I woke up and got on the school bus, though we weren't going to school, it was a examination building, which looks like 10 collages attached to each other. The guide led us off the bus and to the productivity center, sorta like an info desk "This is sort of strange, for those of you I don't know, but I need to make sure your uniforms fit, and as soon as you do I have to clamp the oxygen fullant, so I have to be in there with you. But I'm not going with the boys, I'm going with the girls, Mr. Feedile is going into the boys" It's so sad that these people are dying, not only physically, but mentally, and emotionally, it's tough to face that fact that 2 of 100 students qualify. Everyone has the little glimmering hope that their children get to go on. NASA can actually not tell us how much will break off, and if it will burn up in the atmosphere, since they know too little to conclude, but if it's not coming, I'm coming, I'm coming home.
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Science FictionNASA made a global announcement about the sun, it's breaking, and they believe it's hurtling towards earth. Since many believe Mars had, and has life on it, their trying to make it suitable for living there. But not everyone can go, sources and time...
