Ria, are you ok?

ds and I was fine with that because I actually loved the learning process. My ultimate goal in life was

geographer, a detective, a sailor, a pilot, a miner, an archaeologist, a lock picker, a hiker, a cyclist, geologist, anthropolo

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tened, my heart rate quickened, and a shrieking sound rang in my ear

ce that there was a car behind me. The girl shook in her seat but didn't open h

I wanted to speak but no words came out of my mouth. Reality was starting to feel like a ni

er than I would have liked them to. She kept tappi

raffic, I got back on the highway and drove away, occasionally checking the fron

attractive, was now nothing but creepy. In fact, the whole situation seemed to be right out of a Twilight Zone e

ration of the ride, let alone mention the mysterious third passenger. She continued to tap

en seem to have a place to go. After thinking about it carefully, I broke the sile

e as if expecti

continued. She looked down at her book, t

nds. A chilling breeze rushed into the car. Maybe I should have just stayed home today. This must have been what t

you, " she f

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tstanding place to live. Here, I've got pretty much anything I could ask for:

amine and political turmoil of the early 1960's. His wife had left him w

administration, and that he didn't agree with the things the government was doing at the time so he gathered his wealth and fled to Canada, where he was granted political asylum and started his own immigration consulting

families, so every customer that was satisfied with my grandpa's service would then br

ng" rich Chinese people. All he was left with were two downtown properties, one of which is the one I'm living in n

sts in North America means that, in a financial

gh I didn't see why she needed to be so worried about anything, so I picked up on her emotions and started to feel nervous myself. We were still super polite, bringing a gift for him all the time. I used to show him the things I had d