in my head

in my head

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In a world where people exist in isolation until they are 21, Nasya dreams of the day she will meet her prince charming. She's a hopeless romantic that grew up soley with an A.I. teacher and Disney movies to keep her sane. On the flip side of this world, there are people like Keanu who are made to serve the standing officers. He has waited his whole life to escape, and he's finally ready, but what happens when he meets Nasya? Will he escape alone, or will he try to take her with him? In this tale of love, suspense, and dystopia, discover what it truly means to take risks, discover a whole world outside of your comfort zone, and find that everything is not as it seems... Updated weekly
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In the quiet desert village of Dey, living among the sand dunes and mirages, existed an anomaly - me. I was different, born without the ability to read, write or keep long memories. My scientist father hailed my uniqueness as a miracle, but my life was far from ordinary. To the village, I was just an oddity, a walking puzzle with missing pieces. My only solace was my best friend, always standing by me, his unspoken love for me etched in his affectionate gaze. We lived under a cruel regime with a population no more than a hundred. Every year, one of us would be chosen on the Counting Day, a ceremonious banishing ritual, to become yet another outcast to the floating prison island far off in the ocean - our village's dreaded version of population control. Our past criminals, defiant to government, and more terrifyingly, our loved ones gone missing, were thought to inhabit that island, their fate, a terrifying enigma. This year, as the Counting Day approached unrelentingly, and my loved one's life rested on borrowed time, I made a decision. I volunteered to be casted out. It was my turn to face the unknown with a hidden purpose - to locate my lost father who was sent there years ago.

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