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Submitted to Contest #90
Ana had never believed in extraordinary people before. She had never believed that there could be someone in this rotten, and disgusting world who she could look up to. But this was before she met with the little group in her old, rusty town and before she could realise, the group changed her life. Because there was someone worth believing in. The little community called themselves The Children of Mother Nature. They all wore plain, simple clothes and they always had something on their heads. Maybe a flower crown, maybe a little stick behi...
Submitted to Contest #86
“Come on, smile a little!” My friend elbows me. “It’s a festival, you should enjoy yourself.” “You know exactly how much I hate festivals.” I growl. “And you know, exactly how much more I hate spring.” “No sweetheart, you hate life, not spring. I want to eat cotton candy. Let’s go!” She grabs my hand, and starts leading me towards a stall. It’s not true. I don’t hate life. I just don’t understand it, you know? I don’t understand why people smile about little things. I hate those smiles. They’re annoying. And oh god! How much I hate when peop...
“I was born differently. I know I was. I was born a monster, a creature nobody understood. You might not know who I am. But I know who you are. I am everything and nothing. I am alive and yet dead. I am everywhere and nowhere, I am controlling you and still don’t care. I am life and death, I am the future and the past, but also the present. I am the daughter of Mother Nature, I was raised by the Rain, tortured by the Wind, healed by animals. I am a survivor. I am a hero and a villain. But mostly, I am the cruellest little thing you have ever...
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