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Anzhelika Gasparyan

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Mandarin Pavlova, or a dessert that is served with the first fallen snowflake.

The first snowflake landed on my nose and melted immediately. I closed my eyes to memorise its cold touch on my skin. I love winter. There is nothing more magical than fluffy white flakes falling from the distant sky. But, to be honest, I wasn’t always such a big fan of it. I hated having cold hands all the time and a frozen nose; I hated putting on so many clothes that I couldn’t even move. But when I was about 10 years old, I had to spend the winter holidays with my grandmother, as my parents had some business abroad and had to find a home...

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My treasure

Submitted to Contest #331

Every kid growing up in our little village in the north of England has heard the story about the magic lake which, once covered with ice as the freezing winter days come, can show those who look into it something valuable. The legend says that only those who really want what they see can get the treasure as a Christmas present from the kind spirit of the lake. I remember my sister and me going to that lake every year from the middle of November, hoping to see the first thin layer of ice covering it. It had been our tradition ever since our g...

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Back into the Past Again

Submitted to Contest #329

Digging up the past is a dangerous activity, as it can unveil things you’d prefer never to find out. These thoughts came to my mind while standing in my own garden with a shovel in my hand and looking at a body that had already started decomposing after being buried in the ground where I have been walking every single day.“Who doesn’t have skeletons in their closet?”“Exactly, in the closet, and not in the garden, and not real once. Oh, my God. I am losing my mind…”“Angela, please. You need to believe me. It’s not how it looks.” My husband wa...

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Visit me in your next life

Submitted to Contest #328

It has already been a year since the car crash my family got into when traveling around France. My father was driving the car, and he still feels so guilty, even though the accident wasn’t his fault, that I have been keeping in secret from him the fact that, from the very first day I opened my eyes in the Hospital, I have been seeing strange dreams that haunt me till today. Fortunately, no one was harmed, and the only thing reminding me of the accident is those visions. However, I finally found the courage to meet a psychologist, as I believ...

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My Friend is a Witch

I never liked people. These strange creatures who have some sort of dependency on others. They always stick together, cry when someone leaves them, as if they are afraid to be left alone. But the worst thing about people is that they have this irritating addiction toward animals, and they tend to show it by touching our fur or taking us in their hands and bringing their faces closer to us, saying something unreasonable in a stupid voice. They like doing it to their little versions, but we are cats, and not those crying furless creatures that...

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Painful Dream

Submitted to Contest #325

"Leira, I know you are not listening to me right now. I have no idea where your thoughts are wandering, but please try to keep them in my classroom.""Sorry, teacher." That was not the first time Leira had been dreaming with her eyes wide open. Her thoughts drifted through streets of worlds that existed only in her mind, and they felt so real that sometimes, when she was asked to return to reality, she could hardly tell which world was the real one. "You look pale. What has doctor told you last time?" - Leira knew what those furrowed brows ...

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Out of the ordinary

Submitted to Contest #322

I have never been very competitive. I’ve never won a single competition, but to be honest, I have never truly participated in any. My best friend Amy is another story—she is a real winner. I still remember the day she came to my school in the second grade. She was so full of energy, and her bright, infectious smile seemed to fill the whole room with warmth and joy.We became friends very quickly, mostly thanks to Amy, as she was the initiator of our friendship. I was too shy to start a conversation first, but from the moment she came up to me...

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