The prisoner

Alex Casar
9 min readJun 8, 2020

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It was probably somewhere around 6 in the morning when the sounds of chaos began enveloping everything. I was asleep, next to my little sister and my parents, until the movements of my sister, who was cuddling in the middle of us all, woke me up. “Did you hear that?” she asked, swinging back and forth in an effort to wake us from our slumber. The first to wake up was my father. My mom and I almost immediately followed, but none of us answered her question. “Do you…

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Alex Casar

Geeky, introverted MSc in Computer Science and passionate rock climber. Data lover wanting to share his interest through writing.