This grey room which is currently sitting in has been my residence since I was seven. It is quite plain for a child's bedroom and consists of a bed, a desk for homework, some half-empty lockers where I put my few possessions, a small, dull clock, and a personal bathroom. No decorations cover the walls. No posters of teen boy bands or celebrities are hung up. No pretty drawings or paintings to look at. Just a large window overlooking Space.
I would spend days looking out the window waiting for Earth to rotate so that I could look at the place I used to live from a different perspective. When I was ten, I figured out that every day at 2:58 AM that my window would be at the perfect spot where I could see southern Pennsylvania, the place where my former home resided. Every day from that day on, I would wake up at 2:55 AM and waited until I looked over my true home, feeling angry that every day up here is one less day down there.
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In Her Mind
Science FictionExploring the world that isn't seen too often, the human mind. Follow a young girl taken to battle school, and explore how the world reacts to her intelligence. I wanted to create a new perspective on the story of Ender and show how another child in...
