Freezing Time

Freezing Time

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication jeu., août 25, 2016
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Fiction
Action & Thriller
When all of the universe of time completely freezes... Everything, everyone, every particle and atom. The whole galaxy is still and silent, everyone except for one 16 year old boy called Tyler- 'Time Freezer'. He thinks he's the only one unfrozen, or is he? There are more people that are still moving, in fact a whole group of them. What will happen when he meets them? What will he find? What will happen when he discovers the truth? What will happen in the 'freezing time'?
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You have your typical 16 year old, and then you have Destiny. What happens when Destiny meets Tyler? Is it just another cliche? Or is there something real here that will bring tears? The fact that Tyler is a guy is making me nervous, and the added fact that he uses girls just to get into their pants isn't helping either. "Hey," he smirked (again), "Okay buttercup, straight to business. How about our baby's name be Chloe?" I was nodding along with when I realized that he called me something other than my name. "Buttercup?" I frowned, "I don't know if you realize this or not, but I have a name," I said quietly. "Yeah I know and its Destiny, but I prefer buttercup" he says, still smirking. "Well I don't, so cut it out. My name is Destiny, and you shall call me Destiny," I said firmly. "We'll that's not your decision now is it?" I spluttered. The nerve of that boy! "Actually it is and I would prefer you to not call me buttercup. It's Destiny!" I snapped. "Alright alright, don't get your panties in a twist, buttercup," he said slyly. "Destiny," I said with gritted teeth, "That's my name, not buttercup," I shuddered. "Uh-huh, whatever you say, buttercup," he shrugged indifferently. I sighed in frustration. This is going nowhere. "Whatever," I muttered before turning to look at the (still) smirking boy. Doesn't he ever get tired of it?

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