WATTPAD AUGUST 2014 READ OF THE MONTH

Match 1E

Rules are simple. Vote for the story below that you prefer. Story with the most votes will advance onto the next round. No voting for yourself (this includes creating or using alternate accounts), and no voting more than once on one match. If you have any questions feel free to message me.

Story 1:

Sempiternal | GrammaRithmatist

A military experiment gone awry sent an entire country spiralling into chaos, death and destruction. The modernised nuclear weapons had malfunctioned, releasing toxins that were only meant to immobilise the afflicted. To everyone's horror, the toxins had transmuted (perhaps divulging the warped truth that it had been parasites the scientists had been working with all along ) into a lethal parasite that killed instantly, latching and residing within the minds of its hosts. To those who barely survived, there was an unspoken promise that the parasite, which now lay dormant, would finish its job one day.

Only those who had once been mentally- impaired survived this cataclysm, having miraculously recovered in the wake of this ordeal.

Then came news of people developing powers, people dissolving into occult groups, going insane and then dying a painful death- one filled with unadulterated madness. But that was not all. There was a madman bent on saving himself and establishing a new and improved rule where survival of the mentally fittest was key.

I had to stop them. I had the means. Born with Asperger Syndrome and now a telepathic with powers that were beyond me, I could very well level the playing field...

Story 2:

With Love and Regret, From Mamma | People_With_Dreams

Dear Son:

You've always thought of me as sad, a lonely women, a women without purpose. In truth that's all I ever was with you. You grew up, but you grew up alone and for that my dear son I'm sorry. However these letters aren't to ask for forgiveness, or to make excuses, they are letters of regret. All the things I did are in these letters, the one's I regret doing, and the one's I regret not doing. Son this letters ARE my regret. One piece of advice my dear son, one of the many I never gave you, whether you choose to do something or you choose not to do something you might end up regretting it.

With Love & Regret, From Mamma