Search Results: learning languages

- 31 years old and childless
- Average cook but sometimes can turn a creative meal (I'm learning more)
- Bachelor's degree in hotel management and tourism & culinary arts
- Bilingual phone translator in my homecountry Peru
- Has trolled (that's called an internet sockpuppet) several relationship sites. The stories involved relationship issues and bullying and gotten more than 100 replies and advices before anyone finally realize I was trolling the whole time.
- Advanced French and a bit of Portuguese (I plan on learning that language too)

You wake in a room devoid of color. Everything seething. With mirror walls that people can see you from the other side. But you don’t know that part. You walk up to a mirror. You look completely different.

What is your new appearance?
What do you hate about it?
What do you love about it?

You see a name tag. It says your thirteen years old. It says your name.

What is your name?

You turn around, and a sauve guy gives you a uniform. You find out everyone wears uniforms based on the career, and gender. All the walls are thick glass. There is full transparency, and absolutely no privacy. You are takin up in the air in a hovercraft bus. It takes you to a building were the door is on the top floor. It is an inescapable school. Everyone is learning the new language there in top floor room 815.

1- What do you do?
2- Where do you fit in?
3- Do you accept this new life?

You find out the school uniform is transparent with the exemption of the undergarments, and socks. There are school ranks. The punishments, and laws are made up by the student counsel, and leader. You break a rule.

What is the rule?
What is the punishment?
Why do you hate the punishment?

You cope in this new life. What is your overall life there?

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