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Is My Life Ordinary?

“LET’S BEGIN THE SURVIVAL GAME!” The announcement called out before Allen could get a handle on the circumstances. He was thrust into a game of survival. It was supposed to be a typical day for Allen, but if only that were possible. Unfortunately, fate had different plans for him. Allen was consistently prepared to leave for school. It was part of his routine that he never broke. But, much to his dismay, he didn’t know he wasn’t coming home that night. Upon his arrival, all the students were forced to stay at school. They were asked to complete simple tasks without notice. At first, they were asked to accomplish the duties just as menial as solving a riddle, but oblivious to the peril they were about to enter. Soon it turned out that Fifty students from various places were kidnapped and erased from records and placed on a deserted island. After realizing their situations, it was clear, the only way to survive was to complete the given tasks. Just like the working world of real life, everyone has to face the consequences of their actions. Just like that, they all have to face the consequences for every wrong decision and incompetent result. Will Allen be able to come out of this? Or will he be trapped in the game for eternity? ----- Hey there, since this is my first novel there might be slight mistakes. If you can ignore those mistakes then I really think you will enjoy the novel. I will constantly be trying to improve. Join the Discord Server for Character Design. Discord ID/ Link- Adrian_Garcia#7798 Discord Link- https://discord.gg/nTwCPPszM3 Instagram ID- ce._.two The cover isn't mine.

Adrain_Garcia · Realistis
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Confessing the Truth?

"Wh-Wha-" she couldn't say it out loud. Or she was trying to make up her mind whether to say it or not. 

I was going to take a seat in front of her when she motioned for me to take a seat beside her. Perhaps she wishes to talk about something that was not supposed to be heard by someone else. If I had sat in front of her, our distance would have been fairly great. Someone walking close to us could overhear our conversation.

Looking at her, it was clear that whatever she was attempting to convey was difficult for her. But what exactly may it be? When was the last time I spoke with her, if my memory serves, right?  Wasn't it the case that we were both required to perform some job for the teachers? That was the only time we ever chatted for more than a minute.

"Do you need more time? I can go, and whenever you're ready to tell me, you can probably find me in the classroom..." I tried to stand up, but she grabbed my arm and exclaimed.