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Submitted to Contest #89
Usually, many people would expect a happy ending from many stories, but I always wondered whether there would be such thing as a 'bad ending' and not necessarily a 'happily ever after'. Stories are always so unrealistic, as if it were all in a dream since not everything in life turns out to be happy and many things turn out to be sad; so what really is...a...'happily ever after'? I am born, I am living, but am I from the beginning or the end? I seem to be elderly and feeble, but I don't remember my beginning; did I even have a time in my lif...
Submitted to Contest #86
A sweet smell and aroma filled the air...what could it be? The aroma led 7 year old Lily to a garden, filled with various plants, some flowers included such as violets, daisies, roses, sunflowers, and tulips; but the fragrant smell was coming from the flower section of the garden, it seemed so exceptional that Lily thought she was dreaming. The nectar started having an impact. The sweetness looked like it was dancing around her as if it was a never ending blaze of inextinguishable fire; was this really a dream although it seemed so real?7 ye...
Submitted to Contest #85
Paris, is very well known for a city that has romance. As a little girl growing up, she often wondered what was 'love' as people described her city; she never seemed to get any definition of love that anyone described to her. "Love is when you steal my bag of chocolate every morning to school but I put it in the same place every day," Her older brother explained. After she understood love and what the concept finally meant, she thought of it as 'family' or 'affection', but she never thought of the dangers of love. All of her love thinking...
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