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Presidential Report

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Knees bruised, forearms skinned, sweat pouring from my brow, I ran swiftly from the dark silhouette glimmering in the night sky as if the stars had grown a mind of their own and were set for a vengeance against me. The sign read “Walmart”, I stopped, turned to towards it, screamed “WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?! WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME WALMART.”

I stood there in shock as the walls crumbled around the sign which eventually fell itself, what remained was only a yellow spherical orb, that rolled towards me. It had a face…  difficult to recognize, since as it rolled I only caught glimpses, it seemed to be smiling at me. Legs locked in fear, I was unable to move, this sphere, this horror, whatever it was had bound me to an imaginary gurney of my own terror and depression.  It stopped abruptly, stared blankly at me with its dead eyes, I now fully recognised what was in front of me, the sphere was twice the height of me, and it eyes, they were terrible. I felt as if they were staring deeply into my soul calculating my weaknesses, understanding what truly drives me to despair. I knew what it wanted. It wanted savings. It wanted lower prices. It wanted to drive my small company out of business.

Suddenly my body shook; I looked up to see my brother standing above me.

“Dude. You really have to stop.”

-Smokey the Bandit

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