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Samuel Yi

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Finally

Weekly Contest #95

Meg was just like any other girl in town. Well, she was extra prettier than the others. And she had over 2 million followers on Instagram, which was verified, and over 4 million subscribers on YouTube. People just adored her. And she's just in high school. DING, Megs phone vibrated. She grabbed her phone and opened up her Instagram. She smiled because on her feed, she gotten 4,ooo likes right of the bat. She liked being popular. She quickly took a photo of her outfits and posted it on her story, asking "Should I wear the red or the blue?" Al...

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Clowns

Weekly Contest #93

"Hey John, want to come to my party tonight?" I spun around and saw the popular girl, Stacy waving her hand like a maniac. I give her a unpleasant smile. "I'm good, why dont you invite her?" I pointed at a nerdy girl. You know the stereotype, turtle neck, glasses, freckles, and a bunch of books with her at all times. Stacy gave me a disgusted look. "Yea right, like I'm going to invite that weirdo." I sneered. "Fine, Ill go to your stupid party." I put my hands up to tell her I give up. It was the middle of May, and everyone got the spirit of...

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The City in My Heart

Weekly Contest #92

Emotions, feelings, and life. You cant live without those. Of course you have to have food and water in your body, but without emotions, feelings, or life, youre not human. I would say I'm a good and happy guy. I just dont like to show others my true self. This is my story and how I went on a lockdown. I'm going to start this story when I was 5. I loved watching Sunday cartoons, drawing, and best of all, make believe. You probably guess I had lots of dreams and you're right. I had lots of dreams. I was also very creative. Everything I did ...

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Magic

Weekly Contest #91

Books are magic. Did you know that? Books are full of magic. They can take you to different places, meet new people, and even eat and smell new food. But of course, dear reader. All of those are just imaginary, right? There is no way that these stories can come alive. Dear reader, I am here to tell you a story, a story that is much alive and real. The story of Jasper Hechinks. Jasper Hechinks was a jolly fellow. He was born in a wealthy family. He had the access to all of the books in the world. And he was a reader. He would read books aft...

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Dark World

Weekly Contest #90

Chug chug chug, choo choo!!! The train started moving. I was on my way to see my uncle and aunt. They were our countries most respected people. I'm going to visit them because they said they had bought a new car and wanted me to see it. I was big into automobiles. They just fascinated me. How the pistons moved, how the combustions exploded inside the engine, they all excites me. I hurriedly took my seat. In front, sat a little girl with a pretty red dress. She looked about 5, or 6. She was holding a little teddy bear that was worn out. The t...

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My Hell

Weekly Contest #88

TW: Suicide The night is dark. Darker than chocolate. You know what else is dark? People. Its been a week since I teleported into an unknown world. The people here look like humans, like you and me. But they have powers. Powers that are unusual. When we think of a supernatural power, we think about flying, shooting lasers out of our eyes, or reading minds. No dear reader. I'm not talking about those powers. These powers that these people hold dear is not supernatural. It is worse. They have the power to hurt or help. No, these people aren't ...

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My Big Shot

Weekly Contest #87

Beep, beep, beep, smack. I yawn as the bright morning light covers me in all of its glory. Fine, that kind of sounded cheesy. I rub my eyes and look at the time and- holy moly! Its 7:00 AM and I'm not even dressed! I quickly put some clothes on, brush my teeth and check the time one more time. Something was off. The time was still 7:00 when I clearly spent at least 20 minutes. I was still puzzled, when I heard it. That cruel, evil and sinister laughter. My little brother tumbled out of my closet laughing like a hyena. I smack my head in sham...

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