Sorry I haven’t been writing much lately. I’ve been busy with school and work and haven’t had any time to write stories the way that I would like them to be. I want to be able to write quality stories, but I don’t feel like I’d be able to do that at this time. I should be able to write again soon. Anyways, I just felt like I need to address why I’ve been lacking in my writing lately.
One of the hardest things to have to do in life, is to tell someone that everything they strove for in life, wasn’t going to come to fruition. It’s even harder to have someone tell you that you aren’t going to be able to achieve your dreams. That’s what happened to me. My name is Michael Weathers, and I have just been diagnosed with cancer. On top of the fact that I was just diagnosed, I am thousands of dollars in debt to the college I graduated from two weeks ago. The doctors told me that I can go even further into debt, but it would be fronted to my parents after I die.
You might be wondering why, after being diagnosed, I’ve been so pessimistic about living. Well, for one reason, It’s because the doctors only gave me four months to live. Now for a twenty-four year old, that’s not a lot of time. I decided that I would try to do everything that I ever wanted to do, but I had no money to do those things. I couldn’t borrow money from the bank because I was already in so much debt. This caused me to spiral into deeper depression. Eventually I came to terms with the idea that I would die, and that would be that. There wasn’t anything that I could do about that.
I finally snapped out of my depression when I met a man who asked me if I wanted to go to Mars. He had messaged me online, after he had found out about me nearing death. He then found out that I had a Microbiology degree and wanted to use it. As well, there was an experiment of his to see how the radiation in space, affected cancer patients. In other words, my life would be an experiment. I hastily agreed to this, because I had always wanted to go to space, and also I had nothing to lose. In fact, if the radiation from space actually does work, then I would get a second chance at life.
After many emails back and forth with the guy online, we officially met at a privately owned in Sweden’s launch pad. A team of about six people had been assembled for this adventure. We all knew that it was basically going to be a suicide mission, but at this point, we didn’t care. The investments that we had made just to get to this point were large, some quit their jobs and each one of us spent a couple of thousand dollars get ready for our trip to Mars. I had to use insurance money to cover my cost. We had trained for about two weeks in order to help us acclimate to the environment of space.
The day that we were to leave for Mars, my crew mates and I entered the spaceship and indeed did launch into space. As we made it through the atmosphere, we noticed that we hadn’t been properly trained for the weightlessness that one feels when you’re in space. The initial feeling was the worst because although we were expecting a change in gravity, we weren’t expecting it to feel like it did. It definitely was a surprise to us all. Flying through space at a high-speed was very humbling since we knew how fast we were traveling, but we also knew just how long it would take to get to Mars.
We had a doctor in the crew to make keep tabs on how my cancer was doing, and to take care of other members of the crew. After about a month of traveling through space Doc, which is the nickname that we gave the doctor, told me that my cancer had gone away. It was great news to hear and the whole crew applauded when they saw me. Everyone’s spirits were lifted, since the darkness of space has made everyone gloomy. I knew though, that the cancer hadn’t left. Doc only told me and the crew that to cheer everyone up. But I knew the truth… and I didn’t care, because the fact of the matter is. I got a second chance at life. Even if I still die of cancer soon, I still have a chance to be one of the first humans on Mars. I will be one of the pioneers to studying micro organisms on Mars as well. Even if I don’t make it to Mars, how many other people can say that they’ve been off of the planet Earth. I can at least say that. So I don’t care about my cancer anymore, I only care about what I can do now. I am just so glad I was given a second chance.
Max was a college aged boy who was having to deal with many different complications at the same time. One such issue for him was that he hadn’t gotten a girlfriend yet, which was to him, the biggest issue he had. He was of about average height and average physique, not too skinny and not too fat with a bit of muscle on him. He had an okay looking face, but he always assumed it was his personality that kept him from attracting a female.
Another problem was that he was working while going to school. He was working a lot in order to help pay for school and to pay for his bills. His professors, on top of his work, expected him to study and focus on their assignments for several hours a week. These conflictions became very overbearing and he wasn’t able to excel in one or the other. Max’s below average grades were on par with his sub par work ethic at work. Everything seemed to be coming down around him. He didn’t want to be stuck at his dead-end job for the rest of his life, although he couldn’t quit since he had to still pay his bill.
The truth was, this wasn’t just something he was having to deal with, many of his friends were having problems, either with one, the other, or both. College wasn’t what he had expected, he thought it was going to be mainly partying and some studying. He never thought about work as a part of going to college. His parents told him that they never had to work in college because everything was so cheap when they went. Max just wanted to get away from it all, however he knew that dropping out of college would be like career suicide and he knew that no matter what, he would still have to get a job somewhere. He was trapped…. Or so it seemed.
The friends that Max had made over the two years that he had been in college helped him to trudge his way through the mess that he called life. Without them, he would’ve quite after the first semester of college. People always tell him that when he makes it to the ‘real world’ that it’ll be harder. How can the real world be any harder than working, going to school, and paying all of your bills? One could only figure that the bills would be higher and work, more intense.
In the end, Max knew that going to college was the right choice. He had stuck with it for at least two years, he might as well finish… Even if it was hard to do. When he was in high school, he thought getting into college was the hard part. The truth was, that was the easy part. Day after day, Max continued to try to figure out his life. Day after day, things continued to change… Hopefully for the better. Higher test scores, and a better work ethic. That was his current goal. The college life is tough.
The world sometimes seems so small, every time I walk outside it seems like someone notices me. It’s honestly really weird. I mean I didn’t grow up as a popular person, in fact just the opposite. Most people tried to avoid me since my family was poor my clothes were often torn. I wasn’t a trouble maker, but people often treated me like one just because I looked like one. This was something that definitely got under my skin as a child. It wasn’t until I got into theater that my life began to change.
My first time on stage is a time I will never forget, because that was the first time that I realized that I was good at something. It gave me meaning. I had gotten the lead role, and because of closeness of the cast, I made friends for the first time. I went from a nobody to a somebody. Over the years, I lost friends and gained new ones every time a play ended and a new one began. Outside of theater, people started to treat me better. I went from being shunned by people, to being treated like a normal human being. It was a very good feeling. Sometimes people would congratulate me on my performances and this was when I started to get noticed by strangers. I’ve never really gotten used to it, but it’s nice to have people notice and look up to you.
I was accepted into college for theater and learned many things to help me with my acting. I met more people and we hung out a lot since we didn’t just have plays together, we had classes together. I learned a lot from them and had a lot of fun too. At this time, I was starting to think of acting as more of a job and they taught me how to have fun with it again. Upon graduating from college, I headed to Hollywood to further my career in acting. I realized that finding acting jobs was going to be hard since there were thousands of others just like me out there. I worked fast food and lived with a roommate for about 2 years. I didn’t get any jobs, except for extras that I got to play as. The world out there was so much worse than college.
There wasn’t very much fun stuff going on. Until the day I got my first major role. It was in a B movie, but it was the first time I got to show what I could do. After playing in that movie, I was asked to do some more B movie stuff. Finally, I was asked to be in a major film production. I was finally able to quick my fast food job and also get my own place. It was exciting, and still is to this day. Now to present day, people notice me when I go out to buy groceries and often ask for autographs. I really enjoy it, although I wish there was more alone time. People are always following me and trying to wait until I mess up to tell the world what’s going on and why I suck… Well that’s how I went from a nobody to somebody.
I am going to tell you the story of how a young man saved humanity from the greatest threat it has ever seen. The young man, his name was Tolo. Tolo was a small man who lived in a house that was dug into the side of a hill. It was a very nice hole home, and anyone who came to the countryside and saw his home, knew exactly whose home it was. This future hero was to be met by the towns alchemist in the coming days. There had been some strange phenomenons happening around Tolo’s home and he wanted to find out what it was.
The story starts off when the alchemist reaches Tolo’s home.
“Tolo, are ya home?!”
Tolo jumped up from his comfy couch and ran over to the door, but before reaching the door, fixed a doily. Finally, he reached and opened the door.
“Welcome alchemist. I’ve been needing your opinion on the strange happenings I’ve had around my house. I’ve been told that my home is cursed, but I don’t believe in superstitions.”
“Ahh, but superstitions bring about questions. These end up creating a thirst for knowledge.”
“True, although it’s all just a bunch of hog wash.”
“I agree. Anyway, I was told that some of your things have been moving without being touched. We haven’t had any earthquakes so I’m not sure why things would move. I will need to do some research on this place.” the alchemist turned away from Tolo
“That’s fine with me.” Tolo said as he began to turn and walk back into his home.
“I just want to know one thing, Tolo. Have you really found out a way to turn copper into gold?” The alchemist asked, not turning towards Tolo.
“You will have your answer if you help me with this mystery.”
The alchemist walked away, but he would be back. No alchemist can turn down the possible knowledge of changing one element into another. Tolo knew this, for he himself was an alchemist and a good one at that. He had dug a laboratory deep into the hill so that all of his research could be kept quiet. Transmuting elements was not something men needed to know how to do.
The next day, the alchemist came back, and this time, with a bunch of books. He and Tolo spent hours trying to analyze why things would move around randomly.They had read some fifteen different books on the strange happenings. It intrigued them that if they paid enough attention to an object, you could see the subtle movement of it. Though they hadn’t come to any conclusions about what might be happening, Tolo started to imagine small creatures moving his stuff around. This is when it all began, the realization that an alien invasion could be upon them. Because, indeed there were actual small beings moving stuff ever so slightly.
“Do you see what I’m seeing?” Tolo asked the alchemist.
“I don’t, but if you might have magnifying glass. I would be able to see it.”
“Yeah I do. I’ll be right back.” Tolo disappeared into his lab and came back rather quickly. He gave the alchemist the magnifying glass, and together they looked at the small creatures. The creatures looked rather frightened. They scattered behind objects.
“Those weren’t ants, were they?” Tolo asked the alchemist.
“No, they looked like small humans. I wonder if they’re afraid of us?” pondered the alchemist.
“It looked like they were, but I’m more curious about where they ran off to.”
The two began to look around the house to try to find the little guys. It turned out to be quite a feat since the creatures were so tiny. After hours and hours of diligent searching, Tolo noticed one and said, “I think I found one.” He tried to sneak up on it to try to catch it, but the creatures noticed him and scurried away in between a shelf and the wall. Tolo and the alchemist looked at each other amazed since the crack in between the shelf and the wall was smaller than the creature. They couldn’t figure out how he had gotten through, or even why.
“We need to get one of those creatures to find out why they are here.”
“I have an idea. I’ve gotta go.” the alchemist ran out of Tolo’s house almost before Tolo could turn around.
“Bye!” Tolo yelled.
Tolo stared at the wall where the creature went through and noticed a small crack. It was glowing, but ever so slightly. Upon noticing this, Tolo’s house shook. When Tolo looked back at the crack, it was no longer glowing. “What was that glowing?” he though.
The next the alchemist came knocking at Tolo’s door very earlier in the morning. A groggy Tolo answered the door to a tired yet excited alchemist.
“You have to see this!” exclaimed the alchemist.
“This.” The alchemist pulled out a bottle that resembled the glow from the wall.
“I’ve seen that before.”
“I saw it last night through the magnifying glass and remembered that I had been working on something that could give me eternal life. However, I would always appear in some strange place when I would drink it, and then wake back up on my floor. Maybe you should try it. You might have better luck.”
Tolo analyzed the weird-looking bottle, opened it up, and chugged it. The next thing he knew was that he was not in his house anymore, but instead, in some black and white place. Small creatures walked up to him. They looked like the same creatures that had been in his home.
“Were you just in my home?” Tolo asked.
“If you were that big scary creature, then yes. But, if you are the same large creature, why are you so small now and how did you get here?” one of the creatures asked him.
“I drank a bottle of glowing liquid.”
“Give us the glowing liquid and we won’t be back to your world.”
“Why should I?”
“Because the glowing liquid is merging our two universes together and if it continues, it is prophesied to be the end of both planets.”
“I don’t usually believe in prophecies, but because of this place. I’ll believe you.” Tolo said and handed over the bottle of glowing liquid.
“Thank you!” the creature said.
Tolo then appeared laying on the ground in his home.
“Are you okay?” the alchemist asked.
“Yeah, I’m fine. Just don’t ever make that liquid again.”
The two talked a bit longer and Tolo kept up his end of the bargain and showed the alchemist how to transmute materials into other materials. Although the alchemist didn’t realize that he was just making pyrite, or fools gold. The alchemist left, Tolo went back to his lab, and humanity was saved. Until next time….
“What day is it?”
“It’s Thursday. Why do you ask?”
“I was just curious as to why, you’re carrying a suitcase.”
“Well, if you must know. I’m carrying this suitcase because I’m going to be interviewing for a job.”
“So what’s the suitcase for?”
“I have all of my important documents about me in this suitcase.”
“Well that’s really weird that you would need all of that stuff.”
“They need this stuff to know exactly what I’ve accomplished throughout the years.”
“You mean other than beating a dog in an eating contest?”
“I thought I told you never to bring that up again!”
“Hee-hee. It was so funny though.”
“Well anyways, I need to get going.”
“Why are you in such a hurry?”
“Because I want to be on time for it. Besides why are you asking me so many questions?”
“Because… You’re interviews next week…”
“No… It’s today. The 13th.”
“Today’s the 6th…”
“… Oh, let me check first…. F@#K! Well, at least now I have more time to prepare for the interview.”
“That’s the spirit.”
“… I’m just going to go to bed now.”
“It’s 2 p.m. though.”
“The days over anyway.”
“Eh, could’ve been worse.”
Living in the intellectual bastion that is Athens had allowed Nissicus the opportunity to study under some of the smartest philosophers the world has ever seen . What he wasn’t ready for, was that Sparta had been gearing up for a new war in hopes of finally getting their greedy hands on Athens’ spoils. He had never had to fight since he was from a wealthy family, but that might have to change. There have been reports that the Spartans are gearing up for an all out assault on Athens. Nissicus was not a cowardly man, he often liked to question his teachers when they said something that didn’t have a purpose. Many of his fellow classmates were nervous about the coming war, just as he was, but they didn’t believe that the Spartans would actually dare to challenge the might of Athens.
Nissicus knew that the Spartans were not a joke. When he was a child, he had seen a Spartan slave kill a man with his bare hands. The thought of seeing an army of such men scared him half-to-death. The traumatizing experience even worsened the fact that, because he was the heir to the family fortune, and that he was the only male old enough to fight in his family, he was to be conscripted for the war. Training for the war was in one week and he needed to be fit. However, his classes at school were not going to stop during said war. His teachers feared that if they stopped teaching Athenians about philosophy, that Athens might then become like savage Sparta.
Everything began to overwhelm Nissicus, who ran to the Parthenon to pray to Athena for guidance. Even after all of the sacrifices that Nissicus brought to the temple, nothing seemed to help him. Had Athena forsaken him? He thought to himself and questioned if the gods were real. He shook his head, of course they were real, even his teachers believed in the gods. They did however, say to question everything. Deciding that it would be better for him to just rest and deal with everything later, he headed home to sleep.
Nissicus, awoke the next morning to a horrifying shriek, and then someone yelled, “The Spartans are attacking!!!”
That was the last thing that he wanted to hear. He wasn’t prepared to fight, but he must defend his family and his city from those savages.He ran into the living room of his house and grabbed a bronze sword and shield that had been mounted on a wall. He then sprinted out the door and down the hill towards the walls of Athens. Upon approaching the walls he saw hundreds of Athenians soldiers standing in front of him.
“Hey you!” Nissicus heard someone yell at him.”Are you ready to fight for Athens!”
“I am ready!” Nissicus yelled back. He turned to see a giant of a man standing next to him. Nissicus himself was about average height, but hadn’t had to do much manual labor.
“Really? You look pretty scrawny. How good are you with a bow?”
“I’m better with a bow, then with a sword.”
The man turned and yelled, “Get this man bow! And you, get on top of the wall.”
Nissicus ran up the stairs to the top of the wall. He stood next to others who were in similar physique as him. A man came running up the stairs carrying a bow with a quiver full of arrows. He saw Nissicus, the only on the wall without a bow, and handed it to him saying, “May Athena be with you.”
He looked down from the wall at an encroaching Spartan army. He saw men carrying ladders and knew that if they succeeded in getting those ladders on the walls, he was going to die. He raised his bow into the sky, but a fellow archer took it from him. “Wait for orders to fire!” the archer yelled at him. He then gave Nissicus the bow.
This was all new to him. The gates of Athens opened and Athenian spear-men poured out. He knew that they couldn’t defeat the Spartans on the ground. The Spartans were known for their powerful spear infantry. How did they expect to win.
“Ready your bows men!” a man yelled. Nissicus pointed his bow into the air, took an arrow out, and pulled it back on the string. “Fire!” He let fly the arrow, and hoped that it stayed true. A flurry of arrows descended down on the Spartans, who had put their shields up to defend themselves, however some of the Spartans were killed from the arrows. The Spartans marched onward, towards the Athenian spear-men. “Ready! Fire!” Nissicus heard once more. More Spartans fell dead this time.
The Spartans finally reached the front-lines of the Athenians. It looked like it was going to be a massacre. Athenians fell dead, but so did the Spartans. To Nissicus’ surprise, the Athenians were doing quite well on the ground. “Ready! Fire!” Nissicus was going to hear this many more times before the battle is over. Every time those two words were yelled, more and more Spartans fell dead.Some of the Athenians got caught in the crossfire, but for the most part, the archers decimated the Spartan lines. The Spartans didn’t have any archers to retaliate with. After the Athenian archers killed the men carrying the ladders for the Spartans, they had no choice but to retreat.
Athens gathered their wounded and their dead after the battle. It made Nissicus sick to think that so many people could die, just for glory. Those disgusting Spartans killed thousands of Athenian men, just so they could appease Ares. Or at least that’s what their prisoners said, before they were sent to become slaves on the farms around Athens.
Nissicus, in the end returned to school in hopes that he would never have to see the battlefield again. His teachers said that war was necessary for the evolution of mankind. They must have never seen what transpires on a battlefield. For the very opposite of evolution occurs in the heat of battle. He went to the Parthenon and prayed that their wouldn’t be any more battles for Athens. However, he knew the gods loved war, and that his prayers would fall on deaf ears… But there is always hope.