To Save The World

To Save The World

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I'm not writing one of these, I'm telling you to judge my book by its cover. The only thing I'll do is upload a little snippet of my book that I've already written so I don't have to waste my time on this. Before I went out the door, quietly I said to Nina, "you and I both know I must do this, I'll be back." I saw her running for my Mom. I ran to the garage, got into one of the many cars, and opened the garage, backed out somehow, got onto the road, racing past the speed limit to the hospital. I glanced at the speed limit, 50 mph, and climbing. I'm in the right lane I think. I knew the way to the hospital since Mom got sick. I rushed, faster, no time to waste my mom is going to die. Panic rising in my chest, I rushed faster. I feel my anxiety taking over, no, no, not right now. It was to late. I start shaking. I know it's dumb, but I close my eyes trying to calm myself. I close my eyes for one second. I open them and see a car racing towards me, I realize I drifted into the other lane. I try to dodge it, no one will die today. I swerve to the right, and the car races past. I realize I went too far, my car races to the side, over the line and I start falling, trapped in metal. I swerved on the bridge, and I launched myself off, now I'm falling into the ditch ten feet below. I brace myself for impact. Soon I feel the car hit the ground. The car starts flipping, me stuck inside for the ride, I am shaken, and I hit my seat belt, unbuckling it. The car hits the ground again launching me out through the windshield, all I know is that I'm flying, away from the pain, and sadness. Maybe if this is the end of me, I'll see my Mom again, I blew it, I already know it's too late for her. Why Dad? Why did you leave Mom and I? You could have saved us. I finally hit the ground, and darkness encompasses my vision. Literally from the first chapter. Do I have to do quotes on it if I wrote it, but I'm still technically quoting it?
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Book 1 of Dan Barnes Series. I am a single male with a degree in science and engineering. My name is Dan Barns, I was in the army for four years, worked in the private sector for five years with a six figure salary and was bored out of my mine. I grew a great nest egg, but I was not cut out to wear a suit and tie and then attend meetings everyday. I wanted so much more. I am six foot even, and I weigh around 186 on a bad day. My hair is brown with natural black streaks, and I have a nice tan. I love the great outdoors. I grew up as a single kid with a single parent who worked all the time. I aced science every time and fixed things for my mother and myself because of a lack of money. I never knew my dad, but once a year, my mother would get a check for my upkeep. My dad was a well traveled man and never stuck around after mom had me. Things were tough, but we made it. I got scholarships for my doctorate in both fields. I graduated as a doctor in six years. Problem that shaped me into the man I am today was, my mom died when I was 16 and I deicide to test out of school, joined the military, spent four years as special operative, and into college as an adult, I tested out of some of the easier classes. I kept the house because it was paid for and was in mine and my mother's name. I kept her truck, because it was also paid for and it helped when I need to remember her. I was twenty seven when I walked across the stage for my diploma and was sought after by some very big companies. I worked for one of these companies for five years and then I was bored. I retired at thirty one. I laid low, putting around my house, helping my neighbors, and helping out at the boys and girls club coaching basketball. For two years, I stayed in my own little piece of the gulf. I did not spend a lot of money, I fixed things, sold electric back to the electric company, and had fun with the teens. With the history now told, we can begin with some of my adventures.

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