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A man, who appears to be in his early thirties, holding a box of kellogs life cereal, walking over to the plain looking table, where a white porcelain bowl rests on the surface. He continues towards the small table, and attempts to poor himself a bowl of morning cereal. But, to his surprise and dismay, a gaggle of lemons instead pours out of the seemingly normal box. He tries to look optimistic, and proceeds to claim to the camera,voice cracking, "Well, when life gives you lemons!" referring to the old, overused saying.


Within the roaring car, riding peacefully down the highway filled with other cars of all shapes, colors, and sizes, sat a man, holding the driving wheel looking out onto the street. As he watched the road, passing as the car continued forward, he spotted a sign. The sign was a bright yellow, common among important road signs, sitting on the side of the road dawning the phrase 'road work ahead.' As he read the sign he pronounced "Road work ahead?" turning his head towards you, sitting next to him in the passenger's seat, "I sure HOPE it does!" he quickly replied, with surprise within his eyes.


A boy, no older than fourteen, holds a dandelion yellow crayola crayon in between his forefinger and thumb, looks foldly down at it, like it holds his best childhood memories. Suddenly, a small, blonde girl runs accusingly into the view around the camera, and yells to the boy, "Cris, is that a weed?!" The boy, now known as Cris calmly states to the girl, who appears to be his sister, "No, this is a crayon." Instantly his sister calls out in panic, "I'm calling the police!" and proceeds to turn to the microwave resting on the counter behind her, dials the numbers nine-one-one. Her brother, who we can see again, looks sceptical, as to she dialed on a microwave, and not a landline, or mobile phone. Suddenly we can hear an emergency operator on the other end of the microwave calmly state, "Nine one one, what's your emergency?" Cris looks around in pure confusion, as the classic X-files theme begins to play out of nowhere.


Within a conference room, a group of people sat around a white ovular table, with chairs seated all around it, some empty, others had people occupying them, scattered around, full of people, of older age in dressing worthy of an interview. Resting on the surface of the table was a whiteboard, with paper, covering certain parts of the handwriting written on the board. A man standing next to the board, began to speak to the people surrounding the people "What is worse than a rapist?" he asked, a rhetorical question, before tearing off a piece of paper, revealing the handwriting above what he had previously read out, adding on the word 'child.' As the camera turned to one of the occupants of the table, the man turned his gaze quickly towards it as well before loudly exclaiming "A CHILD." followed by a quick gasp of a no from the man who originally asked the question, after having been given an answer in which he did not expect, and of which was not considered the normal, nor the socially acceptable answer.

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Thank you to the people who looked at more than just the first chapter haha

Keep in mind we did most, if not all, of these off of memory- so if we got details wrong feel free to correct us or perhaps re-write it yourself! :)

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