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Submitted to Contest #34
I have been waiting for this day all week. Every year we have a family night where we invite our close ones and have a fun family game night. We had already bought some new games to play: some were adult-friendly and some were for kids. It was about 4 when my parents came home from work on a Friday. I had done my part by doing my chores so that the house looks clean. My parents had stopped and bought some balloons and other things. Now it was time to decorate! Our house is pretty big: it has 6 bedrooms, two living rooms, the kitchen, and ou...
Submitted to Contest #33
The day was a normal day. Just like every time I come in for a haircut. I waited and waited for my turn and saw the concentration of the crowd in the salon to get less and less until there was only an old lady sitting on the chair with a magazine in her hand." Jonathan!", cried the barber.I saw a head turn towards me. The barber: a short lady with pink glasses. She had so much makeup on, her lips were red because of the lipstick and her eyes were pink from the eyeshadow. Her hair was kind of messy and she had it back in a ponytail. She looke...
I enter my room crying as my mom tells me the news she has been trying to tell me for a long time. I know my mom can hear me crying in our small house. Our house isn't big: two small bedrooms, a kitchen, and our living room. I stop crying when I hear my phone ring. I pick it up and it is Anna. I have known Anna since we were in matching dippers. She is like a sister to me and there is not one thing we do not do together. I pick up the phone sobbing. "Hey, Anna, what's up?" Before she even says anything, I can't hold back my tears. " Emma, w...
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