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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.

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Consequences

"ALLLLLEEEEENN N N N N  N….!" I heard the yell but didn't try to give another thought to it. 

As I picked my bag from the class I encountered, Peter was waiting. 

It was already predicted that he would be asking me several questions regarding the sudden appearance of Iris and then ask for the Principal and of course that yell. 

"Alright, give it to me." I said as I stood against him. 

"... Allen, what did you do to make Iris cry?" Peter roared. 

Although it wasn't a loud voice but in this close proximity, I was wondering how come his voice be so heavy for some he hardly know. 

"Wait, cry? Why did she cry?" I asked. 

"Iris did." 

"Who?" 

"Iris!" He exclaimed. 

"Just to be clear, we are talking about the same Iris, similar height to me and quite an attitude and of course her voice is high pitched all the time. The same Iris?" I wanted to confirm.