Superman Cartoon

Ke Mingye accidentally gained the ability to read identities and soon discovered that his family members were an extremely complex mix. Seemingly ordinary family members each had their own secret identities: —— "Superheroes," "magical girls," "ninjas," "aliens," "vampires," "employee of Anomaly Control Bureau ," "dragonkin," "diviners"... Day and night, each family member tried their best to keep their secret identity hidden, so they made their days extraordinarily mysterious, behaving as normal as possible in front of anyone. But the identities they desperately concealed were nothing more than a string of data on the player panel to Ke Mingye. Just when Ke Mingye was lamenting that there wasn't a single normal person in his family, he received a main quest from the game system... —— "Eradicate the Superhumans." "Eradicate... the superhumans?" Sitting at the dining table, Ke Mingye was stunned for a long time, with his chopsticks in his mouth, as he turned his head to survey the room full of superhumans and thought to himself that this was pretty a "happy" surprise！XD

based on the movie “ free guy “ just watch the movie . where a extra character becomes sentient . and must now protect the mc . with connection to the camera man with god like abilities . ( notice : some of these characters are depicted without a face . They have a head but not a face like a mannequin . You’ve seen faceless side characters before if you watch a cartoon , manga or anime ) the novel is set in an anime . requirement goal for next chapter : -1 review -1 collection

Men join the military for all sorts of reasons: duty, glory, honor, defending the fatherland, and all that noble nonsense. Danny, however, joined for just two things—money and women. And if he could get both at the same time, even better. Sergeant Rock, a man whose charm was only rivaled by his inability to keep a promise, sold Danny a dream. “Fight for the empire, boy, and I’ll get you knighted,” Rock said, rubbing his hands together like some kind of cartoon villain. “The emperor will give you land, the crowds will cheer, and the women? Oh, they’ll want you. All of them.” Danny, who had the intellectual depth of a puddle, believed it. Why wouldn’t he? It was a great deal. No one ever said war wasn’t a dirty business, but at least it came with perks, right? Well, turns out, Sergeant Rock was about as reliable as a wet paper towel. No knight’s title, no land, no women throwing themselves at Danny. What Danny did get was a front-row seat to endless slaughter, where the only thing harder than the fighting was pretending there was honor in it. The blood ran thick, the bodies piled high, and Danny was left wondering if all those promises were just someone’s sick joke. Probably Sergeant Rock’s. He had that kind of face. But Danny wasn’t the sort of man to break a promise, especially not the one Rock made about "being a man of your word." So he slogged through the mess, stabbing pigs, fighting witches, and generally doing what he was told, hoping against hope that maybe the lies would somehow come true. Spoiler: they didn’t. The war was lost, the emperor got a sword through his royal gut courtesy of some flying freak, and Danny? Well, he was now famous for being very bad at war crimes. After the war, Danny was tried, convicted, and sentenced to 296 years in prison. He served them all, because apparently, the universe has a sense of humor. Now, after an excruciatingly long vacation, Danny’s free. All he wants is to be a better man, which is a bit like saying you want to learn to juggle chainsaws while standing on a tightrope. It sounds good, but there’s a reason no one tries it. The reason? There’s a demon inside him, and it’s got a very bad attitude. All it wants is death, destruction, and general mayhem. But hey, Danny’s trying. And that counts for something, right?

Peter: Sere una fuerza que puede ser imparable, mis ataques seran el doble de fuertes. Y mis enemigos verán lo indomable qué seré. Peter: Me volveré tan fuerte, que mis puños algún día alcanzarán a superman. Yo soy Peter Benjamin Parker, Transmigrador y ahora va a ser mi hora de ser algo parecido a un heroe.

Popular girl Ari Cho is absolutely charming, leaving Yumi Kim, the school nerd, so gay to function normally. ** FOREWORD: Like any other day, I sat back and watched Ari hold court in the far corner of the school cafeteria. She was surrounded by her usual swarm of admirers, each one trying—and failing—to win her over. One by one, they crumbled under the weight of her gentle rejections, their faces painted with the sting of unrequited affection. Oh, what a marvellous sight to behold. The scene took a dramatic turn when two of the boys started arguing, throwing out accusations about who was making Ari more uncomfortable. The irony was almost too good—they were both so oblivious to the fact that their entire presence was likely making her want to bolt out the door. I took another bite of my sandwich, savouring the free entertainment. Poor Ari, trapped in the middle of a gaggle of hormonal teenagers who genuinely believed their cringe-worthy displays of “manliness” would sweep her off her feet. Pathetic. You might be wondering why I’m not stepping in to rescue Ari from that circus of admirers. Well, let me give you three solid reasons why meddling is a terrible idea for me. First, I’m no Superman—I don’t do heroic deeds. Second, I’m far too comfortable living my drama-free life to jeopardise it now. And third, let’s be real, my body is definitely not built for a catfight. As I happily munched on my sandwich, enjoying the chaos from a safe distance, I made a grave error, I locked eyes with Ari. Oh, crap. Picture this: while the two idiotic boys were still mid-argument, Ari—with a slightly shy smile—started walking towards my direction, her tray of food balanced in her hands. No, no, no. God, please tell me she’s not actually coming to talk to m— “Hi, Yumi!” she said casually, her smile so bright it could power a small city. ** OTHER STORIES: Miss Not So Typical (on going)

In the vast multiverse, a legendary being named Sahil Patel stands at the pinnacle of existence. His status transcends the boundaries of mere mortals, as he possesses unimaginable power and a plethora of talents that defy comprehension. Sahil is not bound by conventional limitations; he is a master of reality itself, equipped with a system that grants him the ability to edit anything according to his desires. Upon the moment of his birth and integration with the system, Sahil and his boundless capabilities become intertwined, forging a connection that ensures their lives are inseparable. The system, sworn to never harm its master in any way—physically, mentally, or otherwise—exists solely to aid Sahil in his adventurous journey through life. Sahil Patel's attributes are beyond quantification, with levels exceeding 999 in every conceivable category. His eyes possess unparalleled vision, including the Eye of Heaven, All-Seeing Eyes, Eye of Technology, Eye of True Vision, Eye of Insight, Pupil of Time and Space Nirvana, Omniscient Eye, and more. As for his class, occupation, and talents, Sahil boasts an extensive array of SSSSS+ level abilities, including Endless Extraction, Multiverse Extraction, Dream Maker, 100% Drop Rate, Elemental Control, Game Clone, Permanent Buff, Illusion, Monster Merging, and countless others. These talents are locked, waiting to be unlocked at Sahil's whim, offering a vast array of possibilities for his journey. His bloodline remains shrouded in mystery, and his mana/Qi is limitless. Sahil possesses an innate Dao Body, a Gamer Body, a God Emperor Glazed Body, and various other divine physiques that make him an immortal force to be reckoned with. Sahil's Dao is an Ultra-Ancient Supreme God-Level Dao, and his aura is that of the Lord of Aura, complemented by the Banished Immortal Aura emanating from the Ultimate Star. Halo-wise, he is the Lord of Halo, while his charm level stands at an astonishing 999+. Titles such as Undeniable Charm adorn Sahil's legendary persona, and his magical prowess is infinite. His skills include Instant Mastery*100 million, Magic Barrier, Soul Detection, Calm Aura, Absolute Control, and many more. Martial arts and soul weapons are in abundance, with an infinite variety at his disposal. The powers and abilities bestowed upon Sahil include the reality-editing prowess of the Reality Editor, the vast knowledge of the Digital Library of Heaven Path + Ai, and the omnipotent skill of All-Creation. His inventory consists of enigmatic items such as the All-Rounded Void Camera, King Treasure, and Quantum Smart Phone. Sahil's personal shop transcends imagination, containing everything from movies, TV series, novels, games, comics, cartoons, anime, and more. He even possesses a Minecraft world with creative and survival modes, a world-travel ability, and a pocket world under his absolute control. In summary, Sahil Patel, the Perfect Embodiment with Meta Probability Manipulation, stands as an unrivaled force in the cosmos, wielding the power to shape reality itself and embark on an adventure beyond the limits of imagination. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- AN OVERPOWERED CHARACTER THT YOU CAN WISH

Reborn as a kryptonian. Being born with absolute power comes at a price. Watch as verlin velrin tries to be a hero like Superman, but ultimately distances himself further and further away from humanity ........................................................................................ Update Every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. Picture is not mine. If the owner wants me to take it down. Let me know.

Oh hey there! Welcome to my totally not your average novel. I'm Natsuo, your humble guide (well, maybe not that humble) through this wild rollercoaster of a story. Buckle up because things are about to get real. So, picture this: I was just your regular guy—well, if by regular you mean born into a family of portal-hopping "Dimension Walkers," betrayed by a kingdom, and accidentally sold my soul to Lucifer. Oops. Now I’ve got these wicked powers like gaining all knowledge (yes, I’m a genius), multiplying anything by a trillion (imagine a trillion-dollar pizza), and copying abilities (basically, I'm like the ultimate cheat code). Oh, and did I mention I’m emotionless now? Yeah, turns out selling your soul has some side effects. Who knew? Anyway, things went downhill real fast when the Night Commander decided to try and kill me and my best friend Minami. Spoiler alert: didn’t work. But, in a twist of fate (and some magic portals), I ended up in a new dimension where I ran into some really "interesting" characters, like a dude in a red suit named G.W.A.K.(Guy with a katana) He’s kind of like a talking cartoon with a katana—breaks the fourth wall and cracks jokes like there's no tomorrow. Honestly, he might be funnier than Luci, my annoying floating eyeball companion. Now, with these crazy new powers, I’m hopping between dimensions, stealing abilities from other powerful freaks, and maybe trying to find a way to reclaim my soul before Lucifer decides she wants more than just a one-time deal. Did I mention I don’t play nice? Yeah, if you’re looking for a hero, you’re probably in the wrong place. But hey, stick around! There’s betrayal, epic fights, fourth-wall-breaking shenanigans, and enough sarcasm to fill an entire kingdom. Oh, and if you’re reading this, you might want to keep your eyes peeled—I might just be watching you. discord server:- https://discord.gg/QkbYtJEZ

(first time writing just trying it out)

Eva Collins was your everyday average elementary school teacher, she was beautiful, kind and had her way with children. She works a full shift at a prestigious elementary school for the rich and has her life easy until that one day. Eva has the chance to acquaint herself with the sibling of one of her pupils but this encounter forever changes her once simple but plain life. "God...when are they coming for little Avry....the caretaker who usually comes for her has taken far too long now" Eva wonders as she looks at the six year old little girl beside her. The little girl yawns from tiredness. Eva sighed heavily and looked at the little girl beside her with a light smile. "Hey Avry.....can I ask you something" Eva asks gently. Avry nods her head softly as her big adorable eyes stare at her teacher. "Do you wanna come home with me....it's getting pretty late and I can't leave you here" Avry's eyes sparkled from excitement. "Yes Miss Eva....I wanna come with you" Eva smiles brightly but she can't help but scowl inside "What kind of people forget about a little girl at school to such hours" Eva checked her watch and saw that it was eight thirty pm and the school had practically closed. 'Huhhhh...' ...................... But little did Eva know that this little action of care and responsibility had already changed her life. Eva sat quietly in her living room and checked her watch. It was nine twenty and no one had called about Avry Walker from the school yet. She had informed the school that she would take Avry home to atleast have something to eat and rest. They had allowed her since she stayed quite close to the school and had a respectable personality. Suddenly Eva heard a knock on her door and glanced at Avry who was watching cartoons slightly. She got up and walked towards the door. She peeked through the peep hole of her apartment door and saw a man. He was completely shrouded in darkness and beside him stood another man. Eva couldn't make out their faces at all since it was dark outside. Eva picked up the baseball bat next to the door and slowly opened the door. A chilling gush of cold wind immediately brushed against her skin. Eva didn't know whether it was because of the cold rain outside or that indifferent cold stare that the man with the black investigator hat gave her. And still Eva couldn't make out his face since he held his head low. Eva glanced at the other man who stood their calmly like a faithful assistant. He was quite good looking. "Who are you" Eva asked as her grip on the bat tightened. The assistant like man smiled calmly but didn't answer her question "We're here for Miss Avry" Eva looked at them suspiciously but suddenly Avry's soft but tired voice came from behind. "Big brother.....you're here" Eva glanced at the man whom the words had been directed to and she saw the man who had been holding his head low lift it up. Since the light from the living room could now fall on his face, Eva saw him clearly. Eva immediately froze in amazement and her heart had slowed but it beat hard as she looked at that ethereal face. .............. From that day, Eva had a feeling that nothing in her life would remain the same. Join Eva as she unlocks dark and dangerous secrets about this mysterious man. But her curiosity to know this man brings her deeper into a world she knows nothing about. She is soon faced with something even more dangerous and she can nolonger turn back. She wants to run but her emotions and heart have already been captured by him and she is faced with a dilemma. Their love was forbidden and she was in danger from things she had once thought were fairy tales.

Mark travels through the American comic world and binds to the superhero system. He starts out as a superhero and walks powerfully in the city of sin, Gotham. Complete tasks and accumulate contribution points, which can be exchanged for unlimited abilities. Silver Superman bloodline, the Book of Vishanti, immortality, unlimited power, omniscience and omnipotence... Only children make choices, I want them all! Override S.H.I.E.L.D., lead the Avengers, punch Dormammu, kick Thanos... Now standing in front of you is the master of America, the helm of S.H.I.E.L.D., the team leader of the Avengers, the true master of the Time Management Bureau, the seed sower of the Amazon warriors, and the supreme god of the multiverse!

It was a life without regret. My parents were in good health, and I wasn’t homey enough for me to combine my studies and part-time jobs. I like fantasy, martial arts, games, fiction movies, cartoons… I’m a normal high school student who likes these things. That was certainly true until ten years ago. This is not the earth. A fantasy world dominated by powerful people. Savage utopia. It is a world where you can take anything with you if you have physical strength. Author: Farnar

In a contemporary world similar to ours, an impossible climate event occurs, intense rains cover the planet. The media and digital influencers speculate about the phenomenon. Hours later, people begin to report that they gained powers inspired by cartoons, anime and movies, after hearing a mysterious voice. When the storm subsides, monsters emerge, causing global chaos. World leaders panic, and influencers show off their skills online. The world is thrust into a new era of uncertainty, where the supernatural becomes part of everyday life.

Max’s life takes an absurd nosedive when he dies during a marathon—not from exhaustion or injury, but from slipping on a banana peel and crashing into a dog, all because the Grim Reaper was too busy on a date to collect his soul on time. If that wasn’t ridiculous enough, his funeral is a rush job, with Max being buried almost before he’s cold. It’s like the world couldn’t wait to move on without him. In the Netherworld, Max is offered a “sorry for killing you by mistake” compensation in the form of a magical fruit. But instead of playing it safe, Max decides to go big or go home and grabs the Forbidden Fruit, which turns out to be a cosmic-level power-up. Reincarnated on a faraway planet, Max quickly discovers that he’s now the most powerful being in the universe. The problem? He has zero control over it. Even using 1% of his strength could turn mountains into dust, and don’t even mention what happens when he sneezes—whole planets go poof! Poor Max can’t even walk normally without risking planetary destruction. It’s like being Superman with the clumsiness of a toddler. As Max zooms through space, trying to keep his powers in check, he can’t help but wonder how he’s supposed to live a low-key life when the slightest hiccup could send the universe into chaos. His journey is less about fighting bad guys and more about trying to not accidentally destroy everything around him. And with every step, it’s becoming clear that keeping a low profile might be the most impossible task of all.

"From the day I was born, I've been having the same dream every day, where the same day keeps repeating." "What do you do in your dreams?" "Rob banks, blow up buildings, flirt with girls, grand theft auto... Anyway, it's a dream, so naturally, I do a lot of outrageous things." "Tell me about what you did last night." "Yesterday was more interesting. Despite dreaming for so long, it was the first time I dreamt about someone I know in real life. She's a very pretty girl..." "Mm-hmm." The police officer nodded as he continued taking notes, "Go on, I'm listening."

When Dinah Laurel Lance; a.k.a. the Black Canary, thought she was about to succumb to her injuries; after she and her allies fought the rising regime of Superman, Dr. Fate stepped in and took her away. Dr. Fate dropped her off in an unknown world with the words, "Live a better and happier life. You're only 24 and you've already got a precious son to take care of. You've helped save our world countless times from threats too great and terrible as the Black Canary. I think it's time for you to be Dinah Laurel Lance and raise your son right." Dinah; with her adorable son in her arms, finds herself in the continent of Eden and she travels north to reach the City of Orario. What Familia will she join? Will she survive the perils of the dungeon? Will she attain her happiness? How will the Gods and Goddesses of the land react to her changing presence in this world? You'll have to read to find out. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ If any of you like what I do and want to support me even more, then that would be amazing. This story will keep on going because I'm having such a great time writing it. Additional Tags for this story are: Thinking Outside The Box, and others to be mentioned. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ - This is a work of fiction that draws on several source materials which I don't own. Danmachi, The Injustice DC Universe, and others I've yet to name are some of where I draw the materials from. Some of the things, places, and ideas that are mentioned in this story are owned by their respective authors/writers/creators. - The cover art is not mine. But it looks pretty cool. I'll be trying to make my own. - I own my Original Characters. The alternate changes I made to certain things, and others. Certain plot devices, ideas, etc.

This is my first story feedback is greatly appreciated ( All the right go to Marvel studio's and also the owners of the DC universe, the oc is the only thing I own. )

People in American Comics, draw the Superman lineage. Liu Feng: "Sometimes life is so boring. I thought I was in a desperate situation, but I got the king bomb at the beginning!" Superman blood, gun fighting, teleportation... He is the light of New York, the Asgardian of the city. HYDRA? A hundred heads are not enough to cut off! Loki wants to open the portal? I'll blow you up with one fist! Thanos? Sorry, the population of New York is owned by the New York Family Planning Office, if you dare to snap your fingers, you must ask me first! Liu Feng: "What is in the sky belongs to the sky, what is underground belongs to the underground, and New York belongs to me!" Definitely, Wanda, Polaris, Widow... are all mine!

About a young boy who is in a journey in search for his little sister in the dark woods filled with fairies, beasts, wolves, and unwanted foes... little did he know that what lay waiting in these woods would change his fate forever..... SUMMARY: The Maverick family was slaughtered due to they're mother who is a Dark sorceress and now both parents are murdered and taken away meanwhile they're daughter was kidnapped. Now kaizer, The boy, searches for his sister in the deep woods and seeks vengeance. This book series is inspired by old cartoon shows and old games in the following: Ninjago, Bayonetta, Alice in wonderland. "There are no stories without inspiration but there are stories based on experience" -Lloyd Martinson Book Series was Originally written by: Lloyd Martinson

"Power tends to corrupt; absolute power corrupts absolutely." What would you do with absolute power? How would the world react to you? With fear? Trepidation? Perhaps awe? Godlike reverence? With a power thrust upon me, tempestuously and my world falling apart around me, how would you thrive? Would you rule with an iron fist? Or munificent benevolence? My choices define me; to an end, I cannot make out. Perhaps it will never be discerned. But do I really want to know... how it all ends? ---------------------------------------------------------- Describing the book a bit more, considering the above is quite vague, it is, at its most basic, an evil Superman novel. Obviously, it's been done before: Homelander, Omni-man, Brightburn. However, none of these especially go into the mind of those characters. They're either psychopaths, had a bad childhood, loyal to another planet etc. So I wanted to portray a character that is a normal person, gaining powers whilst no one else does and seeing how the world reacts to them and what I believe would happen. I want to portray how their mind changes, their biases and beliefs. Whether this is done well is for you to decide. I’m an amateur writer, doing this as a mixture of practice and entertainment. The chapters may take a while to come out, but I like to spend my time on them – perfecting them to the best of my ability. The book will likely be a couple of hundred chapters long and completed no matter how long it takes. I’m trying to improve my English skills to a reasonable degree so harsh criticism would be much appreciated... within reason. Currently, I'm trying to achieve 2 chapters a week, but there are no promises. On a positive, it will be entirely free. On that note, if you enjoy the story, thank you. If you hate it, it is what it is; I understand not every book will suit every person. And with that, I hope you enjoy it. *Views expressed throughout the story do not represent my views. The narration is from a biased viewpoint, and it is a realistic and dark world; there will be things that you may find repugnant. This does not mean I believe or endorse them! *The story, setting, person(s), companies, entities or nations portrayed in this book are fictitious.

bocah sma penyendiri menerima kuisioner aneh, mengira itu lelucon, mc menjawab karena bosan. namun mc terkejut bahwa ini nyata. dengan kekuatan sihir op, dan fisik superman. mc berhasil menjauh dari jalan masokis pelatihan ala protagonis fanfic mainstream.

If there’s one thing we’ve learned about Sylvester Stallone’s character from the first looks and trailers coming out for his upcoming Paramount+ series, Tulsa King, it’s that he’s not messing around. In a new teaser released to the show’s Twitter account, it’s clear that things are serious … very serious. The series will follow Stallone’s Dwight “The General” Manfredi after he’s been shipped off to Tulsa by the leader of his mafia family. Before embarking on his new adventure, Manfredi is made aware that the family will no longer be backing him, leading the longtime mafioso to set up a crew of his own. Although it’s less than one minute, the clip reveals The General is making his way to Tulsa, Oklahoma after doing a 25-year stint behind bars. Packed with the typical action sequences you’d expect from a Stallone-led production, with well-choreographed fight scenes and quotable one-liners around every corner, we see the outsider try his best to fit in, but ultimately stick out in style, attitude, and accent. Set to crash onto the streamer on November 13, Stallone will appear next to a killer lineup of talent that includes the likes of Martin Starr (Silicon Valley), Vincent Piazza (Boardwalk Empire), Andrea Savage (I’m Sorry), Domenick Lobardozzi (The Irishman), A.C. Peterson (Superman & Lois), Max Casella (The Tender Bar), Jay Will (The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel), Garrett Hedlund (The United States vs. Billie Holiday), and Dana Delany (Body of Proof).Sylvester Stallone's 'Tulsa King' Wraps Production Along with the A-list call sheet, the project has some equally gargantuan names backing it. Yellowstone co-creator and Academy Award nominee Taylor Sheridan adds Tulsa King to his list of projects created for Paramount+. Along with the already dropped Yellowstone prequel 1883 and Mayor of Kingstown, the triple threat has several projects en route to viewers including Lioness, 1883: The Bass Reeves Story, Land Man, and 1932. Emmy Award winner Terence Winter, who backed both The Sopranos and The Wolf of Wall Street, will serve the series as its showrunner and writer. Along with their already huge credits for the series, Stallone, Sheridan, and Winter will also serve on the executive production team alongside David C. Glasser, Ron Burkle, Bob Yari, David Hutkin, Allen Coulter, and Braden Aftergood. MTV Entertainment Studios and 101 Studios serve as producers. With the latest teaser in the books, we’re one step closer to seeing Stallone’s Manfredi splitting skulls all over the city of Tulsa while he builds a family of his own. Check out the clip below.

With the destruction of Krypton Jor-El sends his newly born son Kal-El to earth. Unknowingly to him earth isn't quite what it seems. Earth is getting worse crime and corruption is affecting both the planet and its people. Crime is on the rise and to much for police to handle. With the world being to much for even everyday citizens to live into Clark Kent has arrived to Metropolis the city of tomorrow. Upon witnessing the world falling apart he decides to use his powers for the good of mankind. But not as just a man but a symbol.

When Alison is back in town we get together and I'm the same sexual superman I was with her! 22 inches of steel-hard, cum spewing dick.

I am inter pass student and now I am free at my home so I want to do any best online job for money

One last thing that did not leave my head after the resurrection At night, on the first day in the capital, Sanaa, 28 years ago, I realized that my father rented a house for us without windows, and I did not care at that time because the door was enough to cross my small body towards the city. We fell asleep to shorten the night quickly, taking advantage of the fatigue of travel Tomorrow morning, I woke up to the sound of the television of the owner of the house, who lives on the second and last floor.. I did not know what television was at the time. Nader woke up and asked him what that sound was?! He heard, then his eyes grew large, and he jogged to remove the cover to put his ear on the door. He said: Where does this sound come from?!! I do not know We slowly opened the door. We pulled our heads out to see, for nearly five years, at the mouth of the ladder, a child carrying bread and eggs. He said: Who are you? I'm Raidan and this is Nader, and you? He said: I am Nable. Saddam's head peeked out from between two iron bars at the top of the ladder and shouted: Nabell the episode has begun, ! We went up with him uninvited, as curiosity was pushing us unconsciously to know what this episode was, and when we arrived in front of the screen, the astonishment grew and grew in my face, and Nader's in a hysterical manner.... A huge wooden box with a glass in the middle, inside was a cartoon of a very beautiful and yellow-haired girl wearing An elegant outfit and carrying a sword Saddam cut us off, saying: You don't know Oscar? We: Oscar??!! Saddam: This is you ( idiots ) on TV! We: TV??!!! Nabil: Yes, TV.. He added that this watch of ten men her father taught her to fight because he did not have a boy with him, and he was silent because we did not turn towards him from the beginning.. Suddenly we heard my mother's frightened scream calling for us, so we hurried and the doors looked similar, and we entered the bedroom to find Nabil and Saddam's father falling asleep in the womb of the mother. We closed our eyes and turned around, and if Nabil had not directed us to the exit, our hearts would have stopped in horror at the scene we saw and my mother's voice that shook the world.. We went down and as soon as we got to the door, my mother greeted us with a stick in her hand, two hits in the head and another in the butt. As for the rest of the punishment, it was an endless screaming from my mother's throat, which was difficult to silence.. In the coming days, except when we used to ask permission to go up to our new friends’ apartment, every time my mother lost us, she would go straight up with her scratched hand and take us home the same way. In military service, he barely paid the rent and spent on us, so it lasted a lot until the owner of the house got bored of us he would often refuse to open the door for us, and we would return disappointed, howling and yelling: We want TV. And when my father decided to replace the television by going out to a Street, we forgot to accept this offer and filled our bodies with dirt and the dirt of the city while we were playing with friends we found who agreed to play with them without conditions.

Content warning: Horror thoughts She waits with a watchful eye, staring at the pasta. It doesn’t boil. Pacing back and forth across the empty kitchen with the useless pots and pans still in the creaky cupboard, she adds another pinch of salt to the pasta. It still doesn’t boil. She thinks about putting on a bit of music while she waits, but the downstairs neighbors hate when she does that, and she can’t remember where she last left her headphones. They might be in her coat pocket or they might not, perhaps she left them on top of the back bed in the room with the leftover textbooks. Or maybe she didn’t, maybe she left them hanging off the tiny coat rack, right next to her keys. Wherever she left them it’s too much work to run and find them, especially when the pot might boil soon. As soon as it boils, she’ll put the pasta in. As soon as it boils. The tiny apartment is only temporary, and the only burner fizzles on her. She coaxes it, fights it, begs it to make a bigger flame but it does not, settling proudly for the dull little spark that it is. Blowing on a flame coaxes a campfire; she wonders if it’ll help the stove. Probably not. She watches the blue flame dance and stares right through it. Her phone lights up. She has a notification, another message she’s not going to read. Why bother, when she knows exactly what it will say? Still, she checks the name. She reads the first two letters and flips the phone over, wincing as it lands a bit too hard on the counter. Fortunately, it’s not cracked. Unfortunately, that part of the counter is still covered in uncleaned bacon grease from his disaster yesterday, and now her phone is too. The television buzzes a commercial from the living area, or whatever passes as such. She cranes her neck to check the ad, but it's not selling anything good, just some sort of medical plan for old people, the kind of thing she couldn't afford even if she chopped off both arms and sold them. When she left home, she swore up and down she wasn’t ever going to be the kind of person who left the TV on. She wasn’t going to eat in front of it, didn’t even need a good model really, just something to use to occasionally watch old cartoons and maybe a new show if he wanted to. Now, the TV is always on, always buzzing, always saying something, just a little too quiet to hear. The pot on the stove is still not boiling. She thinks she remembered to top the water off with cold water, but maybe she didn’t. She wonders if throwing in a tablespoon or two now will change anything. Probably not; her greasy phone buzzes again. She flips it over, checks the name, and turns it back down. He’s not going to write her. She knows that. Still, she checks, just in case. Banana bread would probably be a smart thing to make,