I’m so tired of my job, maybe I should leave town or do something else, drop drip.

But nothing is as enjoyable anymore drip drop, “I feel sick,”.

“Maybe you should take a little nap,” no we should find someone to help you. 

But that wouldn’t help now, wouldn’t it drip drip drip.

But my knife needs to be cleaned and sharpened drip… drip.

And that way, they’ll think its an accident drip drip… drip.

He leans in to kiss me, and the electricity flows through my veins. My skin tingles as I feel the anticipation of physical contact. A simple graze of his lips against mine, makes my body shudder. The craving of his taste, takes a hold of my thoughts. 

His fingers entangled in mine. His arm pressed against mine. He’s so close, but not close enough. His very presence is intoxicating, making me lose all common sense. A magical spell put over me, making me need more.

I was on my way to the office, when I ripped off the top of a mint Juul pod and chugged it. I had been shaking from the nicotine withdrawal for hours, scratching the skin on my forearm until it bled. I showed up to the bureau where I worked, but just as I pulled up, it exploded. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a tall, white woman wearing a red flannel shirt with greasy, long black hair racing toward a white van. She gets into a red Dodge Daytona which was parked right next to it, when suddenly I look closely at the van-

“FREE MANGO JUUL PODS” it said in big, black, bold letters. It brought me back to the good ole’ days of the mango pods, I could taste the citrus on my tongue just at the thought of seeing it. 

I start running toward the van. I pried the side door open, only to see a handful of Virginia tobacco pods lying in a dusty pile. 

Just then, Donald Trump shows up and snatches the pods from his hands.

“Jokes on you, I AM the mango!” 

“It's all in my head,” I tell myself time after time after time.

 All I see are blank faces. The eyes disappear and I'm left wondering. Worrying. Paranoid.

“Happy Birthday!” “It was a secret surprise.”         

“This is it everyone! Humanity is doomed unless we fight back against the Pillars from Hell, prepare the ritual!”

For about an hour, we chanted, but it only seemed to be a few minutes. Magic itself comes from our patron Luna, the goddess of the moon. Or rather, the goddess in the moon.

The Pillars are attacking Earth to gather human worshipers of Luna, us, to sacrifice to their god, according to our sources. We do not know any more. They only reason why they haven't found us already is because our house is protected by a spell from Luna specifically for this purpose, so the Pillars are causing mass destruction outside. But they do not wish to, just comes with being a Pillar.

We finished the chanting, giving up a small part of our souls to be filled with Luna’s power. Outside is still chaos, and it only got worse when we fought the Pillars. We were severely outnumbered, but after many hours of fighting, we held ourselves fairly well.

The Pillars from Hell retreated back to their planet, failing their task, because there are no longer any human worshipers of Luna.

“N-no, actually. Julie, I can’t seem to remember anything to do with science...” I said. 

“Well, can’t you just read the script?”

“You don’t understand. I could read the script, sure. But I love filming my show for people, and if I can’t remember anything, I won’t love filming.” I sit in my chair, “I can’t do it today, Julie”

“Okay,” she said, “I will let the producer know.” I lean back and try to figure out what I am going to do about this, then I had an idea. “That’s it!” I thought to myself, “ I will rewatch all my episodes of my show!” I run to my closet and grab all my VHS tapes and start watching. 

Hours go by. I haven’t eaten, or drank any water. If I hear the theme song for my show one more time I might throw up. I didn’t realize how annoying that was. Visions of me making elephant toothpaste and talking about atoms float through my head. I’m ready. “Julie!” I call, “Tell the producers I am ready to film.” She bursts through the door. 

“Really??” 

“Yes.” I said, “I must get dressed.” 

Half an hour later, Julie comes in and says, “You’re on in five.” 

“Here goes nothing,” I thought to myself. I walk up to the curtains and take a deep breath. All I can hear are children yelling, “BILL! BILL! BILL!” 

“Bill!” I wake up. Julie is yelling fro me. “You’re on in five!” It’s 10:25 am. It’s morning again? I remember all the science. That’s when I realized it was all a dream. 

Saturday morning, I was in school playing football with my friend Jacob Kimson, and I split my biceps into two from three players tackling me from hitting the touch, and one of them literally hit my arm with a helmet, it was a nightmare. Then at the Hospital, my doctor said “Mr. Groudwalker, I’m afraid you will have to take pain medication from your excruciating split bicep for two weeks. I said “Two weeks?! I have 2 games to play how can my team play without me? I’m literally the best player of the team!`` Oh, my name is Logan Groudwalker by the way. The doctor said “They’ll be alright son, they can play without you, don’t worry about them, focus on you”. I said “What am I going to do now at school? I have to do my work with my left hand, MY LEFT HAND!”. Dad said “Logan, when I was your age son, I hit my eye really hard from Baseball, but guess what, I spent 4 weeks with only my right eye, but I kept moving forward, not backwards.” Then I said, “Dad, I didn’t realize you can succeed even if you fail at first. Thank you”. So I went to school, and my coach teacher said “Mr. Groudwalker, you can’t play until your arm has healed. I’m letting you take a long break from Football since your hurt”. Then I said, “Thanks coach, I need to wait awhile when I have a right bicep that is split in two.”. Even though we failed our destiny, we can learn from it, and succeed. Like what Walt Disney once said, “Around here However, we don’t look backwards for very long. We Keep Moving Forward, opening up new doors and doing new things, because we’re curious… and curiosity keeps leading us down new paths.” I felt Motivated for my life, and I will let go of the past, I will keep moving forward no matter if the wall of fate is blocking my road of life.