The story
Old tag from Cis.
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I was doing the regular stuff that most of the people from a decent country do: woke up, cloth up, opened window, washed up, made bed, took breakfast, drunk coffee, typed ‘vlad’ and hit enter on my keyboard (the computer starts, BIOS job 
), closed window and all of these without disturbing the host (I’m moving, any offers?). Then one thing that usually doesn’t happen on a regular day: I found myself screaming from the top of my lungs some nonsense words. Then I stopped, the walls faded, the things around me faded, the streets faded, the city, the continent, the whole world faded and I was suspended nowhere for some time… It was dark; no Moon, no Sun, no universe… nothing, just darkness. A voice whispered that I should listen and open my soul. What the f**k did that meant? Was I missing something?
Then someone hit me with a bat in my back. After some time, still lying on somekind of floor, I managed to ‘open my soul’ and listen to the reality, it was dark…
The next blink I was back at my computer reading blogs and drinking my morning coffee.
Damn SF TV Shows…
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I end the tag.
That would be a great 200-word essay for your English class… if you were in highschool again.
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Concerning the blogs you read, including mine… I’d write more in it… hell with it, I’d write, but I feel kind of frustrated as my mother found it and now she reads it as well.
) After I posted the tag thingy, I got a call back from her asking me “So… did you pay the RCS bill?” 
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Cheers!
Hopefully my mom doesn’t use internet as often as she did when I was back home.