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*** 4 ***Mary had woke up today in a bright and cheerful mood. Today was different than any other, she could tell. For one, she woke up hungry; it usually took a while for Mary to want breakfast and be what one would consider "fully functional". "Hey Jake" she called to the living room. Jake was always out in the living room waiting for Mary to finish getting ready in the morning. He was much quicker on the daily morning bathroom bit and getting dressed. Mary would find that she was distracted at times, and could never get herself

*** 3 ***"You mean you had never heard about media conditioning us? Its easy to explain, really. Basically the images you see in the media can be stuff that may happen in the future, but is presented in a manner so as to make the real situation less shocking." Kevin Kolms was Mary's friend and magazine editor for a very intellectual forum. She learned much about various topics of discussion."Hmm, you mean like what we see in the movies or television? So what you're saying is that we could see something on TV and then see it in real life later, and all of it is no coincidence?"

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*** 2 ***"Duuude, check this out. Is this crazy or what?" exclaimed Mary, running out of the bathroom. She had been standing in front of that mirror for close to ten minutes poking at some bumps on her face. "Jake, hurry up and come look at this.""What is it? A pimple?" Jake looked hurriedly over Mary's face in one quick glance and responds "Mary there isn't anything there, what are you talking about?" Jake was the intellectual stud of Mary's fantasies. They met when she was just starting out in college, and fell instantly in love. He was a thinker, but not on the

*** 1 ***"What are you staring at man? You've been staring at the sky for the past three minutes now." Mary's sister Lynn was always the first to poke fun at her never ending fascination with the night sky. Lynn was much unlike her sister in the fact that she was very old fashioned in her manner of thinking. She also was the "wise beyond her years" type. For Lynn, seeing was believing. If you were going to pull one over on her you had to get up pretty early in the morning. It was funny to emphasize

Each day I will post a little bit of this storyI haven't decided whether it will be a book, a screenplay, or both *** Prologue ***He sat in front of the room, very straight faced and still. Every eye and ear was fixed upon him. He spoke with a quiver in his voice, but still very serious."It all happened so fast, considering how slow it all began, not to mention how much space was in between. She lived so far away from me. But yet, everything seemed to piece itself together for us so quickly. She used to tell me so much. Sometimes,