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WILLIAM FATTHER
#TheWritingProject
Chapter One:
On the first Monday of the month of June 2006, Sene Wilde, the Assistant Director of Heckin's Group, in which I used to perform my job, ordered me to shift my residence to a new place. For the next few seconds, I was unable to understand what he was saying. My boss then gave me the good news and handed me my promotion letter. It's my last working day in my office and a farewell is organised by my boss. Everyone encouraged and appreciated me.
That day, I decided to celebrate with my family and colleagues. It was 8.00 PM when we decided to meet at a nearby restaurant, just opposite to our office. I gathered 38 people, including my wife, and ordered a drink to commemorate my desire for promotion.I got a holiday of fifteen days to shift my household's. But nonetheless, my wife and I decided to celebrate with my friends. We invited everyone to our house for a get-together, and my bestie Caroline recently shifted to Kent. I asked my wife to live with my parents who were in Los Angeles. She agreed, giving me a tight hug. My mother Janica Lue and father John Lue were both like wooden sticks to each other in old age. So I decided to leave my wife with my parents and serve them for a period of time. My wife Morella said, "Take care of my darling James" and gave me a tight hug when I left for Washington. My parents gave me blessings and asked me to return soon and take all of them to a new place. According to my new post, this new place was... At that moment, I was thinking about my family and, at that moment, was very excited to be in my new office as' head’. I arrived late at night and took a taxi to my hotel.On my way to the hotel, I saw a large empty house. It was huge, big and regal, full of beauty. At times, when I asked the driver about the mansion, he replied fearfully in a shaky voice, "Nope, this seemed to be filled with beauty but had its terrifying secrets about its basement and a diary." "Which diary?" I asked at that moment. The driver replied to my question and muttered, "I don't know much, but if you want to know about the past, then you need to meet Father Joel Burns in Cornerstone Church." I ignored it and enjoyed myself later that night at the hotel. It was 12.30 PM when I woke up the next morning and joined my office. It was a huge building of four floors and well decorated with worldly things. I met my Secretary, Isabella James Wilson, and I Introduced my name as James Wilson instead of James Lues, just to crack a joke. "James Wilson" AND "James Wilson" and she blushed, but was smiling for the next few seconds, till I introduced myself with my real name, James Lues (GUTTURAL SOUND). After that, she breathed deeply, relaxed, and welcomed me to my new office.
On our way to meet with other colleagues, she asked me if she could call me James, and I agreed. In the lift, only one thing was going into my mind: "Does she make me a joke or not?" She was starring at me and suddenly the lift got stuck and the lights were off. She pressed on my chest and came closer, holding the lapels of my coat. That moment was a scene from a movie or a love story that I had read in my college days and I had a strong desire to have that particular scene with a beautiful and charming girl. That desire was fulfilled after twelve years of being graduated and married. Finally, after five minutes, we were rescued out, and I was not sorry to leave that lift. "What a day," I whispered, coming out of the old lift. After that, we decided to go out for lunch while Isabella introduced everyone working out there.I asked her about the restaurant and she told me about GOLDS CARLING, which was recently inaugurated. After having our meal, I asked her for a drink and ordered only one apple martini and shared it with her, not as a chance on her but because it was too expensive. I hadn't joined my office that day and decided to join the next day.
In the evening, I went to the...
Chapter One:
On the first Monday of the month of June 2006, Sene Wilde, the Assistant Director of Heckin's Group, in which I used to perform my job, ordered me to shift my residence to a new place. For the next few seconds, I was unable to understand what he was saying. My boss then gave me the good news and handed me my promotion letter. It's my last working day in my office and a farewell is organised by my boss. Everyone encouraged and appreciated me.
That day, I decided to celebrate with my family and colleagues. It was 8.00 PM when we decided to meet at a nearby restaurant, just opposite to our office. I gathered 38 people, including my wife, and ordered a drink to commemorate my desire for promotion.I got a holiday of fifteen days to shift my household's. But nonetheless, my wife and I decided to celebrate with my friends. We invited everyone to our house for a get-together, and my bestie Caroline recently shifted to Kent. I asked my wife to live with my parents who were in Los Angeles. She agreed, giving me a tight hug. My mother Janica Lue and father John Lue were both like wooden sticks to each other in old age. So I decided to leave my wife with my parents and serve them for a period of time. My wife Morella said, "Take care of my darling James" and gave me a tight hug when I left for Washington. My parents gave me blessings and asked me to return soon and take all of them to a new place. According to my new post, this new place was... At that moment, I was thinking about my family and, at that moment, was very excited to be in my new office as' head’. I arrived late at night and took a taxi to my hotel.On my way to the hotel, I saw a large empty house. It was huge, big and regal, full of beauty. At times, when I asked the driver about the mansion, he replied fearfully in a shaky voice, "Nope, this seemed to be filled with beauty but had its terrifying secrets about its basement and a diary." "Which diary?" I asked at that moment. The driver replied to my question and muttered, "I don't know much, but if you want to know about the past, then you need to meet Father Joel Burns in Cornerstone Church." I ignored it and enjoyed myself later that night at the hotel. It was 12.30 PM when I woke up the next morning and joined my office. It was a huge building of four floors and well decorated with worldly things. I met my Secretary, Isabella James Wilson, and I Introduced my name as James Wilson instead of James Lues, just to crack a joke. "James Wilson" AND "James Wilson" and she blushed, but was smiling for the next few seconds, till I introduced myself with my real name, James Lues (GUTTURAL SOUND). After that, she breathed deeply, relaxed, and welcomed me to my new office.
On our way to meet with other colleagues, she asked me if she could call me James, and I agreed. In the lift, only one thing was going into my mind: "Does she make me a joke or not?" She was starring at me and suddenly the lift got stuck and the lights were off. She pressed on my chest and came closer, holding the lapels of my coat. That moment was a scene from a movie or a love story that I had read in my college days and I had a strong desire to have that particular scene with a beautiful and charming girl. That desire was fulfilled after twelve years of being graduated and married. Finally, after five minutes, we were rescued out, and I was not sorry to leave that lift. "What a day," I whispered, coming out of the old lift. After that, we decided to go out for lunch while Isabella introduced everyone working out there.I asked her about the restaurant and she told me about GOLDS CARLING, which was recently inaugurated. After having our meal, I asked her for a drink and ordered only one apple martini and shared it with her, not as a chance on her but because it was too expensive. I hadn't joined my office that day and decided to join the next day.
In the evening, I went to the...
