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Weekly Contest #94
TW: Death I wasn’t a stupid person, but I rarely used my head for important things, either. It really depended. Living in a orphanage my whole life, I got used to being able to take care of myself, and rarely accepting it from others, which taught me that I was a loner and that nobody else understood how I felt, when in reality I was just like any other poor kid, living a life in quiet disparity. It was a Wednesday morning. “Aspen, look!” I heard Dotty exclaim from behind me. “Aspen, look what I found!” I sleepily veered around a corner to ...
I walked past the garden, making sure that I wouldn’t be seen. A long line of students had been touring the palace, for this was the old house of Cera, the chancel in which the Princess Xannia had been awaiting her true love in the age old story. I rolled my eyes whenever I heard the silly, silly tale. The line of students were admiring the wonderfully plump peach colored begonias, which sprouted on the left side of the garden. I personally didn’t love begonias, but Ms. Cherrinsy made them look acceptable, at least to my standards. Not that...
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