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The Case By: Cristian Chapter 10 We decided to meet the following Tuesday at the coffee shop in the small town/city I was living in. Who knows, maybe this guy was not as bad as I thought and maybe there was a miscommunication or misunderstanding. I have been dealing with a lot lately with my…
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The Case By: Cristian Chapter 9 These weekly catchups have been beneficial for me. Almost like a journal for my adventures. I knew the masked singer was now very upset and out to get me and my closest acquaintances and maybe my family as well. This brought so much anxiety to my life it was…
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The Case By: Cristian Chapter 8 It has been a while since I have written in this journal pad and recorded my daily events. A bunch of crazy stuff has occurred, from me getting fired from my work because I was overly suspicious of a coworker to now me starting my own side hustle to…
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The Case By: Cristian Chapter 7 The door was locked shut. I could hear blood screaming cries of a women on the other side, I could tell she was with a child as I heard him sobbing uncontrollably. As much as I tried to open the door, it stayed shut. I could only imagine and…
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The Case By: Cristian Chapter 6 Took about 15 minutes before the police and special forces came. The masked man was currently being strangled and handcuffed. I felt a sigh of relief as I felt protected and safe. I got a round of cheers from my coworkers and how I took charge of the situation.…
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The Case By: Cristian Chapter 5 Deep down I knew that this “masked singer” was watching me. I immediately lifted my head from the desk to see if anyone around me was watching. I could spot desk cubicles lined next to each other in rows, multiple stacks of papers but nothing seemed out of place.…
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The Story pt.28 By: Cristian After reflecting on what happened prior I felt overwhelmed that all this was happening to me. It may have been my anxiety or the fact I felt like I didn’t have any other person to talk to or be honest with. But why was I supposed to help the human…
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The Story pt.27 By: Cristian Once I was able to fly home I knew I had to figure out why no one was taking this matter seriously? I got home to my dog Spot barking anxiously that he needed to go out but as I took him out in my tiny backyard I spotted something…
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The Story Pt. 25 By: Cristian Flying over the jungle and forest of Artica, I don’t believe anyone in their right mind would want to destroy this ecosystem. Deep down I could feel the pains of the deep forest within myself. I needed to locate and figure out a way to destroy the bombs before…
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