http://slow.writerscafe.org/Ugonnafail The original writings of author Ugonnafail en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776104988 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 November 8th. 2050It has been 34 years since He was elected for president of the United States.30 years ago when the Great War started.16 years since I was born.10 years since the war ended.Everyday I listen to Him and see Him through the HoloImager. The richest man on Earth, addressing everyone on .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ugonnafail/1865483/ 11/8/2050IT HAS BEEN 10 YEARS SINCE THE LAST BOMB WAS DROPPED. AND YET HERE I AM SITTING IN A MAKESHIFT TENT MADE OF TORN CLOTHS FROM AN OLD DEPARTMENT STORE, TYPING ON A SLIGHTLY MODIFIED, ANCIENT GRAPHING CALCULATOR. EVERYONE I KNEW IS DEAD. MY G-MOD HAS SHATTERED, BUT I CAN STILL HERE GOVERNMENT .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ugonnafail/1862505/ Graphing calculator entries from a freshmen tech-genius. Diary pages from a rich, popular, yet resourceful girl. Audio recordings from a would be medical doctor. Spiral bound notebooks from an amne http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ugonnafail/1862503/ "Ahh!!!" I yell, as I sit abruptly up, passing through Gabe's head."Eww..." He says, with a smile on his face."Emmanuel!" I turn around, and see Emily. She tries to give me a hug, but instead passes through me and hugs Katie instead. She quickly scrambles up, blushing."Where, what, uh, why, wha, wha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ugonnafail/1717937/ My heart hammered against my chest. They knew, they already know, whoever they are. I started to feel really dizzy. I pressed my head against the key board, pressing random keys. The plug came loose from my hand and fell to the floor with a thud. The white light which had once flooded the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ugonnafail/1701028/ My head hit the table top. I looked around. There was Spartan table cloth next to me, maybe it was covering me at some point. Screw drivers, chisels, and hammers, scattered around the concrete floor. I got up and felt my pockets. Nothing. Didn't I bring a pistol? I shook my head. Collin wouldn't do .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ugonnafail/1701027/ Late-ly, I've been, I've been losing sleep,Dreaming about the things that we could be, but-Baby, I've been-"Ah, the zombie lives." I sat up. I was in the woodshop. Except, nothing was there. Just the floor, ceiling and walls. I didn't see Emily, or Collin, or even Keva."Katie, seriously?" I said ser.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ugonnafail/1701026/ Other two thugs: same story. I shot the last one in the leg and he tried to run, but Collin literally froze him in his tracks. The guy's got frost bite all over his body. He's melting in that grave right now."Get in the van, Shay," I said."No, you aren't cutting off my arm, you don't know what the i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ugonnafail/1701025/ His hair was a buzz cut style. A piece of cloth around his mouth, arms tied behind the back of a wooden chair. His legs tied down to the front legs of the chair. His head was down, but when opened the garage door, he pulled his head up to look. The other thugs had plastic bags over there heads, tied.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ugonnafail/1701024/ "Update me on everything that has happened in the past three days." I needed to get everything straight before I made my move. I was sitting one the two seater couch with Emily besides me, my arm around her. To my left is my house's gas fireplace, but it's not on because I don't know how to use it. .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ugonnafail/1701023/ "Hello? Anyone in there?" I sat up groggily in the middle of nowhere. Literally. I was sitting on something white, I bet is was the ground, but I dunno, since the sky was white, and the walls of this something was white, and there wasn't a thing that wasn't white. Except for myself. I look.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ugonnafail/1701021/ His eyes bore down at us, a crappy shade of brown."Go!"  I yelled, nearly screaming it. I tried to shove her out of the way, but my hand only passed through her. Our eyes widened, and she got the message. She jumped away, still holding the grenade launcher, and Camus blew fire. The heat slowed .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ugonnafail/1701019/ "Llama, llama, llama!" I heard a girl shout. I looked, confused, in the direction of the voice. Keva, standing next to Collin, was yelling and screaming at the top of her lungs. This apparently interested Camus as well, as he turns up to look at the source of the noise, he gets a blast of ice in his.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ugonnafail/1701018/ His skin started to become green. He ducked his head down, though it wasn't very effective at hiding his face, as he was growing. I said he was big before. The thing he turned into dwarfed his original height. He was much taller than the IGA store I had just exited, and his skin became scales. All h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ugonnafail/1701014/ I threw myself at Gabe to keep him from being hit by the bullets. He was one step ahead of me. He had already ducked behind the bus and was trying to pull Shay away from the driver's seat. Matthew kept up the barrage of bullets for quite a while. All the thugs had dispersed and ran off, at least, I .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ugonnafail/1701013/ "What," I asked quietly, "was that for?" Not one budged. "So tell me," I began, "Why exactly did you try to shoot my friend, eh?" I pointed the assault rifle at the kid with the shot gun. He dropped the gun and started backing away. "Oh, no you don't," I said. "You tell me, what did you want?" I lif.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ugonnafail/1701011/ I had left Katie and Keva on the couch inside my house, next to the front door. I had gotten inside the house through the garage, just by slipping in. Collin insisted on staying with the girls, probably to talk to Keva when she woke up. I wasn't going to argue with him, not if he was going to probab.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ugonnafail/1701010/ I always have a small firearm with me. Beretta M9 Pistol, got 4.92 inch barrel, and pretty convenient to whip out. Never predicted that my friend would try to burn me with a human flamethrower.Gabe had opened up the nozzle of the extinguisher and let loose the contents, but it was no match for .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ugonnafail/1701009/ As I walk out the classroom, I see Katie.She's definitely taller than Matthew, maybe as tall as Shay, but nowhere close to my height. She usually has braids, at times she may leave her hair down. Today she did the later.Katie came out of the room across/adjacent from the eighth grade math classroom,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ugonnafail/1701004/ It was exactly 10 minutes after the bell had rung for fifth period, 12:00 noon. My watch is ahead exactly five seconds of the school bell, and it showed me 12:00:05 when I looked down at my watch. When at that moment, our honor's math teacher had keeled over in pain. He had wire framed glasses, uniq.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ugonnafail/1701003/ In panic or near death, he can pass through matter. In pure joy or excitement, he can turn on the lights. In depression or agony, he cannot be heard. What if others are like him? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Ugonnafail/1701002/