fiction story 英文短篇科幻故事,英文科幻写作.doc

My special college lifeUp to my day, our human beings genetic inheritance become more and more strange and various. It is much more different from that of the past. Increasing people turn far more special than ever. In another terms, fewer and fewer human are leading a common lives, other than leading a normal lives. There is no exception for us college students.As aforesaid, most of students are becoming different-they have their own privilege, their special function from the genetic variation. I was in the majority alike. We are envious of normal-persons life, since our special genetic variation brings us more problems and we have trouble dealing with them.I am one of the people who have the ability to see through ones eyes and get massage from them easily. People naturally dont know who are among the majority so that they become skeptical and seldom offer to communicate with each other. But for us, we are able to sense “the same species”, which doesnt make us to get along well with students.Students have a scary time because anyone in the college is afraid of being hurt, besides us.Everyday, we go to study with our intimate trustful fellow. Some even dont have one. They trust no one. The majority are inclined to make an attempt to make friends with normal one, only to find rejection.Such life was going on, until someday a strange phenomenon occurred. We were transferred to other strange peaceful places when we were having our P.E. class. Tens of students were too confusing to start a conversation. After several minutes, Rex a person of my kind said: “Lets go.” Perhaps he had read the scared students mind, and couldnt have the heart to let them continue their sorrow. Then we went towards a bright direction which we thought would be the exit to our original life. But unfortunately, we still didnt find the exit after walking a long way. We rested by a river with pure water. And we talk seldom. Everyone was a little sad in dead silence. Since Rex was able to read my thought as well as I was when we look into each others eyes, we had a long-time eye contact, and he expressed his idea: “Have you ever said to one of them? Did they know your identification?” I informed him that I had been being a friend of normal people and they didnt dictate who I really was because I always presented a good pretence. A surprise occurred in his face. He told me he was constantly rejected for he performed in a way not so polite as the people thought he would be or they identified him. He also told me he was not prepared to approach them again and he didnt expect any discrimination. This embarrassing situation lasted for several days, and I got 2 or 3 new friends, of course they were normal. And I did my best to introduce Rex to these fearful people. And latter on, we all together had a round sit, chatting about ourselves. Gradually, everyone got to know each other, and others knew Rex was a good guy. We had a really good night that day, we all felt some subtle feelings had changed in our heart.Our trips to find our way home become more and more difficult. At the first following days, the weather became more and more mild. There were many weeds growing here and there, but not any house or safe shelter for us to shield ourselves from this seemingly eternal rainstorm. We had to continue our walks until we found a giant tree in the endless fields of weeds. We shared every peaceful space with each other under the tree, though we knew we might be hit by lighter at any moment that we spent there. Indeed, we felt much warned in our hearts, and we people with genetic varieties showed the rest who we really were. A little bit surprisingly, they were no more afraid of us, if anything, they stretched friendly hands. We were unspoken except putting arms around others shoulders and went through this terrible rainstorm night. Perhaps it was because we were different from normal beings; we kept warmth in longer time than them. Rex and I began to transport warmth by hugging after we felt their coldness. They accepted our offers undoubtedly, and expressed a grateful feel towards us. A thought struck to me that something subtle and wonderful had existed deeply in our minds.I couldnt remember how long we had gone through that night, but I assured that it was a really hard time for everyone and we all slept over our tiredness. Later, when we woke up, we found ourselves in the laboratory of our professor, Mr. Jane. Jane said we had passed through the hardship together with different kinds and he was glad that we could break the gap among us since a wall of heard had been formed in peoples life long ago. Jane said he would