Kuan-Yin
copyright (c) Kuan-Yin, 2031
To my parents and the world of friends who helped me.
Prologue
Me, the starter of that nonstarter debate. Dad, my resister and mom the conductor. I was a punter who always lost. Meanwhile, a plane i thought. One could guess its still at a distance as the shadow did not pass by the window yet, though the sound was strange and the quiver was queer . 'Boom!' dad said. Sonic boom, i thought. 'IT boom' he continued 'Never the planes flew past, in the past, at this hour, at this place'. 'Wait! The debates on?' asked mom. 'Yea boy' dad said quickly 'Tell me whats the name of chapter.. errr.. one.. Of..aa.. the most recently read novel'. 'Thats too easy to test ones memory man!' said mom. I thought it is not, until I thought of it again, a bit harder. Well, how can one forget the very memorable first line, 'WTF!' I said. As I said that and the sound got louder and stranger, Dad the 'pun'ter said 'Aww! What a take off!' and all broke into laughter!
Seconds later, i remember its their wedding anniversary. Hours later, I could only wish I could wish them a happy anniversary. I lost and not just the debate.
Fate was the fiend, great were my friends. Thereafter, I never lost again.
Chapter one: WTF!
Walking through fire .. .. ..
WTF: Write the future
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