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     Double Trouble     By Curious4ever     Part 1 My name is David Parker and up until recently my life had been just like any other average sixth grader. Nothing strange or unexpected ever happened to me but that all changed the day I found a most unusual medallion on my way to school. I attend Deerfield Middle School with my friends Billy, Toby and Mark and since I only live about three blocks from there I can usually walk to school in less than five minutes. One Friday morning I was about a block away from school when I spotted a silver medallion lying on the sidewalk. Bending down to pick it up I noticed that it was very old. On

Things are extremely quiet in MagiCont. You do about half an hour of work, possibly even an hour on a busy day, then the rest of the day is spent doing whatever you want. Even Natalie and I don't have much to do, even in our position. Because of this lack of work, I often overlook the other workers' activities. I fill my life with magic almost all the time. From the moment I wake up, to when I sleep two days later, I use magic to help me with daily activities and entertainment. I do things from watching television with my head as I wash my body in the shower, or working on paperwork telekinetically. I even practice magic during working hour

Peeling the suit's stretchy material from the plastic insert, he took a proper look at the artificial skin. Rubbery but somehow pliant and soft, it had been packed very tightly into the box, folding out and unravelling until it reached the floor. It was just about the right height, as far as he could tell, and the options he'd customised on the order page had come through just fine - silky shoulder-length copper hair, lightly freckled skin with sultry makeup pre-applied, gentle features and a cute nose. He ran his hands over its folds, gently poking through the eye holes, playing with the hair. It felt bizarrely realistic and artificial at t

After a long day at work, I was travelling back from Daegu to Seoul by night, enjoying the beautiful korean countryside. It was the second time I was going to Daegu to meet this client and to be a consultant for a korean company is never easy. I was exhausted. However, as my plane to New Zealand was tomorrow, I wanted to go back to Seoul as soon as possible. But i was so tired... i fell asleep... Next thing I remember is waking up in an elegant but very simple room, traditional korean style like in hanok houses or temples. My body was aching everywhere and my sight was a bit blurry. Looking around, I noticed a presence close to me. A woman I