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Nobody is allowed to love their job at my construction warehouse job, and when we all go on our 1 hour break, you can sense the hatred from everyone towards this job. You can see all mistakes these guys made in life to end up working in a construction ware house. Some got a girl pregnant when they were young and they had no choice but to start working. Some lived a life of crime and went to jail and when they came out of jail, they had this job that was available to them. Others were just poor and had no choice but to work here.

I come from a poor family and this job was the only one that would accept me. I couldn't go to university and so after high school, I am here working with these lot. It's a depressing place and most conversation are about how they hate their jobs, their wives and kids and just in general their own lives. There are two break rooms one for those who hate their jobs and the other are for those who love their jobs. The rule in the air is that nobody gets to love their job.

There is only 1 guy who goes into the other break room because he loves his job. The 2 break rooms are next door neighbours and so we can hear this guy in the other break room, singing how much he loves his job. Then a gang of men who hated their jobs stormed into that other break room and started to beat up the guy. They wanted to make the guy hate his job, but no matter how much they beat him up, the guy kept singing how much he loved his job. Then when break time was over the guy who loves his job was all bruised but he still had a smile on his face.

Then the guy who loved his job started to ask other employees whether he could impregnate their wives or their adult daughters, so that a baby could trap him to this horrid job. A group of guys beat him up bad and broke some of his bones, the guy came back 2 weeks later singing how much he loved his job. The hospital struggled to contain him as all he talked about was his job.

HR then joined that this guys love for the job was causing problems. Then things became worse when the company hired more new people exactly like thus guy, and now there was a gang of people who loved working here. The managers locked these people into the break room which was for people who loved their jobs. There is no food in thus break room and water had been cut off, but 3 years later we still hear singing from this break room about they love their jobs.

3 years without food or water!

We just leave them be.

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'Hey guys you should invest in the shortstory1 coin on crypto! And everyday I will write a bizarre horror story everyday and this will push up the value of the shortstory1 coin!'

This is what I wrote on every social media site along with the link. It was genius and I will write the most bizarre messed up stuff and this will garner views and it will push up the value of the shortstory1 coin. At first it was a big hit and so many people were investing and i had to write a bizarre story every single day. I was committed to this.

Then as more people joined and invested in shortstory1, I had to write more weirder and more bizarre stories. When a story didn't live up to its strangeness, the value went down and people lost some money. I got a load of abuse online and everyone who invested in shortstory1 coin, were angry and wanted me to help them make their money back. So I write atleast 4 stories in one day that were truly messed up and it worked, the value of shortstory1 went up. Everyone who invested in shortstory1 coin was happy. I started to have some regrets ever doing this.

The thing about shortstory1 coin is that it relies on me writing something completely messed up bizarre shit everyday, and they all have to be original and different. Then one day I fell so badly ill I could hardly get out of bed. I had no strength in my body to write everyday and I literally forgot about shortstory1 coin. I must have slept 3 days straight and when I got up, I showered immediately. I got something to eat and then it hit me, I felt fear again when illness had freed me from the responsibility of writing everyday.

When I went online after 3 days of being off line, I had so many death threats. People had lost their homes and livelihoods, I got loads of messages telling me to write something bizarre and messes up. Shortstory1 coin had dropped loads in value and I had thousands who wanted me to die. I then got up and took my gun out and shot the cleaner who was cleaning my house. I posted the picture of my dead cleaner and shortstory1 coin value shot up and everyone was making profits again.

I was in the clear and then I made a coin out of the dead cleaner. Her image on the front page of the dead cleaner coin, I do things to the body and post it online to raise the value.

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'Hey guys you should invest in the shortstory1 coin on crypto! And everyday I will write a bizarre horror story everyday and this will push up the value of the shortstory1 coin!'

This is what I wrote on every social media site along with the link. It was genius and I will write the most bizarre messed up stuff and this will garner views and it will push up the value of the shortstory1 coin. At first it was a big hit and so many people were investing and i had to write a bizarre story every single day. I was committed to this.

Then as more people joined and invested in shortstory1, I had to write more weirder and more bizarre stories. When a story didn't live up to its strangeness, the value went down and people lost some money. I got a load of abuse online and everyone who invested in shortstory1 coin, were angry and wanted me to help them make their money back. So I write atleast 4 stories in one day that were truly messed up and it worked, the value of shortstory1 went up. Everyone who invested in shortstory1 coin was happy. I started to have some regrets ever doing this.

The thing about shortstory1 coin is that it relies on me writing something completely messed up bizarre shit everyday, and they all have to be original and different. Then one day I fell so badly ill I could hardly get out of bed. I had no strength in my body to write everyday and I literally forgot about shortstory1 coin. I must have slept 3 days straight and when I got up, I showered immediately. I got something to eat and then it hit me, I felt fear again when illness had freed me from the responsibility of writing everyday.

When I went online after 3 days of being off line, I had so many death threats. People had lost their homes and livelihoods, I got loads of messages telling me to write something bizarre and messes up. Shortstory1 coin had dropped loads in value and I had thousands who wanted me to die. I then got up and took my gun out and shot the cleaner who was cleaning my house. I posted the picture of my dead cleaner and shortstory1 coin value shot up and everyone was making profits again.

I was in the clear and then I made a coin out of the dead cleaner. Her image on the front page of the dead cleaner coin, I do things to the body and post it online to raise the value.

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So I have made good friends with a colleague at work and everything is good, but when I look into his eyes I could see someone is trapped inside his eyes. The person trapped inside his eyes are banging hard to be let out. I try to focus on just being friends with my colleague but the person trapped in his eyes is seriously distracting me. Then I notice that if both his eyes have someone trapped inside them, then they must be the same person. What if one is evil? What if their alternate versions?

Then I noticed as I looked deeper into my colleagues eyes, that the person trapped in his eyes is me. I started to smile because I like looking at myself and I am staring at his eyes because I can see myself. Then my colleague noticed that I keep staring at his eyes and he knew that I was enjoying watching my own reflection. My colleague was disgusted by my own narcissms and he told me off for enjoying seeing my own reflection. Then I realised that I should not enjoy seeing myself, as my reflections are trapped inside his eyes and are wanting to break out.

Then when my colleague stopped hanging about with me, he started to become friends with another colleague, but they too noticed how their reflections are trapped inside his eyes. They too couldn't stop watching themselves trapped inside this coleagues eyes. Then when my colleague started to talk with the janitor, the janitor was unfortunately exactly the same. The janitor could see both his reflections trapped inside this colleague's eyes, he didn't know which reflection to free. The janitor then stabbed the colleagues right eye, and the janitors reflection was free but it was an evil version of him that he shouldn't have freed.

The now evil version of the janitor is causing trouble and hurting people. Then the janitor stabbed the colleagues other eye, and the other reflection that came out was a good version of the janitor. The good version of the janitor took out the evil version of the janitor. It was total chaos though in the building and huge bill to clean the destruction.

The original janitor started to think to himself that if there is a good and evil version of himself, then who is he? And this line of thinking started to really make him go deep. Is the janitor both good and evil? Or is the janitor just nothing?

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So I have made good friends with a colleague at work and everything is good, but when I look into his eyes I could see someone is trapped inside his eyes. The person trapped inside his eyes are banging hard to be let out. I try to focus on just being friends with my colleague but the person trapped in his eyes is seriously distracting me. Then I notice that if both his eyes have someone trapped inside them, then they must be the same person. What if one is evil? What if their alternate versions?

Then I noticed as I looked deeper into my colleagues eyes, that the person trapped in his eyes is me. I started to smile because I like looking at myself and I am staring at his eyes because I can see myself. Then my colleague noticed that I keep staring at his eyes and he knew that I was enjoying watching my own reflection. My colleague was disgusted by my own narcissms and he told me off for enjoying seeing my own reflection. Then I realised that I should not enjoy seeing myself, as my reflections are trapped inside his eyes and are wanting to break out.

Then when my colleague stopped hanging about with me, he started to become friends with another colleague, but they too noticed how their reflections are trapped inside his eyes. They too couldn't stop watching themselves trapped inside this coleagues eyes. Then when my colleague started to talk with the janitor, the janitor was unfortunately exactly the same. The janitor could see both his reflections trapped inside this colleague's eyes, he didn't know which reflection to free. The janitor then stabbed the colleagues right eye, and the janitors reflection was free but it was an evil version of him that he shouldn't have freed.

The now evil version of the janitor is causing trouble and hurting people. Then the janitor stabbed the colleagues other eye, and the other reflection that came out was a good version of the janitor. The good version of the janitor took out the evil version of the janitor. It was total chaos though in the building and huge bill to clean the destruction.

The original janitor started to think to himself that if there is a good and evil version of himself, then who is he? And this line of thinking started to really make him go deep. Is the janitor both good and evil? Or is the janitor just nothing?

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I got married to my wife 1 year ago and we have known each other for 10 years altogether. So I thought the marriage will be no problems, and I remember the first month of marriage very clearly. My wife accidentally threw something away that we both needed, and she came up to and said that I needed to slap her. I was confused and concerned when she told that I needed to slap, for throwing away something that is replaceable. Then her tone became mean and she told me to slap her and I kept saying no.

Then she controlled my body through her mind and made me raise my hand. Through her mind powers she made me slap her and she said sorry for accidentally throwing it away. I never knew that she could control stuff through mind control. Then when I came home from work she purposely trashed the place, and she was crying and apologising for not cleaning. So she told that she was ready for her beating and I was against that idea all the way. I just suggested that we both clean up what we could. Then my wife had an angry look and demanded that I hit her.

I said no and then through her mind controlling powers, she controlled my body to hit her. I tried to resist but I couldn't, she started to control my body. She controlled my body to hit and made me say horrible things to her. Then when she stopped using her mind powers to control me to hit her, I just went upstairs into the guest room. I didn't understand why she was doing this and then I could hear her cleaning downstairs. She then shouted out loud "I'm cleaning the house now honey and I promise to never be messy again"

I was terrified and I wanted to get out of the marriage. Then when i woke up early morning for work, I couldn't find my car keys. My wife apologised saying that she must have put them somewhere. I knew she wanted me to hit her, and I just replied "ill take the bus" but then she controlled my body and stopped me from going out the door.

She made me beat her and she was screaming. She was doing this to herself and then she made say horrible things to her. She then made me pick up a knife, and I tried to fight against mind controlling powers, but she made me stab her. She also put secret cameras all over the house.

The police have arrested me, why she did this I have no idea.

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I got married to my wife 1 year ago and we have known each other for 10 years altogether. So I thought the marriage will be no problems, and I remember the first month of marriage very clearly. My wife accidentally threw something away that we both needed, and she came up to and said that I needed to slap her. I was confused and concerned when she told that I needed to slap, for throwing away something that is replaceable. Then her tone became mean and she told me to slap her and I kept saying no.

Then she controlled my body through her mind and made me raise my hand. Through her mind powers she made me slap her and she said sorry for accidentally throwing it away. I never knew that she could control stuff through mind control. Then when I came home from work she purposely trashed the place, and she was crying and apologising for not cleaning. So she told that she was ready for her beating and I was against that idea all the way. I just suggested that we both clean up what we could. Then my wife had an angry look and demanded that I hit her.

I said no and then through her mind controlling powers, she controlled my body to hit her. I tried to resist but I couldn't, she started to control my body. She controlled my body to hit and made me say horrible things to her. Then when she stopped using her mind powers to control me to hit her, I just went upstairs into the guest room. I didn't understand why she was doing this and then I could hear her cleaning downstairs. She then shouted out loud "I'm cleaning the house now honey and I promise to never be messy again"

I was terrified and I wanted to get out of the marriage. Then when i woke up early morning for work, I couldn't find my car keys. My wife apologised saying that she must have put them somewhere. I knew she wanted me to hit her, and I just replied "ill take the bus" but then she controlled my body and stopped me from going out the door.

She made me beat her and she was screaming. She was doing this to herself and then she made say horrible things to her. She then made me pick up a knife, and I tried to fight against mind controlling powers, but she made me stab her. She also put secret cameras all over the house.

The police have arrested me, why she did this I have no idea.

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The super strict nanny was sent to discipline the 90 year old adults in the care home. When the super nanny went to the care home she could clearly see that the 90 year old adults were clearly misbehaving, she couldn't believe how adults could behave worse than children. The super strict nanny started shouting at the naughty 90 year old adults and she told them to start behaving. Then some of the 90 year old adults started to fight back, and the super strict nanny started to slap them to make sure that they fear her.

Then she started to slap a few of them who started to call out their mothers even though their mothers had died a long time ago. Then all of the 90 years old adults were calm and the super strict nanny was going to make sure that no one messed with her. When a 90 year old woman started to spit out her food and call for her father, the super strict nanny got enraged by this. She screamed at the 90 year old woman to eat her food, but this only made the 90 year old adult women to become more terrified.

The 90 year old woman screamed out to her mother and she was saying "mother uncle is hitting me and abusing me!" And the strict nanny couldn't take it anymore. She grabbed the 90 old adult women and she was going to make another example out of the 90 year old adult woman called maden. She started to hit her and told her to behave like an adult. Then one of the 90 year adults put up his hand to ask the strict nanny a question. The question he asked:

"You said you are going to make another example out of maden? This is the first time you used her to make an example out of her?" The 90 year old adult told the strict nanny

Then the strict nanny told everyone to shut up and she started to smack all of the 90 year old adults for behaving like children. Then some nurses told the strict nanny that these people were suffering from dimentia. The strict nanny shouted back at the nurses that adults need to behave like adults end of story. Then a bunch of nurses grabbed the strict nanny and held her down. They gave her some medication and told the strict nanny to stop hitting the other residents at this care facility.

The strict nanny is also a 90 year old woman suffering from dimentia.

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The super strict nanny was sent to discipline the 90 year old adults in the care home. When the super nanny went to the care home she could clearly see that the 90 year old adults were clearly misbehaving, she couldn't believe how adults could behave worse than children. The super strict nanny started shouting at the naughty 90 year old adults and she told them to start behaving. Then some of the 90 year old adults started to fight back, and the super strict nanny started to slap them to make sure that they fear her.

Then she started to slap a few of them who started to call out their mothers even though their mothers had died a long time ago. Then all of the 90 years old adults were calm and the super strict nanny was going to make sure that no one messed with her. When a 90 year old woman started to spit out her food and call for her father, the super strict nanny got enraged by this. She screamed at the 90 year old woman to eat her food, but this only made the 90 year old adult women to become more terrified.

The 90 year old woman screamed out to her mother and she was saying "mother uncle is hitting me and abusing me!" And the strict nanny couldn't take it anymore. She grabbed the 90 old adult women and she was going to make another example out of the 90 year old adult woman called maden. She started to hit her and told her to behave like an adult. Then one of the 90 year adults put up his hand to ask the strict nanny a question. The question he asked:

"You said you are going to make another example out of maden? This is the first time you used her to make an example out of her?" The 90 year old adult told the strict nanny

Then the strict nanny told everyone to shut up and she started to smack all of the 90 year old adults for behaving like children. Then some nurses told the strict nanny that these people were suffering from dimentia. The strict nanny shouted back at the nurses that adults need to behave like adults end of story. Then a bunch of nurses grabbed the strict nanny and held her down. They gave her some medication and told the strict nanny to stop hitting the other residents at this care facility.

The strict nanny is also a 90 year old woman suffering from dimentia.

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I was having breakfast with my 5 boys in the kitchen, my wife was still making more things. Then my middle child stopped eating and I told my middle child "finish your breakfast" and then my middle child replied back calmly by saying "I'm not hungry" and the rage that was birthed inside me, it only took seconds to come out. I stood up with having every intention on whopping the middle child's ass and my other children as well. Even though my other children didn't so anything, I'm gonna whoop them anyway. I stood up and took my belt off and my pants fell off.

Then I noticed that I was wearing red boxers, I hundred percent knew that I was wearing blue boxers to bed last night. Any how i stood up with my trousers down and belt in my hand, and I just started going crazy and whipping all 5 kids. My wife for some odd reason was calm, smiling and laughing about something. Usually she defends the kids and shouts at me to stop. I just kept going and as I was whopping these kids, suddenly I counted kids and not 5? But then I said fuck they probably need a whopping as well.

Then as I was whipping with my belt, I suddenly found that there was only 1 of my children, then it changed to 20 children. I was just whipping and whopping and my wife didn't seem to care. What kind of mother is that? I mean when she tries to stop me from whipping these kids, it warms my heart because that is the love of a mother towards her children. I stopped whopping and whipping and there were only 5 kids now. My wife was just silent now and she just got up and went to bed.

My kids also just went to their rooms and when I checked up on them, they all sleep in the same room, I counted how many kids. I counted 7 kids and clearly the extra 2 kids were not mine. I then confronted my wife and asked her about the 2 extra kids and that she must have tricked me some how. My wife pretended to be sympathetic.

"Aww do you want to beat me with the belt" and she turned into a child and in her adult voice she told me to beat her with my belt. I was horrified and when I went to count my kids again, there was just 5. Then when I went into my wife's room, she turned back into her original age and body shape.

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Lukan can clap with one hand and its so trippy and I just can't seem to stop looking at it. Lukan is just a person who I see sometimes sitting at the park and I know his name because I have heard people say it. He is known for sitting at the park and whenever he sees families with kids playing at the park, he claps with 1 hand. It's hard to explain it and he is moving his left hand but his right hand is not in use because it had been surgically removed. Yet still we can all hear a clapping sound.

Then when lukan stops clapping and everyone else is just oblivious to it all. Then lukan claps for peopes riding bikes and just seeing him clap with one hand it's hard to ignore it. I know I am not the only one who can see lukan clapping with 1 hand. Another guy who was just like me had noticed that lukan was clapping with just one hand. The other guy went close to the one hand clapping guy and he puts one of his hands hand next to lukans left hand which is the one that is moving.

Then lukans left hand is touch the others guys right hand, and then lukan simply takes others guys right arm like pulling it off a toy. The other guy doesn't scream and lukan put this others guys arm on his own body. Now lukan can clap with two hands and it looks normal now. Then the other whose right arm has been taken off, he is now clapping with one hand which is on his left arm. It's so insane and he is just clapping with one hand but you can hear the clap. Where is the sound coming from?

Now the other guys sits down at the bench and lukan gets up and goes away. Whoever this guy is he just claps aimless hoping for someone to notice. I stare at the guy clapping with one arm and hand and they way it sounds when he us clapping, you get use to it. It's very calming now and then a woman goes to the new guy clapping with one hand, and she extends her had to clap with the guys left hand. The guy pulls her arm off like its nothing and now she is clapping with 1 arm and hand.

It's making a sound though and I want to have a go clapping with 1 hand.

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Lukan can clap with one hand and its so trippy and I just can't seem to stop looking at it. Lukan is just a person who I see sometimes sitting at the park and I know his name because I have heard people say it. He is known for sitting at the park and whenever he sees families with kids playing at the park, he claps with 1 hand. It's hard to explain it and he is moving his left hand but his right hand is not in use because it had been surgically removed. Yet still we can all hear a clapping sound.

Then when lukan stops clapping and everyone else is just oblivious to it all. Then lukan claps for peopes riding bikes and just seeing him clap with one hand it's hard to ignore it. I know I am not the only one who can see lukan clapping with 1 hand. Another guy who was just like me had noticed that lukan was clapping with just one hand. The other guy went close to the one hand clapping guy and he puts one of his hands hand next to lukans left hand which is the one that is moving.

Then lukans left hand is touch the others guys right hand, and then lukan simply takes others guys right arm like pulling it off a toy. The other guy doesn't scream and lukan put this others guys arm on his own body. Now lukan can clap with two hands and it looks normal now. Then the other whose right arm has been taken off, he is now clapping with one hand which is on his left arm. It's so insane and he is just clapping with one hand but you can hear the clap. Where is the sound coming from?

Now the other guys sits down at the bench and lukan gets up and goes away. Whoever this guy is he just claps aimless hoping for someone to notice. I stare at the guy clapping with one arm and hand and they way it sounds when he us clapping, you get use to it. It's very calming now and then a woman goes to the new guy clapping with one hand, and she extends her had to clap with the guys left hand. The guy pulls her arm off like its nothing and now she is clapping with 1 arm and hand.

It's making a sound though and I want to have a go clapping with 1 hand.

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Jarkus knows what you are thinking by writing down equations. Jarkus usually keeps to himself and at university everyone use to find him writing weird mathematical equations on walls and on tables. Jarkus does talk and can be sociable but he usually goes his own way. I saw jarkus writing down an equation while he was looking at the person sitting at the other table. Then when jarkus got up to leave I followed him and when I caught up to him, I asked him why he writes down random equations on random places. Jarkus didn't want to tell me but something inside him made him tell me.

"I know what people are thinking in the form of equations and I write the equations down which is what their thoughts are" jarkus told me

Then he wrote an equation on a wall and he told me that this was what I was thinking and he explained what the equation meant. I was thinking that after I finish my conversation with him, I'm going to go to drowning classes. I go to drowning classes where we basically drown ourselves in water and then come back up when we are near to death. It's great but when jarkus told me this, I was shocked. I had never told him and I had never spoken to him before me coming up to him now.

Jarkus then wrote another equation of what I was thinking and when he told what it meant, it was true again. Jarkus then stopped a random man and he started to write down another mathmaical equation down, and he told the stranger:

"you are thinking that you are going to eat some soil, some water and then eat some seeds, so plants can grow. Then as those plants grow lonely inside of you in the dark, this gives you joy" and the other guy was shocked at how jarkus knew about his shady plans.

"It's all in the equation and you can take this equation because it is what you are thinking" Jarkus told the guy

Our thoughts also have mathematical equations that can represent them and numbers don't lie. Then when jarkus walked up to the professor in the middle of the class, and he started to write down an equation on the board. The professor was confused and jarkus then explained to the professor that this equation represented what he was thinking.

Then the professor clearly understood the equation that jarkus wrote down, and then jarkus smiled and walked out. The professor was worried now and then he walked out.

What did the equation mean? And what was the professor thinking?

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Jarkus knows what you are thinking by writing down equations. Jarkus usually keeps to himself and at university everyone use to find him writing weird mathematical equations on walls and on tables. Jarkus does talk and can be sociable but he usually goes his own way. I saw jarkus writing down an equation while he was looking at the person sitting at the other table. Then when jarkus got up to leave I followed him and when I caught up to him, I asked him why he writes down random equations on random places. Jarkus didn't want to tell me but something inside him made him tell me.

"I know what people are thinking in the form of equations and I write the equations down which is what their thoughts are" jarkus told me

Then he wrote an equation on a wall and he told me that this was what I was thinking and he explained what the equation meant. I was thinking that after I finish my conversation with him, I'm going to go to drowning classes. I go to drowning classes where we basically drown ourselves in water and then come back up when we are near to death. It's great but when jarkus told me this, I was shocked. I had never told him and I had never spoken to him before me coming up to him now.

Jarkus then wrote another equation of what I was thinking and when he told what it meant, it was true again. Jarkus then stopped a random man and he started to write down another mathmaical equation down, and he told the stranger:

"you are thinking that you are going to eat some soil, some water and then eat some seeds, so plants can grow. Then as those plants grow lonely inside of you in the dark, this gives you joy" and the other guy was shocked at how jarkus knew about his shady plans.

"It's all in the equation and you can take this equation because it is what you are thinking" Jarkus told the guy

Our thoughts also have mathematical equations that can represent them and numbers don't lie. Then when jarkus walked up to the professor in the middle of the class, and he started to write down an equation on the board. The professor was confused and jarkus then explained to the professor that this equation represented what he was thinking.

Then the professor clearly understood the equation that jarkus wrote down, and then jarkus smiled and walked out. The professor was worried now and then he walked out.

What did the equation mean? And what was the professor thinking?

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When Jane dropped a cup and the cup broke into pieces, she looked at her husband. Her husband walked up to her so silently and he started to hug her and cry. Jane then asked her husband "how many times did you kill me for breaking the cup?" And then her husband sat down on a chair and he replied "I killed you 20 time. Everytime I killed you time would go back to before you broke the cup, and after 20th time I felt so ashamed for killing you 20 times" and Jane hugged her husband and said "I love you so much!"

Whenever janes husband attacks her or kills her for being clumsy, time repeats itself to before she did something clumsy and broke something. When Jane accidentally knocked over a jar and her husband was present, they both looked at each other. Janes husband started to cry and he lovingly told her "to break as many things as you need it's okay" and he started to weep as he hugged Jane. Jane asked her husband "how many times did you kill me before you realised what you had done!" And janes husband replied "50 times i killed you for breaking that jar. Looking down at your bloody body everytime, I was grateful for a reverse of time"

Jane and her husband embraced each other and her husband was so sorry for killing her 50 times, before he became forgiving enough to watch her accidentally break the jar. Jane then accidentally broke the oven door and her husband hugged her again and dropped to his knees and said sorry. Jane asked him "how many times did you kill me this time?" And janes husband replied "I killed you a hundred times before I realised that I love you and I need you in my life"

Jane and her husband hugged and were okay. Then when Jane accidentally ran over her child as she was reversing, janes husband came over and hugged her, and said "it's okay I'll go to jail for it"

Jane then asked her husband "how many times did you kill me for accidentally running over our child?"

Janes husband replied "I had killed you a thousand times until my anger had calmed and I couldn't do it anymore. I will go to jail for this and I probably deserve jail more than ever"

Both Jane and her husband hugged it out, and when her husband was in jail and she was alone at home, when she accidentally dropped a plate she noticed how calm it was.

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When Jane dropped a cup and the cup broke into pieces, she looked at her husband. Her husband walked up to her so silently and he started to hug her and cry. Jane then asked her husband "how many times did you kill me for breaking the cup?" And then her husband sat down on a chair and he replied "I killed you 20 time. Everytime I killed you time would go back to before you broke the cup, and after 20th time I felt so ashamed for killing you 20 times" and Jane hugged her husband and said "I love you so much!"

Whenever janes husband attacks her or kills her for being clumsy, time repeats itself to before she did something clumsy and broke something. When Jane accidentally knocked over a jar and her husband was present, they both looked at each other. Janes husband started to cry and he lovingly told her "to break as many things as you need it's okay" and he started to weep as he hugged Jane. Jane asked her husband "how many times did you kill me before you realised what you had done!" And janes husband replied "50 times i killed you for breaking that jar. Looking down at your bloody body everytime, I was grateful for a reverse of time"

Jane and her husband embraced each other and her husband was so sorry for killing her 50 times, before he became forgiving enough to watch her accidentally break the jar. Jane then accidentally broke the oven door and her husband hugged her again and dropped to his knees and said sorry. Jane asked him "how many times did you kill me this time?" And janes husband replied "I killed you a hundred times before I realised that I love you and I need you in my life"

Jane and her husband hugged and were okay. Then when Jane accidentally ran over her child as she was reversing, janes husband came over and hugged her, and said "it's okay I'll go to jail for it"

Jane then asked her husband "how many times did you kill me for accidentally running over our child?"

Janes husband replied "I had killed you a thousand times until my anger had calmed and I couldn't do it anymore. I will go to jail for this and I probably deserve jail more than ever"

Both Jane and her husband hugged it out, and when her husband was in jail and she was alone at home, when she accidentally dropped a plate she noticed how calm it was.

My physics science teacher is trying to curse me because I asked him what bed he slept on. I always had a good relationship with my physics teacher and I thought he was a good person. He was always smiling and jolly, but looks can be deceiving. I randomly asked him what bed he slept on during physics class, because his back was hurting. He became so volatile towards me and he started to shout at me and swore at me. I didn't know why he became angry and it was a simple question. Then he told me that he was going to put a curse on me.

I thought that it was weird that a physics teacher would believe in such things. I mean it's kind of a weird look that a science teacher that teaches something based on logic and equations, would go towards black magic. I didn't know what to think about this and he then just went back to the board and started to write down equations. It was a slow day in class and then he went back to being jolly and happy. After class I tried to say sorry for asking what bed he slept on but he just ignored me.

Then I remember I sleeping on my bed and suddenly I found myself sleeping on dead ducks. Like there were a load of dead ducks and I was sleeping on top of them. Then I heard my physics teacher laughing and mocking me by saying "what bed do you sleep on!" Over and over again.

I then woke up with a bunch of dead ducks and I had to get rid of them. My bed had completely disappeared and when I saw my physics teacher and hour before the lesson, he was just staring at me. Then he came up behind me and just asked me "what bed do you sleep on" and just walked on.

I don't know why but I must have offended him some how. In his class he was so jolly and calm and when I got home, my bed was back. I was scared of sleeping on it but I had no choice. When I went to sleep I felt like I was sleeping on crying rocks. They were literal rocks with crying faces and then I heard my physics teacher asking me "what bed do you sleep on" over and over again.

When I woke up I found loads of rocks with faces carved onto them. I need this to stop.

My physics science teacher is trying to curse me because I asked him what bed he slept on. I always had a good relationship with my physics teacher and I thought he was a good person. He was always smiling and jolly, but looks can be deceiving. I randomly asked him what bed he slept on during physics class, because his back was hurting. He became so volatile towards me and he started to shout at me and swore at me. I didn't know why he became angry and it was a simple question. Then he told me that he was going to put a curse on me.

I thought that it was weird that a physics teacher would believe in such things. I mean it's kind of a weird look that a science teacher that teaches something based on logic and equations, would go towards black magic. I didn't know what to think about this and he then just went back to the board and started to write down equations. It was a slow day in class and then he went back to being jolly and happy. After class I tried to say sorry for asking what bed he slept on but he just ignored me.

Then I remember I sleeping on my bed and suddenly I found myself sleeping on dead ducks. Like there were a load of dead ducks and I was sleeping on top of them. Then I heard my physics teacher laughing and mocking me by saying "what bed do you sleep on!" Over and over again.

I then woke up with a bunch of dead ducks and I had to get rid of them. My bed had completely disappeared and when I saw my physics teacher and hour before the lesson, he was just staring at me. Then he came up behind me and just asked me "what bed do you sleep on" and just walked on.

I don't know why but I must have offended him some how. In his class he was so jolly and calm and when I got home, my bed was back. I was scared of sleeping on it but I had no choice. When I went to sleep I felt like I was sleeping on crying rocks. They were literal rocks with crying faces and then I heard my physics teacher asking me "what bed do you sleep on" over and over again.

When I woke up I found loads of rocks with faces carved onto them. I need this to stop.

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I did good magic on the England team to give them good luck, but yupin keeps reversing it and does black magic on the England team to lose. Then I reversed his black magic and did good magic for England to win the world cup. Yupin now hates me for reversing his black magic on the England team and then a hole appeared on the wall. Then an arm came out of the hole and yupin ate the arm and this gave him more power. Yupin hates the England team and he wants them to lose. It's because of yupin that England struggles during the world cup.

Now as yupin ate the arm that went through the hole, he felt more powered. Then yupin cursed the England team and it was a big one. Then as I tried to reverse it, it was a big of a curse and I could only transfer the curse in some other random person. Then someone in the building just bursted with his guts flying everywhere. This block has 150 apartments and I just happen to find an apartment with someone who does black magic, one good side is that yupin pays his share of the rent.

Then yupin gave another curse on the England team and it was so powerful. I wish I could have destroyed but all I could do was transfer it again to someone else. When the bad magic went into someone else, they turned into a sick bird. It started to pass its sickness to whoever was close to it. Then the bird got ran over by a car on the building block car park. Then more holes appeared on the wall and arms came out, legs came out and even some heads. Yupin just started to eat them and I just stood there like in complete disbelief.

Then yupin turned around and he looked more powered up. He then sent a huge curse towards the England team and all could do was transfer to another human being. When I transferred this curse towards a group of people outside, they got sucked into the ground. I felt bad by transferring these curses onto other people, but I just want England to do well in the world cup.

I can hear screaming in the block now but I will do all that I can to make sure England wins the world cup. Then more holes appear and more arms, legs and head pop out of the holes for yupin to consume.

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I did good magic on the England team to give them good luck, but yupin keeps reversing it and does black magic on the England team to lose. Then I reversed his black magic and did good magic for England to win the world cup. Yupin now hates me for reversing his black magic on the England team and then a hole appeared on the wall. Then an arm came out of the hole and yupin ate the arm and this gave him more power. Yupin hates the England team and he wants them to lose. It's because of yupin that England struggles during the world cup.

Now as yupin ate the arm that went through the hole, he felt more powered. Then yupin cursed the England team and it was a big one. Then as I tried to reverse it, it was a big of a curse and I could only transfer the curse in some other random person. Then someone in the building just bursted with his guts flying everywhere. This block has 150 apartments and I just happen to find an apartment with someone who does black magic, one good side is that yupin pays his share of the rent.

Then yupin gave another curse on the England team and it was so powerful. I wish I could have destroyed but all I could do was transfer it again to someone else. When the bad magic went into someone else, they turned into a sick bird. It started to pass its sickness to whoever was close to it. Then the bird got ran over by a car on the building block car park. Then more holes appeared on the wall and arms came out, legs came out and even some heads. Yupin just started to eat them and I just stood there like in complete disbelief.

Then yupin turned around and he looked more powered up. He then sent a huge curse towards the England team and all could do was transfer to another human being. When I transferred this curse towards a group of people outside, they got sucked into the ground. I felt bad by transferring these curses onto other people, but I just want England to do well in the world cup.

I can hear screaming in the block now but I will do all that I can to make sure England wins the world cup. Then more holes appear and more arms, legs and head pop out of the holes for yupin to consume.