Onboard the SS Heroic

Onboard the SS Heroic

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[[I wrote this for school and I got a pretty good level, so I thought I'd share it with you people, enjoy!]] I thought it was going to be a normal day, like it normally was. I thought that everything on the SS Heroic was going to go like it normally did. I thought that I would go to bed at the end of the day, feeling like I normally did every evening. I was wrong. Very wrong.
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I wasn't special, I wasn't a marine or a scientist sent here from earth to study Pandora, I was a behaviorist-some say behaviorists are scientists too; but the brain isn't made up of mathematics and hope, it's like the roots of trees. Forever speaking but unheard. I study people's brains and their behavior. I don't look at it with hope and faith. I'm nothing special, not really. When I was accepted to help with Project Pandora, I was exhilarated. This was my big break, something to get me out there. I never expected for it to spiral into my life unprofessionally-become personal, emotional. That I would have to fight in a war between man and alien, choose between my own people and a clan of beings that accepted me-welcomed me, trained and made me one of them. This wasn't supposed to become personal, but it did.

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