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In Dayton’s Mind Chapter 3: The Night That Was!

In Dayton’s Mind Chapter 3: The Night That Was!

Mind Wreck, Stories
Previously: In Chapter 2, Dayton remembers his life before his father's disappearance; he has a flashback of the tough and great moments with his best friend and his family and how he came to became the CEO of a such a big company. He plots to celebrate. Now… I've got to get used to this whole office thing, either it’s just me or sitting behind a big darn desk is so boring except for the unbelievably cool ability to send people and make them do whatever you want. It is so freaking cool, like a super power of sorts, you won’t believe this but when people actually want your money they’ll often do any thing you ask of them, ok not everything but almost. Time to take a stroll, I've been meaning to check out the third floor. That’s where the marketing department sits and is very crucial to t
In Dayton’s Mind Chapter 2: The Origins

In Dayton’s Mind Chapter 2: The Origins

Mind Wreck, Stories
Previously: Dayton inherits a multi-billion shilling company left to him by his father, he still can’t believe at his age he’s the new CEO. He makes a dramatic debut in the top managerial meeting and appoints the receptionist as his personal PA.   Now….   It is a beautiful and very sunny day and my mother is yelling out for me to wake up and come join my father for breakfast before he leaves for work. We are not rich nor are we broke but very close to the latter; eating bread with Blue band/Margarine is a luxury in my neighbourhood so is meat and most especially chicken. These are things we have on Christmas; soda is for guests and big events. Life is great, we are happy even if we don’t have much. The small house is full of chaos, I've a baby sister called Cresta she is abo
In Dayton’s Mind Chapter 1: The Building

In Dayton’s Mind Chapter 1: The Building

Mind Wreck, Stories
I walk into a massive building, housed by glistening silver tiles. I’m sure it must be the biggest building in the city since it’s owned by the biggest company in the country. My hair is all shabby, I’m wearing dark blue jeans and a checkered shirt. I didn't have much time to care about how I really look. I’m confused and lost in a building that looked more like a maze or as I may put it, “a pile of Lego building blocks” those kind of toys every child dreamed of now and then. I make it to the top floor, and here I was staring at the jaw dropping well designed clean lobby with a scent of one those new offices filled with empty file cabinets and while I was lost in the moment, I hear a voice, a light beautiful voice. “Sir, please….Sir… Can I help you?” I turn, look at who seems to be a re