Discord in the Lab

by Joseph B

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Streets to Scholarships
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Thiago Silva never dreamed of attending college. He grew up living on the streets in Brazil while his mother worked tirelessly in the rich house of a top-tier government official as a maid to build up the money to move to America. His father passed away at just six years old, leaving his mom alone with five kids. Though Thiago knew little about his father, he would never forget the soulful strumming of the guitar strings as they attempted to sleep on those restless nights. As time went on, Thiago excelled in school, earning top ten in the entire country on state testing, but he found his true passion in busking with his guitar in the local mall near his home, earning small amounts of money. The day finally came when Thiago reached 16 and received a scholarship to the top university in London. 
Thiago felt out of place in London, and no one would willingly sacrifice for what mattered most to them, unlike Thiago. While focusing on music and increasingly becoming more popular through his expert guitar playing, Thiago let his grade slip despite his keen nature until he stumbled into class on the first day of his new research project.
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Mr. Maguire, a general in the discord of the lab, sat waiting expectantly as though he could predict the future. Mr. Maguire’s tragic background sourced his stern, cold behavior. A while back, he and his wife suffered a divorce, leading Mr. Maguire to rely on alcohol and drugs. Still, after ten years, he sobered up, regaining his title as the most challenging professor in England and the person who cured thyroid cancer. The tragic events did not stop there, however. Three years ago, the doctors diagnosed Mr. Maguire with a grave, undiscovered cancer with slim chances of survival.
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From Triumph to Tragedy: The Cost of Carelessness
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A month into the project, the first single Thiago created blew up. It felt that after all his work, it finally paid off, and no one deserved it more. His typically late self showed up early to get to work, exemplifying his vibrant mood. But, during this spell, Thiago carelessly destroyed the samples they had spent what felt like over a year on. Distraught, Mr. Maguire, a nest of bees who had just been hit with a rock, stung Thiago, pelting him with insults so gnarly they would pierce a knight's armor. Thiago expounded on everything he despised about school and the project. He let slip his genuine aspiration of evolving into a famous guitarist superseded his
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