1st November, 1983 I am about to reveal a ghastly truth to the world; however, this truth might be something I am not supposed to bear. My life might be in danger, and soon, I might be gone forever. In fact, if anyone is reading this, I might already be dead. Please do not proceed …continue reading
2nd November, 1983 After years of internal conflict, the itch in my mind cannot rest until the truth of McDonald’s is exposed to the world. I have decided to write the truth here, but whether or not the world will know it, it’s up to fate. All I have are words, and I hope that, … continue reading
I once heard a story from a friend about the tale of a pencil, where he was born from a factory and waiting in a shop for a master to adopt him. I was surprise and very happy to know that not only us but there are other races… continue reading