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What Price would you Pay for your Regrets? A Dystopian flash fiction. This was for my writing contest. I was given the prompt "It came in the mail." So this is the story I came up with.

The Other Life ~1 | Stasis When the world ceases to move, that is when we will strike.

Drew a Teen going to school at Malbery gets bullied by Fred a older fella a skinny little jerk, Drew responds in a way no one would imagine. A story of faith in present day Texas

Six peeps and up dick

(Sequel to "We're Not Okay.") The guys' story continues during the Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge era.

Crackle That is the sound of my heart breaking Splat That is what my tear does as it hits the floor Stomp That is the sound my foot makes as it stomps the ground To keep me from kicking your butt Fists clenched at my side To keep me from punching a hole into your head Biting my tongue To keep me from embarrassing you with an insult Holding my breath To keep the eruption of anger from exploding out me You glare at those surrounding you To make sure no one challenges you You look To make sure no teachers are around You walk away To avoid getting your butt kicked, avoid embarrassment Coward I open my mouth This volcano has erupted The lava killing your fire as it oozes out You blush At the sound of those words I just killed your power I smile You know that you got lucky Real lucky that I didn't tear you apart after messing with me

the main character was used as a experiment like Frankenstein,he has a friend who is into science,he always believed bad people should be dead and good people should be alive but controlled like a puppet,he was into brains as he believed that even though good people are good they still have the same brain as bad people meaning they are still strategic and can change whenever they desire therefore he took out a piece of the main characters brain to see if he would change,he thought that if this worked bad people would no longer exist./his frontal lobe was removed//the part of the brain that controls your problem solving,movement,planning and language. The friend after the surgery had killed the main character and out of guilt ends up killing himself at the end of the story, the guilt is slowly eating his brain and taking control of him he senseless and doesn't know what to do The chair and room is slowly rotting away like the friends brain and himself,the room isn't abandoned at the time of the events happening its only abandoned after the story and events as time has passed although you can still smell the room its like a doctors office although theres no patient nor staff just the smell lingering. The friend that did the surgery is the narrator

Heyyy!!!!! Finally it's your birthday now🎉🎉 You didn't know how eagerly I was waiting to post this piece of poetry describing a fully hilarious poem with a slight touch of emotional values (ofcourse your's)!!! Yes you didn't know 😂😂 , but for some matter of fact I know how excited you are to read this poem... Soooo.... Hear it is... Hope you at least have a little glitch of smile reading it... Oohh I forgot to mention... No offence meant... So never mind any of it..😅 Once again Happiest Birthday Dear Dadi🤶...