Yìhán, a Chinese woman with big eyes, doubled lids, and no slant gave birth to Mǐnxīn, the exact opposite. Yìhán was ashamed of her child's face, embarrassed for her child in her own words as soon as she processed the child. It was no longer 2036, but 2045, just nine years after 2036, and yet she still felt ashamed of East Asian facial features regarding the eyes. Being from South Jǐn yáo Timville, she was baffled that she even had a child with such rare eyes. Yìhán's newborn

After a while, another division happened in China. A group of people left and formed their own nation. Many of the people who left had slanted eyes, small eyes, or monolids. They no longer felt welcome in their own country because they were constantly mocked and treated as unattractive or embarrassing because of their ethnic features. Over time, the harassment became unbearable, so they decided to leave and create a separate nation called Yǎtíng, named after their leader. In

In the year 2036, when the electric firmament of mankind had swollen into a hideous and ever-watchful nervous system stretched across the continents, there arose from the phosphorescent abysses of the internet a species of malice so pervasive and infernal that no healthy mind could wholly apprehend its dimensions without some gradual loosening of sanity itself. The thing spread not as plague alone, but as philosophy — a bleak and sneering contagion born from anonymous multitu

Have there ever been cases where Chinese people openly acknowledged or even bragged about the stereotype that others see them as highly intelligent? For example, imagine a Chinese mother telling her daughter something like: “People already assume Chinese people are smart. Other countries look at us and think we’re geniuses. Parents compare their kids to Chinese children and say, ‘Why can’t you study like them?’” From my personal experience as a Black person, I have seen some

The first patrolmen who entered the little house on Gresham Street were men of no extraordinary constitution. They were merely officers Carl Hensley and Clyde Mercer, both weary from a long November shift, both expecting the commonplace vulgarities of mortal crime: a drunkard's corpse, perhaps, or some domestic butchery performed in a fit of primitive rage. Neither man possessed the slightest preparation for what awaited beyond that warped oak door. The house itself stood cro

DISCLAIMER: I do not endorse anything the main character does. She is evil, and it is okay not to like her. I am not trying to make her likable and she was not intended to have redeeming qualities. Just because she does evil does not mean I am confessing to any crimes, just because she is unlikeable does not mean I am self-inserting. This is the farthest from a self-insert. Let's begin the story: Aunt Margaret is dead. She's not alive anymore. I did that. I actually did that.

The police coming by was exactly the opposite of what I needed! Was it something that happened in the neighborhood? I heard on the news that Hamas was ticked off of something, do I need to evacuate? Did my aunt find out I was gonna kill her?! Looking as crazy as possible, I say "Hi officers. How do you do... This fine morning? I guess?" "Wha- What do I say to a visit like this?" I Idiotically said To THE POLICE. That was awkward. I'm not giving them my dirty laundry. I just.

For Vernice's government to colonize Little Saint James and Great Saint James, there are several reasons why this decision was seen as problematic by it's government at the time. To be fair, the government did technically remove the sex traffickers. Jeffrey Epstein and others involved in the trafficking network were removed in The Story of Tail-Likes. When the country of Vernice was established, many of those individuals were expelled. That part was clearly a positive action.

DISCLAIMER : Remember that this is fictional. Little Saint James is still a VERY HORRIBLE PLACE. Let's start reading: Once upon this time… A wide field of tall grass stretches under the open sky, the blades whispering softly whenever the wind passes through. Scattered across the green are clusters of wild rose bushes, their blossoms a gentle, bright pink that almost look delicate against the rugged landscape. But the beauty hides something harsher. The rose stems are thick,

Once they were both allowed to go home, Karia started looking at her map. Alexander T.G. Perkins stared at her and said "Here we go!" Then she nodded once and they went on their way. Karia got lost, trying to find her way with the map but she was forgetting what the class taught her on how to read the map. Alexander T.G. Perkins was walking in random places, not looking at the ground or his surroundings trying to just go in directions after lengths of time he thought it wou

Eventually the time came for Alexander the Great Perkins, son of Betty & Jackson Perkins, to move . There were two ways to transfer to this island. One was by boat, the other was by plane. In the end, most people chose planes in fear of people shooting the boat because they assumed it was a trafficking operation when it was not. And so Alexander chose by plane, and by playing he went to the settlement of Tailson. When Alexander the Great Perkins landed in the settlement, he

This is set in the same universe as THIs story . The recording above is this chapter, but read aloud. the government of Vernice did not like people who were considered “unsightly.” As a result, they relocated them to a specific area where cameras, phones, and computers were not allowed. They did not want these individuals to be publicized and instead wanted to hide them from the rest of the world. However, they did not remove the tails for two reasons. First, in this country,

An angel, Echel, is building a human baby while his mother, Betty, is playing "Michigan: Become Android," and tells God "Hey, I removed that useless appendix from the baby." God immediately freezes, turns around in the zip of a hat, then asks "Did you?" And "You did what?" Echel says "It was useless, anyway." God says "You idiot! The appendix acts as a storehouse for bacteria that the digestive system needs to properly function. That way after sickness, or consumption of som

I forgot to take my meds , so instead, I washed my hair and started styling it and stuff... So... Them meds lookin' mighty tasty... AS IN I want my mental health to be better, that is! That means I wanna take my meds, not kill myself! I don't wanna pop 'em like candy, if I did that, I'd die! Or go crazy! Either one! I don't wanna overdose, I can't take too many! I'm an idiot... I can't even express myself right... I haven't gone to work in days... Probably got shadow fired...

Cathy's Point of View 5 weeks later, I don't feel like taking my meds today... 1 day later I just... Wanna lay in bed and do nothing. I don't wanna go to work for that stupid cloning center. I don't wanna be the receptionist that takes calls for that stupid call center. I just wanna go to bed. 3 days later I just... 2 days later I wanna die a bit... 4 days later no meds, today... 3 days later I feel so depressed, but I have no motivation to go and take my meds... I don't wan

Writer's narration A lot of you all want character development and growth in Cathy; This is an origin story. Cathy isn't here to grow; She's here to move along the plot until disaster. When does Cathy get character growth, you ask? When she's on her meds. A teeter totter between sanity & insanity, her growth reverts and becomes naught as soon as she stops taking her meds, her growth progresses and returns when she tasks herself with her meds, her mentality will destabilize u

Cathy's point of view My plan was in shambles . I was stable now, and had decided not to bump off my auntie. She wasn't accepting his advances. She was rejecting him. I have no reason to kill her. I decided to ask my husband for a divorce and give up my kid for adoption to my brother, Bread, since his privates are fried so he can't have his own children. Bread was destroyed when he found he was infertile. Plus, I don't care about what my future ex-husband, Joe, thinks. My chi

DISCLAIMER: Sorry, but I don't endorse none of the ******** Cathy does in this chapter. I endorse NOTHING. Remember that you are not required to look up to her, learn from her, like her, see her as the hero, see her in the right, this is NOT like other stories. The main character IS THE INSANE CHICK. Let's begin: Cathy's point of view I have this knife and I'm gonna put on rubber gloves and electrify the little ***** knife with the electric fence she has and wait until it's e

DISCLAIMER: This is not how the writer feels. This is how the main character Cathy feels. Thank you. Cathy is an unlikeable person and will be VERY rude to a lot of protected people because she's manic at the moment. At some point, she's gonna crash out at the reader. Let's begin: Cathy's point of view I stood in a stupid flat terrain strewn with ugly, strange-looking trees, gigantic grass, and wildflowers. I can see a small body of water to the north and a stupid, ugly lo