KiraJ666

"Commander?" I turned my chair around to face my assistant. "Yes?" "They've done it again...pretty creatively this time actually." I instantly knew what he was referring to. "Really? What is that, 12, 13 times now? It's no wonder some of them fear that number." I stood up from my chair and walked over to the short purplish colored man. "Well let's have a look." He bowed to me slightly and walked out of the room. I followed him towards the control room. My assistants looked very different from me. Mostly because we were not the same species. His species were among the smartest in the universe. Not to brag, but mine were smarter. This is wh

The next day at school I parked in the same spot I always do at school. That spot happened to be right next to Skylar's spot. I was already late so I just went to my first period class. At lunch I walked into the cafeteria looking for Skylar. I finally spotted her walking into the bathroom. I followed her in and waited till she came out of the stall and washed her hands. Everyone else had left the bathroom so I walked over and locked the door. Skylar was still washing her hands so I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist. She jumped and turned around. "Hey babe." I said smirking a bit. "Fuck, Adrian don't do that." "Sor

   To remember a special place is to travel upon the roads of memory, each bringing the past either flooding or just trickling back. Vague images hover just out of my minds reach and vivid mosaics of life flash before my eyes. Of all the places I've been or seen, a single location swells with my fondest memories. My lips part in a genuine smile as I think about the wonder and inspiration I've experienced there. With my family I've been traveling to Rockaway Beach, Oregon since I was only a year old. In fact, my mother, as well as my grandfather, have been vacationing there since their childhood years.   My great grandmother, Mildred, bought