For me it was as normal a day as any other. Wake up at six in the morning, make coffee, walk the three blocks to the local bookshop where I work, start work at 7:30, have lunch around noon, then leave work and walk back home around two. It was my everyday routine, and I never thought that anything would come along to disrupt it. But no matter how much I liked my routine, I had to admit that it was boring, and couldn't help but wish that something interesting wound happen. And upon falling asleep that night, a shooting star streaked through the sky as I made my wish, having no idea just how drastically my life would change.
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In Need of a Change
General FictionVarina Sylveran has been going through the same boring routine every day since she got out of school. That was four years ago. Now she's 23, and no matter how much she loves her routine she can't help wishing for a change. And she definitely gets on...
