ILOVEYOU

My mother tells me that dreams are crossroads, not belonging to the mortal or spirit world. In dreams, the deceased can communicate with the living, tie up loose ends. The lost souls would be able to apologize for anything done wrong, be able to say “I love you” one last time, and even tell them where a certain large stack of money is hidden. The possibilities are infinite in Crossroad. Once anything that made the spirit feel fragmented arose, they were condemned to wander Crossroad in search of…

You laid in your bed, your hair a tangled mess and your face resembling that of a zombies. You groaned as you shuffled in the bed, roughly kicking the covers away because the heat was irritating you. You sighed. The memories of the night was still fresh in your mind, replaying at every chance it got; now was no exception. "Kian?" You stumbled into the apartment, your vision a blurry mess. "Kian." You dragged out his name in an attempt to get him to respond. You looked at the sofa and sighed.…

Daltyn watched Sterling saunter across the room after coming in the house. “Jer is in a talkative mood today. He wouldn’t shut his mouth the whole ride to school.” He smiled his cheshire-cat smile and sat unnecessarily close to her on the couch. “His name is Jericho, not Jer. You are not my father, nor will you ever be, so you don’t have the right to call him Jer.” Her hands formed into defensive and protective fists, but they stayed glued to her side. She wouldn’t dare to purposely hurt…

In the year 822SX, Felt was born in a hidden room in the top of Tower of Felt, a tower that the king of the High-elves had ordered to be made as a gift to a noble that fought for him and brought him widespread victory in the last great war. Felt's father, the previous general of the west, was soon to be the next king of the High-elves and had given life to her out of wedlock. To protect his position and reputation he had Felt birthed far away in a secret location, in the Tower of Felt. As she…

“You listen to me young man! You are NOT joining the Loyalists and that’s final!” Eren’s mother yells at him. This was a constant battle between the two. “WELL WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO?? SIT HERE LIKE A COWARD AND WATCH MY FRIENDS DIE! THE DIAMOND ROSES ARE not GOING TO STOP! SOMEONE HAS TO HELP” Eren balled his fists as he yells even louder than his mom. As a young 16 year old, Eren wanted nothing but to get out of Ritwell and join the Loyalists, a group a misfit that wish to eliminate the…

On September 24, 1942, German police moved into the ghetto, fires were everywhere, some shops had to close, families separated, and more citizens perished everyday. Children young as four years old attempted to take care of their bedridden families. Desperate cries of agony heard in the streets were the most horrendous sounds anyone could ever hear. Paula and her father, Adam, had been living in this town for a while now, and they had predicted this would happen a while back. In the midst of…

The rabbit stares me. It stares into my eyes as I collapse to the floor, back against the wall. Sweat runs down my body, from the damp hair plastered to my forehead to my aching ribs. My breathing is ragged and my white shirt sticks to my skin, wet and uncomfortably warm. The rabbit tilts its head from across the rectangular practice room, eyes boring into mine with mischievous curiosity. Its white fur shimmers as it grabs the left side of its scarlet blazer, pulling out a pocket watch. It…

She shook her head. Her ribs were beginning to hurt again, but she didn’t want Needles touching her. Lieutenant Jorgan glanced over his shoulder at the medic, who had busied himself at another terminal, then inclined his head slightly for her to follow. He led her through a doorway into another corridor, then turned into a brightly lit room filled with medical supplies and an old medical droid. “I know you were injured.” He nodded towards the droid who had activated at the entry. It walked…

“Having fun?” he asked. “Yes, come and see.” She closed all the windows and rebooted the computer. Proudly she showed him her accomplishments and hoped she didn’t look stupid. She relaxed, though, when he nodded his approval. “Excellent! Next project.” He slid the keyboard over in front of himself to show her something new. “Try this?” Lily was sitting close to him, too close. He enjoyed moments like this, but at the same time he was beginning to feel a little claustrophobic. He stood up and…

P3: Explain the security risks and protection mechanisms involved in website performance. Security risk There are a lot of security risks on websites, for examples there are risks like viruses and hacker, these risks are extremely dangerous for electronic commerce website where hackers can steal other user’s personal details. The web designer should build up a protection mechanism when making a website, this can support the enforcement of security policies which the users can feel safe when…