Question

write egistate story in 1500 ​

Answer 1

So Badly

So BadlyIn the dark of night, with the rain falling down her face, she stares out of a lone-lit bedroom window. She looks up to the stars, with rain on the window tracing mirror images of the tears running down her face.

So BadlyIn the dark of night, with the rain falling down her face, she stares out of a lone-lit bedroom window. She looks up to the stars, with rain on the window tracing mirror images of the tears running down her face.In the lamp light, on the street, staring back up to the window, I’m wishing all my possible love to her soul. A serenade in silence as it will forever be from now on. I can be here for you now only in shadow.

So BadlyIn the dark of night, with the rain falling down her face, she stares out of a lone-lit bedroom window. She looks up to the stars, with rain on the window tracing mirror images of the tears running down her face.In the lamp light, on the street, staring back up to the window, I’m wishing all my possible love to her soul. A serenade in silence as it will forever be from now on. I can be here for you now only in shadow.Take the things we took for granted and remember them for all that we knew. Long love on hot summers days, we ran in fields of grass and laughter. I’d catch and fall with you, roll in each other’s arms and share the spark in our eyes. It’s the days that grew, seemingly endless, in memory and now, forever, they shall be.

So BadlyIn the dark of night, with the rain falling down her face, she stares out of a lone-lit bedroom window. She looks up to the stars, with rain on the window tracing mirror images of the tears running down her face.In the lamp light, on the street, staring back up to the window, I’m wishing all my possible love to her soul. A serenade in silence as it will forever be from now on. I can be here for you now only in shadow.Take the things we took for granted and remember them for all that we knew. Long love on hot summers days, we ran in fields of grass and laughter. I’d catch and fall with you, roll in each other’s arms and share the spark in our eyes. It’s the days that grew, seemingly endless, in memory and now, forever, they shall be.Kiss the kids "goodnight", keep them safe and warm. Let their dreams not be sad but full of adventure that only a young soul can discover. It’s for them you need to be strong and, if strength seeps out, then see my smile in them and let it keep you walking. I’m only a step behind.

So BadlyIn the dark of night, with the rain falling down her face, she stares out of a lone-lit bedroom window. She looks up to the stars, with rain on the window tracing mirror images of the tears running down her face.In the lamp light, on the street, staring back up to the window, I’m wishing all my possible love to her soul. A serenade in silence as it will forever be from now on. I can be here for you now only in shadow.Take the things we took for granted and remember them for all that we knew. Long love on hot summers days, we ran in fields of grass and laughter. I’d catch and fall with you, roll in each other’s arms and share the spark in our eyes. It’s the days that grew, seemingly endless, in memory and now, forever, they shall be.Kiss the kids "goodnight", keep them safe and warm. Let their dreams not be sad but full of adventure that only a young soul can discover. It’s for them you need to be strong and, if strength seeps out, then see my smile in them and let it keep you walking. I’m only a step behind.Play my voice message on the answering machine if it helps to be closer to the echo. Smell the scent of my aftershave on my shirt collar if it helps the psychical contact in your mind. Run your hands over the empty space where I lay in bed but don’t stain your pillow in tears. I’m holding you even if you don’t know it. If it helps, I love you …

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Answer 2

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Explanation:

Back in the 1960's-70's I read a book of short stories, each using a different theory or perspective about time travel. Not all were built with today's predominant idea that a change in the past makes a change in the present.

One story was about a Russian scientist who was researching time travel, getting close to understanding it. He was arrested and about to be executed by a firing squad. Just before being shot, he has an insight about his work. He says "Wait." And time almost stands still. The bullets are still in the air, out of the rifles, have not yet reached him. He leaves the site, visits his wife and others, has difficulty moving things, finally decides it is not worth continuing his life like this. So he goes back to finish being shot. He uses one of the lead bullets to write his newly thought-of formula on the wall. Then he stands in front of the bullets and says "OK". Time resumes and he is shot/killed. The head officer at the execution sees the writing and tells one of the soldiers to clean it.