became my obsession, it’s a two-bedroom apartment that looks normal during the day but at night it’s darkened state was hypnotic. I noticed it the first time when I was going to ...

What is your Utopia

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  Conrad looked down at his reflection on the surface of the water, the basin was there for him to wash up after the speech. His nerves were still feeling like they were on fire, the lord had blessed him with the power of speech and now he is taking that power and building the Utopia he always envisioned. The crowd was good and the tithing they were giving allowed him some luxuries, as the lord permitted, to keep him going. The roads were long and arduous, but he will find his way to the land of Utopia. The cool water felt good on his skin, Conrad stood up and looked for the towel and began drying his face. “What really is Utopia Mr. Borne? Is it the promised land of milk and honey for all? Or is it the land of unending pleasure for the god sent founder?” “What, who, this is my private room. How did…” The figure stood next to the door, he looked important. The suit looked expensive and so did the walking cane with a stone at the end that looked like a gold nugget. His face ...

A Silent Night - Complete and Abridged

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  How did I get here? That is what I ask myself every day, this bunker that belonged to an old friend who was a Vietnam veteran, he died 6 years ago. I remembered it when I ran from my home, how it all happened still does not register but honestly how would it. I live in the Appalachian region and like most lived on the barest of minimum wage because the government does not care for us veterans. My story began at my home a few weeks ago and it was just a normal evening for me, I used my skills as a mechanic to make some money, the town is about 40 minutes away so many farmers and normal folks would come to me or ask me to go to their places and fix their machines and things. Bettie, my wife, died 10 years ago due to cancer so being alone get tiring for an old vet. I was sitting in my kitchen reading a book I had gotten from Gillian, my sister-in-law, and sipping my coffee when I heard a knocking on my door. Looking up at my clock I saw it was close to 10 pm. This was odd as most ...