It was the most amazing feeling of my life! I mean sure, people sometimes throw themselves out of planes or off cliffs, but they can prepare themselves. They have something they rely on, but I didn't. Then a thought in the form of a curveball hit me,
"How am I flying?!" I questioned myself. "BANG! BANG! BABOOMFF!" I wasn't flying, not anymore, I was falling...
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When The Snails Came
Short StoryIt was a misty Saturday night, in the little village of Hathan...