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After the aliens had left and the kitchen had started cleaning up, I accepted the language translator with thanks from my dad and went to my room. I took out the transporter that the alien had given me and dropped it carelessly on the bed so that I could get the can of cleaner. Instead of lying quietly on the bed like any reasonable inanimate object, it floated gently in midair, bobbing up and down like a toy boat in a bathtub.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
Chapter One: My Story Begins
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I live on a space station, located out near the planet Helios, give or take a million light years. My father runs it, being sent there by the planet Earth to establish friendly contact with the aliens in this area, mostly so that Earth does not get a surprise attack in a couple of years. Personally, I think that their fears are groundless. The aliens I’ve seen are friendly and curious, although most of them are really ugly.
Even if they did decide for some unfathomable reason to attack Earth, my dad would be able to handle it. He is a very skilled engineer/astronaut who is fluent in many languages, most of them alien. Unfortunately, the one language that he can’t understand is Teenager.
I live on a space station, located out near the planet Helios, give or take a million light years. My father runs it, being sent there by the planet Earth to establish friendly contact with the aliens in this area, mostly so that Earth does not get a surprise attack in a couple of years. Personally, I think that their fears are groundless. The aliens I’ve seen are friendly and curious, although most of them are really ugly.
Even if they did decide for some unfathomable reason to attack Earth, my dad would be able to handle it. He is a very skilled engineer/astronaut who is fluent in many languages, most of them alien. Unfortunately, the one language that he can’t understand is Teenager.
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