Isaiah
👤 SpeakerAppearances Over Time
Podcast Appearances
It was that sort of silence that's so oppressive and empty it almost deafens you.
Across the dimly lit lobby, there was a glass window with someone inside.
She was turned away, typing something intently.
We walked over to the window.
The caseworker rang a bell on the counter, and the secretary spun around in her chair,
Her face was painted like a clown, like Ronald McDonald.
In fact, bro, get me out of here.
Hey, so way to scare me straight.
The military is ready to go to whatever house you want me to.
You know, I always, I always wanted to support my country.
Actually, I always felt like that was important.
She even had the short, curly red hair.
Otherwise, she wore a typical white nurse's dress.
I wanted to laugh at how bizarre it was, but I couldn't.
A chill swept down my spine.