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The Life Of A Little Spider We all have the same purpose in life, we need to survive. I am a little spider who must change location every day because my house is always being destroyed by this giant creature. I try my best every day so he doesn't find me. Right now, I'm in a quiet alley and I can't see anything. I've been walking in the dark for 3 hours, and I feel like I'm going in circles. I&#8217;m tired of this. I just want to live my life in peace. Oh wait for a second, I think I just found the light at the end of the tunnel.&#160; A few minutes later, FINALLY, I arrived&#8230; Oh, what did I just see? I think I have found the perfect place to set up my new home! I will set it up in this corner. There is no way that horrific monster can find me here. A bit later. Yay, I just finished my house and I will be able to wait here in peace and catch some delicious bees! A few moments later, Oh crap, I think he's coming. I cannot see him, it's too dark. Wait what is that noise? Oh no it's him, the evil broom will try to kill me again. I need to jump for my life &#8230; Hello? Am I dead, I think I am. But I can talk to myself. That means I am not dead! Why am I hanging on this wall? Oh, I am NOT dead! Crap he destroyed my house again! I hate that monster. He always tries to kill me and I didn&#8217;t do anything to him. Oh no, he's still here, I need to hide discreetly so he doesn't see or hear me. I think he is leaving, I will be able to get out. So here we go again, that monster destroyed my house again. Unfortunately, I need to find a new place to set up my new home again. Next time I will try to defeat that evil broom!

Parchment

Before it all

Ever since the nuclear meltdown, nothing has been the same. The explosion happened in the middle of the United States, Denver, Colorado. Everyone in the middle part of the United States was either killed or caught a severe illness. Unfortunately with every disease, there is going to be a new strand. This one would change everything forever. This disease mutated people into becoming real zombies with no purpose except they kept their brains, thoughts, and knowledge. Now you are probably thinking or just get a cure for this. Impossible. Even if we were to get one it would have been from another country and nobody that comes in ever gets out. To sum it up it is basically zombies from a video game except they run fast, can anticipate your movements, create things (weaponry), and anything a human could do and you can't stop it. Luckily enough for me, I was on the outskirts of the states and wasn't infected. I was in New Jersey for the weekend visiting my best friend in high school who was still living with his Mom. His dad had been on a business trip in Boulder, Colorado but as I said earlier the explosion was in Colorado he was either too close to the blast and died or he would have caught the mutation so he was gone. That's where it all starts.

Present Day

Since we are in New Jersey we didn't hear anything out of the ordinary. But we were bored and decided to turn on the tv to see if anything good was on. When we turned it on it was on the news channel but we don't really care about the news so we went onto other tv channels but it seemed like every single one was about something around zombies. When this happened it was October 28th so I and my friend Hal just thought it was a Halloween prank. As soon as we saw this we heard a soft knock coming from upstairs. The next thing we heard is a door creaking open and five seconds later an ear-piercing scream. We rushed upstairs and peeked through the small crack in the door. I looked around the kitchen to see nothing but as I moved my gaze to the living room I saw blood on the paintings of Hal as an eight-year-old. I motioned to Hal that we will NOT be going up there. We crawled back down the carpeted stairs to be as quiet as possible. But as we started down the stairs Hal went a little too fast and the stairs made a loud creak. A shadow drifted to the door.

Into the unknown

We didn't have time to check the door or be quiet we needed to find something to defend ourselves because at the time I had no clue what I was up against. Hal's father used guns as a hobby and had guns stored in the secret room in the basement. We sprinted as quietly as we could and found the room. We heard the basement door crack open. Hal was struggling to open the safe of guns. We finally got in and chose our weapons, grabbed ammo, and a knife. Luckily for me, Hal had previous experience with guns. We huddled in a corner of the room and aimed our weaponry straight at the opening of the room. We could hear the footsteps grow nearer but they were moving super slowly. Not a good sign. It knew where we were and was trying to figure out the best way to get to us. It almost was successful, the human-like figure sprinted at us and we went through 10 bullets each until it finally collapsed. I sprinted upstairs to look out the window and saw a new swarm of zombies running at the house. "This is the apocalypse and when the world ends".

One Day, A young girl named Norman, went outside to check the mail box. To her surprise she had a small box. Norman didn't remember ordering anything, so naturally she thought that it was delivered to the wrong house. But she wanted to opened it just to make sure. After looking at it for a little longer, she saw that the box had her name on it. It also had a time and date on the bottom. She had to open the box in exactly 30 minutes. Norman set a timer. She could feel a lump in her throat. She was so nervous. After 30 minutes she unsealed the tape and opened the box. There was a coin. But Norman had never seen a coin like this one. Nonchalantly she picked it up not expecting anything to happen. When she picked it up all of a sudden she was in a different world with different people that she had never met before. She didn't know where she was and had a feeling in her stomach like never before. A loud voice started to speak. "Hello People, today all of you were given a box with a coin. This coin was actually a key to a new reality. And you have been chosen to live here." All of a sudden the voiced stoped talking, and everything was dark...

By: Elijah Rey

There it was. His chance. His only chance to see what it was like out there. For a mere moment he second-guessed himself as one often does when making drastic decisions; only to be interrupted by this thought "What kind of dog has never been outside before? A truly ridiculous thought, all dogs have been outside at one point or another." So he said to himself. "I must go." Seeing his window of opportunity slowly closing Bailey burst through the open door and leaped down the stairs and into the grass. His senses were overwhelmed by sights and smells he had never had before. He began to run. He needed to see it all! However, it was only a matter of time before the soft grass beneath his paws became a hard rough surface; one that he had never felt before. Only then did Bailey realize that he indeed had been running all this time. He slid into a sudden stop and began to look around frantically searching for something he recognized, but there was nothing. Bailey was lost. As he wandered the days became weeks and the weeks became months. Bailey had lost all hope of ever finding his home. As he sat down beneath a tree he heard a familiar voice calling his name. It was Herb! Within that instant, Bailey knew he was safe.

&#8220; Ida, come down for dinner in five please,&#8221; echoed a voice through the walls of a quiet home. Ida was sprawled under the covers of her bed, nose nuzzled into a new TV show she was watching on her phone, even though it was still light outside. She didn&#8217;t have a care though, she never cared about much. All she ever did was spend time alone in her dark and solem room occupying herself with screens. She didn&#8217;t have any family problems, no trauma she was dealing with, she hadn&#8217;t a worry in the world, but she still had yet to express gratitude to her family. She rarely ever went downstairs to eat dinner with her mom and dad all together. She felt it was like a chore, something she unwantedly had to do. Her mom didn&#8217;t work, she stayed home to take care of chores around the house, and her dad was always working on &#8220;some sort of job&#8221;. At least, that&#8217;s what Ida thought of it as. &#8220;Ugh&#8230;&#8221; Ida groaned, finally lifted herself up from under the covers, and slumped down her stairs with an expression of annoyance plastered on her face.&#160; &#8220;Ida! I made your favorite dish! Why not look a little happier?&#8221; Ida&#8217;s mother voiced. Ida didn&#8217;t reply, &#8216;Thanks mom!&#8217; was not a sentence in her vocabulary, she picked up the plate of spaghetti and meatballs, grabbed a fork, and heaved up the stairs back into her dull room. Ida didn't see the point in going outside, or spending time with her parents, she was an only child after all. However, the next day, she would understand why her mom would always try to pry her out of the other room every single day, and why her dad always wanted to play soccer with her outside.&#160; Ida opened her eyes to see the next morning's day-light and picked up her cellphone. She was used to this routine because, well, the only thing she ever did was wallow herself in her phone. Unexpectedly, when she was scrolling through her notifications, her eyes lit up in terror. She received a text from her father stating that her mother was transported into the hospital this morning after a severe car crash on her way to the grocery store. Ida&#8217;s never had anything unfortunate happen in her life, so she wasn't aware of how to react to this message. She ran down the stairs, out of the door, and called the nearest Uber to send her to the hospital immediately.&#160; Arriving at the hospital, Ida stormed up three flights of stairs to the level her dad texted told her to go to. She had never seen a sight so scary. Her mother laid in a hospital bed, machines attached to her every limb, she was struggling to put on a smile for her daughter.&#160; &#8220;I&#8217;m sorry mom&#8230; I don&#8217;t know why I never spent time with you, or tried to watch a movie with you, or- or- or--&#8221; Ida burst into tears. She didn't know how her mother was so strong willed and loving even after Ida paid no attention to what her mother did for her.&#160; Ida&#8217;s mom struggled to get words out but quietly uttered, &#8220; I wish I could&#8217;ve made you spaghetti and meatballs one more time.&#8221;&#160; Those soft words marked the moment when regret surfaced Ida&#8217;s eyes. It was then that she realized she should&#8217;ve appreciated all that she had before she didn&#8217;t have it anymore. Ida squeezed her mother&#8217;s hand for the last time and vowed to cherish every moment from this point forward. Life&#8217;s too short not to live, and people are only here for a limited amount of time. Adore everything life grants you with, everyone you come in contact with, and the small, notable gestures you receive, like spaghetti and meatballs.&#160;

Leaf border

Wisteria was a light gray wolf, hints of lavender in her fur, which symbolized the flower she was named after. She lived in a forest called the Treetop Woods with her pack and her mother. They were very content there, but the wolves lived in fear of the hunters - groups of men that hunted animals.&#160;They were terrifying, carrying guns and bow and arrows. They were killers, and animals avoided them, but when the hunters striked and put traps on the ground, no animal had ever escaped them. They were captured, and if the hunters didn't want them, they were left in the traps to die. One day, while Wisteria was playing in a clearing of the forest, the hunters came. The wolves evaded them, and the hunters could not target any of the wolves. So they decided to do something else, something very evil - they burned down the forest.&#160; Fires were everywhere, and Wisteria and her pack needed to get to safety. Howls filled the day. The wolves were running around in a panic. Wisteria knew what she had to do.&#160; Wisteria ran to the top of a large boulder, making sure she was covered among the trees. The fire raged in the background, getting closer by the minute. Wisteria howled, getting her pack&#8217;s attention. She told them to follow her. There was another forest nearby.&#160; Wisteria hopped down from the boulder. The pack raced after her, as she commanded. Her mother was by her side, which gave Wisteria more hope and encouragement. The young wolf bounded out of the forest, along with the pack. The hunters were still inside, as far as she knew. Finally, they arrived at another, lush forest. Evergreen forest, where the evergreen trees grew.&#160; It was a healthy forest. Food was never scarce, and the trees protected them. Wisteria and her pack settled merrily into their new home. They had escaped the hunters. When the bright moon rose the next night, they went out, running around. And in the darkness, joyous wolf howls filled the night.&#160;

Some years ago, there was an old farm located very far away from the city. Its owner was Louis, who earned the farm from his family, which was passed from a generation to another. The farm was very abandoned before Louis arrived. Since he lives on his own, he wanted to have some company. So he decided to have some animals with him. He didn't have much money to spend, so he only ended up with three species of animals only, an ox and a cow, a rooster and a chicken, and a dog. After some time, he developed a good relationship with them, but he also developed something more special with his dog, that because of your animation of always dig places, he was named Dig. Louis and Dig were always together. But on a normal night of their routine, they were going to close the farm's gate as they used to every night. Doing so, Dig got distracted by a mouse and started to run after him. That night was a very rainy night, so it was hard for Louis to find Dig. Unfortunately, Louis couldn't do anything, he tried to search for him, but he didn't have a clue. Louis didn't know what to do, Dig had never done that before. He decided to wait for some time hoping he could come back. A week had passed and no sign of Dig. Even distributing posters of Dig around the neighborhood didn't work. Almost a month of all of this, Louis heard that the neighbors were talking about some dog noise that was kind of sad. It made Louis's hopes go higher again. And again, he tried to find him, driving around the area a couple of times. And no sign of Dig again. But Louis remembered that the spring had arrived, and there was a lake close to where they lived that Dig loved to go in this time of the year. Arriving there, Louis noticed dog tracks, and after walking a little bit, he saw Dig sad riverside. Louis shouted Dig's name, and immediately he got happy and came to him. Dig was very dirty and with some bruises. They came back to the farm and Louis took care of him for years and years that had to come.

Written and Illustrated by Hala Al Hariri Recoded by Hazel Flynn

Clouds pattern

There was green grass and colorful flowers around a glamorous magical fountain. It caught your eye because the sun's reflection beamed off of the fountain making it spray waters of gold. Placed gently around it were statues of hearts. On top of the fountain displayed a beautiful fairy, with pink hair, dazzling blue eyes and green sparkly wings. In the fairy&#8217;s hand was a wand. As you look closer at the fairy, it starts talking in a beautiful and calming voice. You walk back silently in surprise. The fairy said that someone with a pure heart can have their greatest wish granted. You decide to test your luck, but your wish didn&#8217;t come true. You&#8217;re disappointed so you walk away. A few days later, you stumble upon a poor man, with old clothes and nothing to eat or drink. You decide to take pity on the old man and donate some money. Then the old man turns into the fairy from the fountain from a few days ago! And then, she granted your greatest wish. After that, you realize that sometimes a good deed can do a good part in your life too.&#160;

Before the beginning of time, the so-called universe was a vast space, bearing only two entities. You may refer to them as light and dark, but back then they were the gardener and the reaper.&#160; These two celestial beings were the only things that existed at the time. For a while, there was peace in the so-called "universe", until there was a clash. The reaper and the gardener had crossed paths and created the black garden. This was a place that was resembled by its name. A garden. A birthplace of life. The gardener was the first to stumble across this new creation and planted its seed deep into the heart of this newfoundland. This seed sprouted life, and for the first time plants and animals roamed the grasslands and the mountains. Rivers and oceans were formed from the tears of the gardener and different landscapes were created from his hand. As life was created, death was soon to follow. After a century of peace and tranquility in the garden, the reaper came through and destroyed everything. Animals were slain, while plants were suffocated. The Reaper swept through destroying everything in his path. All the while the Gardener looked on with horror. He saw he creation being completely and utterly destroyed, and he became enraged. In the heat of the moment, the gardener fled. He traveled billions of miles hopefully losing the Reaper. After many years of traveling, having crossed billions of miles, the gardener found a new planet.&#160; A planet which he decided would be the perfect place to create life. He called this planet earth, and he planted the seed of life deep within the earth's core. This sprouted life. Animals were born and roamed the grassy plains. Rivers and mountains rose out of the earth, and a new animal was created. They were called humans. These animals smarter than the rest and started to create and advanced civilization. All things have been going peacefully, but like all things, there is death. The Reaper will find the new land eventually, and when he does, there will be chaos.&#160;

Marble

Story of the last Pinna

The room was bright, ceiling light glaring down on a patient bed, a man lying there on his back straight as a board, eyes shut and mouth ajar. his leg was in a cast and his arm in a sling. His face was littered with now bruising cuts, one particularly nasty one went from under his eyebrow, over his eye and stopped just above his lip.

a nurse ambles in looking at a chart muttering to her self, She announces her presecents to the man, he opened his eyes revealing beautiful brown with green flecks. The nurse smiles kindly. he tries to grin in response that just flinches. The nurse walked over and began to inject him with painkillers. she locked eyes with him but all she saw was emptiness. She went threw her routine check and ask "do you know what day it is?". The man took a moment before responding "no." Then she proceeded to ask "Do you know your name?" His eyes widened and a smile crept across his face and his answer again was "no."

He appeared to be crazy and whispered under his breath "it worked" and he repeated it over and over with more intensity and excitement. He looked like he'd gone insane. "I will leave my past for good," he said with a deranged glint in his eye. "from now on I'm Griffin" he announced to the nurse.

Stars pattern

The planet of boredom

Boring......&#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160;&#160;

Navy zig-zag pattern

I woke up feeling tired, as always. Not knowing what is going to happen today, besides going to school. I get dressed and eat before my motivation runs away. I open a window to feel the crisp breeze of fall. I don&#8217;t want to go to school, I don&#8217;t want to deal with people, I don&#8217;t want to look like I'm ready for the day--when I'm not. I want to lie in bed and just stare at nothing for the whole day. I want to watch mindless television all day and just be a blob. But I can&#8217;t do that. I have to face the fears of looking okay, like every other day that goes by.&#160; I enjoy seeing people look happy and fine, knowing I could be like that in the future. I sit in my classes doing nothing the whole day. I look at my lunch and don&#8217;t eat it. I&#8217;m not hungry, I can go a little longer, I&#8217;ll eat at home. I just sit on the bus looking out of the window counting the minutes that go by, knowing I could have spent those minutes at home doing nothing like I wanted. I listen to awful music to help fill the void in my mind. I talk about nothing to make it seem like I have something to talk about. I finally am off the bus, away from all the staring eyes I can&#8217;t even see, I finally make it back to my safe zone that isn&#8217;t even safe. I throw everything on the floor and don&#8217;t do anything. Waiting for the next day to come, and the day after that. Knowing the same things will happen.&#160;

Pink polka dot border

   Once upon a time, there was a little girl, with a not so perfect life. Emma already had a poor 10 year old life before her mothers death. She would do her chores dreaming of going to a school. Emma&#8216;s family had always been hard on respect and manners, she would visit the graveyard on Saturday and Wednesday and would cry herself to sleep eventually end up dreaming about her mother. During Emma's free time she always loves to daydream creating creatures who she calls friends, but this one, this one would be special.

   "This beast..." ,she said to herself saying down on her bed."This one should be a mix, an eagle head would look cool!" She started imagining what she should add. "Big wings... yes big fluffy feathery wings would go quite nice with the head. Maybe even a lion body and tail! OH&#65281;OH&#65281;And a lions back legs too! Hmm... maybe claws...Oh! I know talons would defiantly make look a LOT more fierce." As she creates her creatures, her worries and stresses melt away. "I will call this one, a Griffin.", She said smiling ear to ear. And that just shows that we are never too old to have imaginary friends, to be stressed, to be mad or sad, to be yourself.

Once upon a time a little girl who lived in Hawaii would go out on her back porch every day and sit and read a book. One day after she went out and sat in a shady spot under the tree, she heard the tree she was under begin to rustle but thought nothing about it because of the breeze. After some time out of nowhere boom, a pineapple hits her in the head and she faints. When she woke up she smelled something that made her smile. She got up and walked to her house. After she got there, her mother greeted her by saying "hello". Her mother looked strange...younger. She walked into the restroom and was shocked as she looked into the mirror. As she examined the glass, she discovered that she had transformed back into her 5-year-old self. She gasped and ran back to the tree. When she arrived at the spot she was previously laying in, she was shocked to see that the tree was gone! She began to sob. "How could this have happened?" She wondered to herself. She ran to the ocean because she thought that it might calm her down. She gazed at the sea as fear overtook her. A fish jumped in the ocean and it made her smile. She heard a faint noise coming from the distance, it sounded familiar like the voice of an angel. It was the churro man! She grew excited; she really liked churros. "Would you like a churro little one?" asked the churro man: "They're free!" "Yes, please," She replied. As she bit into the juicy brown sugary stick, she awoke with a start. She was back under the tree. She woke up and released a sigh of relief.

At a skate final one skater called Jeff that was the world championship of the year before was skating against Lucas, and everybody was cheering for Jeff because he won the last year, and all the media loves him. Lucas also was a really good skater and really young and this will be his first real final in a big competition like that. Jeff was thinking about the prize and the party after he winning because he was thinking Lucas is not that good, but Lucas was really focused and thinking about how much he practices and works for that moment. When it started Lucas went first and got all the good and hard tricks right , and nobody was waiting for it, not even Jeff, and he started getting anxious and really nervous about it, the ref gave Lucas a 9.3 as a grade and it was Jeff turn, when he get on his board he wasn't feeling confident and was really nervous and couldn't land no good tricks.The ref gave him a 7.6 and all his fans got mad at him because at his social media he stopped posting about practice and skate to post about party. After this final he saw that if he just party and doesn't focus on his job he could loose everything at any time, so he started working hard again and in the other year he was one of the best again.

&#160;&#8220;2 minutes remaining!&#8221; Yelled the announcer.&#160; This was the championship game for WAMS Lacrosse. We are playing West Field, one of the best teams in our division. We have come up as the underdog and made it here on sheer hard work and determination. This game means a lot to me and the team.&#160; &#8220;WAMS has really shown improvement this year and is staying in this game.&#8221;&#160; Clock ticking down, not much time to score. I could hear my coach screaming from the sidelines, directing us to our spot.&#160; &#8220;Peter stripes the ball!!&#8221;&#160; This was my chance, for all the marbles. I began to sprint down the field going faster than I had ever gone. Blowing by midfielders like they were cones. The wind slapping me in the face and the cheers in my ears, &#8220;Go, Go, Go.&#8221; Dodge left. Dodge right. Here was the moment a 4 on 3, Me and my 3 other teammates and their 3 defenders. One defender comes at me and I panicked. Threw the ball in fear, bad pass. I felt as if I was slow-mo watching my teammate jump into the air and . . .&#160; &#8220;What a catch! They could do this!&#8221; Yes! He caught it, passes the ball towards the net. WE SCORED!!! 30 seconds remaining. It&#8217;s possible I tell myself. We lost the face of I had to step my game up and not let them score. I slid to the ball he passes another pass and another. Their man is alone against our goalies. The sweat rolling down my face, my heart pounding harder and harder every beat.&#160; &#8220;What a save by the keeper!!&#8221; 10 ... 9, He throws the ball all the way down the field. Once again I felt as if I were in slow motion, the ball falling down into a clump of players mixed of both teams. Players on the sidelines and fan holding their breath. Pushing a shoving trying to get under the ball as if comes down. 7 ... 6, Screaming from the other side of the field for my team, we could do this. The ball reaches the pile and I see MY TEAMMATE CATCH IT, a sigh of relief as he goes one on one with the goalie. 3...2.&#160; &#8220;He shoots!!! He. . .&#8221;

Dark wood

Travel back&#8230; through slavery, depression, war. Through golden age, technology and freedom. Were times were simple. 800,000 years ago. Sticks bones and raw meat. Cave life and we were just animals. Little did those few know what the human race would become. Dominated by Hominids times were different. Life is about survival not luxury. Evolution needed a kickstart, a boost. Inhibited by there capabilities human advancement took a halt. But there was hope for these two legged creatures, enough hope to one day rule the planet. Hope that lead to intelligence. The greatest tool there was for the Hominids&#8230; intelligence. Now we can zoom in even more to a family of 4 Hominids. Morning is hunting for the male and gathering for the women. Rocks and stones is what there technology is. Children are learning gaining intelligence to hopefully surpass there parents and continue the uprising of the human race. Day after day the same thing with nothing new. Those same kids one day kickstarted human evaluation. The spark that would create fire. That fire which would transform human life forever. That spark that sends humans spiraling upwards in the animal kingdom. Every year those hominids continued evolving until about 300,000 years ago . The homosapien was born. The earliest true humans. Now lets fast forward through language, writing, the wheel, cars, boats, ancient civilizations, the telephone ,and internet all the way to now. Were we fight for everyone and no one. Were we are concerned about how we do things and people shame people for how they look. Always at war with our own kind. We are not a pack anymore. Evolution made it this far and now we are destroying are selves. Maybe the modern human race just needs to realize how far we have come and that we are all the same. We are all just homosapians and it sounds simple but these days people just cant grasp that rich or poor black or white we are all the same. That's what needs to spark.

Warp black

In the troublesome times of the nineteenth century, the United Kingdom was gripped by an epidemic of crime that brought fear into the population households . The parliament decided to hire many new inspectors and policemen, and one of them was me. I was assigned to the central police in London and was awarded the famous Sherlock Holmes as my senior inspector. Our first case was given to us just a few days later and we had to go see a homicide scene in the infamous White Chapel area. This area was one of poverty and prostitution, the alleys were dark even in the daylight. Electricity wasn&#8217;t present in such a district, there were many drunk, dead or unconscious people lying in the streets. The murder that just happened was even worse than everything I had ever seen. The body was dismantled, organs were missing and she was cut everywhere, this was the work of someone truly mad and crazy. My world renowned colleague and I started the investigation, but we didn&#8217;t talk very much so information wasn&#8217;t shared and this in turn slowed the process of solving this case. Sherlock had many theories but none of them made sense to me, and just as we were closing on what kind of person could do this, another murder even bloodier and more gruesome happened in the same deprived area. This second scene was horrible to witness but Sherlock decided not to go to said crime scene. At first, I found it strange not to look at a crime scene to try to solve the murder, but I decided to let him have his techniques of solving puzzles since he was so famous. What was interesting about these crimes were the victims. They were all found alone in the same general area and both had the same profession, they were the ladies of the night. This lack of meaningful discussion was truly hindering this massive investigation until one day Sherlock said something that truly intrigued me. He told me a detail only a person present at the crime scene or someone who talked to the other investigators could know. Sherlock was none of these people and it made me wonder how he could know such a thing. This information kept bugging me so I decided to investigate Sherlock Holmes and found that he had no alibi and was noticed in the White Chapel district during those nights. One day I decided to follow him to investigate my hunch even further, and I was never seen again. They never caught this serial killer, named Jack the Ripper by the newspaper of the time, and he went down in history, as did the name of Sherlock Holmes.

The ring of the church bells, the loud silence of the night, the smell of blood and the taste of my salty sweat made me dizzy. My senses were overloaded, I had never known fear until this very moment. Cops all around me were asking me questions about what had happened, and I remember my mind throbbing. Slowly, I drifted back into my subconscious. My mind flashed back to the fall of 2019,&#160; a week ago.&#160; &#8220;Honey I am home! You&#8217;ll never believe what happened at work today!&#8221; My dad had just walked in, and I looked up at him. His eyes were lit with the same excitement he had whenever he unravelled a complicated case, so I knew that he was going to share some big news.&#160; &#8220; I am not supposed to tell anyone this yet, but I finally got a lead on the mafia&#8217;s headquarters,&#8221; he lowered his voice. &#8220;Turns out, that there are 5 leaders, all brothers, that are running the drug scandal. As you know, I found 4 of them already, but I think we finally got a lead on the fourth one! His name&#8217;s Charlie Gardner, and he&#8217;s disguised right now, but we might have a chance of finding him if we can track his car&#8217;s down. &#8221; When my dad told me news like this, I always acted ecstatic for him. Truth was, I was always scared for him. Whenever he got a tip like this, he would never stop, not even if his LIFE was on the line. I guess that&#8217;s the downside of being a private investigator&#8217;s daughter. &#8220;That&#8217;s great dad!&#8221; I said behind my worry, &#8220; I&#8217;m sure you&#8217;ll find them in no time, and this case can finally be over&#8221; I was shaken awake by a a man about 6ft tall, will a long black hair. His eyes, possessed a look that I had grown familiar too, the look of pity. On his white coat, I saw the nametag Dr. Bryer.&#160; &#8220;Miss! Are you okay?&#8221; &#8220;Where am I?&#8221; The man told me I was in the hospital. I had been in a car crash, it was a hit and run. He said that I was lucky to be alive, although I might suffer some memory loss later on. The information was so overwhelming, that all I could do was nod. I mustered up the courage to ask one question, though I knew I wouldn&#8217;t like the answer. &#160;&#8220; Where is he?&#8221; The man looked at me, straight in the eyes and told me&#160; &#8220; I&#8217;m sorry Miss. He escaped from the accident,&#160; and no one could find him. He was just gone when the cops got there.&#8221;&#160; The breath sucked out of me.&#160; I nodded once again, as a tear fell down my cheek. &#8220;Gone&#8221;. The word had and indefinite amount of meanings. He could be dead, bleeding to death as I laid here in a semi-comfortable hospital bed, but he could also be alive, taking a bus to a friends to get help for himself. The man looked at me once again, &#8220;I&#8217;ll leave you alone for a moment to get your bearings, your family is on the way.&#8221; As the man left, one tear turned into a hundred, all pouring down my cheeks. Suddenly, I remembered what my father had told me a week ago. The investigation, hit and run, my father now declared missng...it couldn&#8217;t have been an ordinary car crash. It had to be something else, and I promised myself that I would find out what.&#160;

The ring of the church bells, the loud silence of the night, the smell of blood and the taste of my salty sweat made me dizzy. My senses were overloaded, I had never known fear until this very moment. Cops all around me were asking me questions about what had happened, and my mind was throbbing. Slowly, I drifted back into my subconscious. My mind flashed back to the fall of 2019,&#160;a week ago. &#8220;Honey I am home! You&#8217;ll never believe what happened at work today!&#8221; My dad had just walked in, and I looked up at him. His eyes were lit with the same excitement he had whenever he unravelled a complicated case, so I knew that he was going to share some big news.&#160; &#8220; I am not supposed to tell anyone this yet, but I finally got a lead on the mafia&#8217;s headquarters,&#8221; he lowered his voice. &#8220;Turns out, that there are five leaders, all brothers, that are running the drug scandal. As you know, I found four of them already, but I think we finally got a lead on the fourth one! His name&#8217;s Charlie Gardner, and he&#8217;s disguised right now, but we might have a chance of finding him if we can track his car&#8217;s license plate down. &#8221; When my dad told me news like this, I always acted ecstatic for him. Truth was, I was always scared for him. Whenever he got a tip like this, he would never stop, not even if his LIFE was on the line. I guess that&#8217;s the downside of being a private investigator&#8217;s daughter. &#8220;That&#8217;s great dad!&#8221; I said masking my fear, &#8220; I&#8217;m sure you&#8217;ll find them in no time, and this case can finally be over&#8221; I was shaken awake by a man about six ft tall, will long black hair that fell over his shoulders. His eyes, possessed a look of pity. On his white coat, the nametag Dr. Bryer stood out to me.&#160; &#8220;Miss! Are you okay?&#8221; &#8220;Where am I?&#8221; I asked The man told me I was in the hospital. I had been in a car crash, it was a hit and run. He said that I was lucky to be alive, although I might suffer some memory loss later on. The information was so overwhelming, that all I could do was nod. I mustered up the courage to ask one question, though I knew I wouldn&#8217;t like the answer. &#160;&#8220; Where is my dad?&#8221; The man looked at me, straight in the eyes and told me&#160;&#8220; I&#8217;m sorry Miss. He escaped from the accident,&#160;and no one could find him. He was just gone when the cops got there.&#8221;&#160; The breath sucked out of me.&#160;I nodded once again, as a tear fell down my cheek. &#8220;Gone&#8221;. The word had an indefinite amount of meanings. He could be bleeding to death as I laid here in a hospital bed, but he could also be alive, taking a bus to a friends to get help for himself. For the sake of my sanity, I chose to believe the latter. The man looked at me once again, &#8220;I&#8217;ll leave you alone for a moment to get your bearings, your family is on the way.&#8221; As the man left, one tear turned into a hundred, all pouring down my cheeks. Suddenly, I remembered what my father had told me a week ago. The investigation, hit and run, my father now declared missing...it couldn&#8217;t have been an ordinary car crash. It had to be something else, but what, I didn't know.

It was a beautiful summer morning and George and his cousin Julia were playing in the attic. At a certain point they found an old trunk; curiously they opened it and inside they found a lot of old things: clothes, books, photographs ... but there was something strange. Julia noticed a paper written in a language unknown to her, but in a short time they were able to decipher it. It was a set of riddles that led to a magical place. So they decided to find it. The first riddles were simple and both easily managed to get to the entrance of a dark and shady forest. They were walking slowly through the thick vegetation when, suddenly, they heard some very strange voices. They approached and saw giants protecting something very important. The giants noticed the two of them and walked towards them with a menacing air. George and Julia were scared and started running, but they tripped, fell down and fainted. Finally they woke up and realized that it was just a dream.

My name is Veronica, I love to travel. My parents and I are going on a trip to Canada, but we are taking a train due to the long trip. When we got there I noticed that it wasn&#8217;t like your typical train station.There was fog everywhere and all the grass was dead. I didn't like the feeling I was getting when we walked inside. I went to sit on the bench below the painting on the wall. When I sat down I thought I saw something out of the corner of my eye, but I just ignored it. Mom told me that she and Dad were going to be outside waiting for a train, but that was almost 30 minutes ago, so I went outside to look for my parents. I walked out and couldn't find them, I was confused until I heard a train coming. When I looked into a window on the train I saw my parents,they both looked like they were asleep. I was terrified, wondering why they didnt come get me. but then I felt a cold bony hand grip onto my shoulder, "hello" said a voice "are you here for the 8pm train too?" trembling, I looked behind me and I saw a girl who looked around the age of 10. she was wearing a gown, and she had long black hair. I don't know why but when I saw her I ran as fast as I could to get away, I sprinted down a small, rotted hallway tripping on broken floorboards. I could hear footsteps behind me that we're getting closer and closer, which made me run even faster, I eventually got to a metal staircase that I started to climb, it felt like the steps were never ending. I finally got to the top, when I ran to a room, rats and mice scurried on the floor, when I got to the room I locked the door. Shivering I went and stood in a corner hoping she wouldn't find me. 

&#8220;Let me tell you the tale of the woman who disappeared. It all began in 1989, when a sweet, little baby was born, bustling with excitement and dreams. She was called Taylor and, at the age of 14, her family moved to a bigger town, to follow her passion for music, signing a contract with a promising label. Thrilled about how the plan was working out, she released her first country album. After releasing her fifth album, she was under so much pressure that she no-one saw her for months. Reappearing stronger than ever, she released her sixth album. During those moths she met a very special man, named Joe, with whom she kept a secret relationship. Taylor continued to release music, finally finding true happiness.&#160;She was living the best years of her life, but when she turned 31, she decided that she wanted a different lifestyle. On the 13th of January of that year, they both disappeared and no-one ever saw them again. The legend says that they both headed to a small stone house, covered in ivy, and lived happily ever after,&#8221; I told her, full of passion. Her face lit up, imagining the life of these two mystery people, living in the fantasy of youth.&#160;The chimney was on fire, providing the everlasting homey scent of the cottage, and glowing red to light the room. Three cats laid asleep on the rug before it, spread out comfortably on the floor. From outside I could hear the faint sound of a playing guitar, with a strong, masculine voice singing along to it. The night grew darker and the stars became more visible, as the light from the world faded away. We both sat on the couch, in front of the fireplace, legs crossed, covered by blankets. The little girl filled with curiosity, her eyes were wide open and waiting to hear more; she began wonder what could happen next in the story. I stroked her blonde soft hair, enjoying the experience. It was time for her to leave, so I took her to the door, where her mother awaited. &#8220;See you soon&#8230;Taylor&#8221;

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I was reading the book not an ordinary book it is an extra ordinary book. I went to get my snack when I saw the book vanished from the cyan table. I went to looked everywhere, I looked under the coach and the pool full of snow. I went looked everywhere in my house. I went out to check if it hasn't flew away. I went to the epic war. I went to the mount Everest I went to the moon but it was still not there. there was a glowing reindeer while Santa waved at me. he pointed at my hand but I did not get him. I went to every continent there ever could be. Until i went home to take a bath when I saw the book squashed in my hand. I was looking at myself in the mirror to see what got into me!!!!!

I shouldn't have come here. I shouldn't have listened to Kaya and joined her on this hiking trip. &#8220;Chris, come on, it&#8217;s going to be fun. I&#8217;ve gone here before so there&#8217;s no way we&#8217;ll get lost." Barely 30 minutes in, we were lost in the middle of a forest as it was starting to turn dark. What a fun idea for a trip! While I was sulking like a frustrated 13-year-old, Kaya set up our tents, our beds and a campfire by herself. I was so exhausted. I rushed into the tent, collapsed in my bed, and could feel my consciousness fading away. &#160;&#160;I woke up in the middle of the night to a voice calling out to me. Was it Kaya? &#8220;Hey Chris? Come on, wake up." Her voice sounded a bit distorted, probably since she was talking to me from outside the tent. I went out to see her, but she was nowhere to be found. &#8220;Hey Chris, come on, follow me&#8221;. I couldn't see her, but I followed her voice. Looking back, I saw that we were getting further and further away from the camp. What could she possibly need from me out here? Her voice suddenly stopped. There was no noise, no sound of grass rustling, no cicadas buzzing. Nothing. I looked around and couldn't see Kaya anywhere. Oh, there she was! I vaguely saw her silhouette. &#160;&#160;No, wait a minute, did she always look like this? My eyes were starting to adjust to the dark, and with every passing moment, the silhouette appeared more and more bizarre. Every little detail about it became more apparent, and the thing I once believed to be my friend started looking more like a grotesque caricature of a human. Despite this, it still spoke with Kaya&#8217;s voice. I felt disgusted. I tried to leave slowly, without making any sudden movements, but as soon as I thought I was safe, it dashed towards me and pinned me to the ground. I tried screaming for help, but it was all in vain. We were too far from camp for Kaya to even hear. The creature wrapped its skeletal hands around my neck, my voice growing fainter with every passing moment. I couldn&#8217;t breathe, I was so tired, and eventually, I collapsed. &#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212; I woke up in the middle of the night to a voice calling out to me. Was it Chris? &#8220;Hey Kaya? Kaya wake up&#8221;. His voice sounded a bit distorted. I went out to see him&#8230;

The Story of a Snow Leopard

by Dominik Papp

What is a story? A very simple question. Well, at least that's what you think. A story by definition is "an account of imaginary or real people and events told for entertainment.". So it's about imagination. You need to have an open mind. You have to be creative. No body likes a boring story. Stories also take a ton of effort. A story can be anything from what you had for breakfast today, to what you did on your most recent vacation. That's why I love stories so much. Because they can be about something boring and you could make it so interesting. I am not personally the biggest reader but I do like to write. Also, I love how stories can inspire people to do something. So anything could be a story, and I think I have proved that.

Our story begins where another ends, or so they thought. Herald Throndsen is a 72-year-old grandfather at the end of his life. His family is sitting around him weeping. He is laying in a bed and closes his eyes for what he thinks is the last time. Then he hears a guttural scream. His eyes flash open, and shock hits him. He is looking at himself or at least his body. Then it hit him, he was a ghost. He quickly looked around and could see that it was his mother that had let out the scream. Then she started to cry uncontrollably. He instinctively tried to go and comfort her. Just as his hand was about to reach her shoulder there was a bright flash of light and he was suddenly thrown against the wall. As he did a book fell off the shelf. Everyone in the room spun around and looked at the book. They were all shocked because they had no pets and nothing else could have knocked the book down. Then the unthinkable happened, the book began the float. What they couldn't see was that Herald had picked up the book. Unfortunately, his mother was deeply spiritual, and after the stress of the day and seeing this she let out another cry and slumped in her seat. Then in front of the herald's eyes, a shimmering figure appeared it was his mother. After realization hit both of them Herald took off running. The old woman had started to reach down and grabbed her flip-flops. Then she began to chase herald. They say that she is still chasing to this day.

One morning in October, Jules woke up and got out of bed for the first time in months. She felt like she needed to face her fears and go outside. She drank her black coffee still reconsidering the idea of leaving her home. Already regretting her decision, Jules exited her apartment leaving behind month-old dirty dishes and her malnourished old French bulldog.&#160; During this time, the feminist movement had extended and women were gaining more power than before. Gender equality was almost obtained, but with this came a lot of tension and hatred from men. Sitting in class, she noticed her. It was Willow, the woman who had been appearing in her dreams every night for weeks. She didn&#8217;t look human. This mysterious woman had enormous blue eyes, full bright red lips, she was tall, had long arms and her hair was down to her knees. Willow, looking in a hurry, tried to approach Jules a few times but Jules avoided her because she was scared and confused. Weirded out by that incident, Jules didn&#8217;t leave her apartment the next day. She wondered who was that woman? Why was she always in her dreams? And why did she want to speak with her? After a night of insomnia and reflection, Jules decided to go to class again and agreed to speak with the stranger. Willow explained that women from earth were in danger because men were planning a revolution against gender equality. She proceeded to tell Jules that she came from a parallel universe called Nibiru where every single man was wiped out and she needed Jules&#8217; help to do the same on earth. Septic, Jules asked how the human race survives without men to reproduce and Willow told her that her kind had developed a technology capable of impregnating women. Convinced, Jules agreed and they went on to sacrifice every man on Earth to save women.

On a rainy evening a young lonely bat decided to leave his family because he was getting bullied, Because he couldn't fly so he walked and found an old broken oak tree so he decided to stay there for the night.Night went past and he woke up right at the sunrise it is beautiful don't you think a little bat says who are you? oh sorry i'm bolletli this my home i saw you were wet and cold so i put the fire on and i got us some lunch so just dig in thank you so much and my name is batarang that's a nice name aren't you gonna bite me? NO OF COURSE NOT why did you get bullied? said bolletli yes said batarang because i couldn't fly oh that's not so good well i can teach you really? yes. So then bolletli tought batarang how to fly then batarang was the best race bat in the world.

I still remember that day. Day, when&#160;the doctor told my mom,&#160;&#8220;I am sorry to tell you this, but your daughter has ADHD.&#8217;&#8217; Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder.&#160;I was shocked and so was my mom.&#160;We both didn&#8217;t expect that. I was always an active kid,&#160;I couldn&#8217;t sit still in one place for a long time&#160;and I was getting bored of every single thing, except chess.&#160;Yeah, I am a chess player.&#160;&#160; &#160;When I was five,&#160;my grandpa taught me how&#160;to play. It turned&#160;out that I&#160;was&#160;pretty good at this.&#160;At the age of eleven&#160;I&#160;had&#160;already had&#160;the&#160;title of Grandmaster.&#160;And that&#8217;s why none of us thought that I&#160;could&#160;have ADHD, since chess requires high level of focus.&#160;At first, I was kind of worried. I felt like&#160;I&#160;was&#160;not good enough and that&#8217;s the end of my career.&#160;But&#160;my grandpa helped me realize that it&#8217;s not true at all.&#160;My illness was actually my strong side.&#160;I could see things on&#160;the&#160;chess board&#160;in the way that no&#160;one&#160;else&#160;did, which made me a&#160;powerful&#160;player.&#160;And here I am, stressing out before my&#160;international tournament.&#160;Of course, I&#160;had&#160;played in tournaments before, but never in such a big one.&#160;It took me&#160;a&#160;long time and a lot of hard work to get there.&#160;My mom was dying of pride, and I was dying because of my anxiety.&#160;There were only a few hours left, which passed by like minutes.&#160;I won&#160;the&#160;first round with&#160;ease;&#160;I was playing white.&#160;In&#160;the&#160;second round I played black, but I also won. Third game was the hardest, my opponent was&#160;a really tough player and I played black again.&#160;It ended with a draw.&#160;After&#160;a&#160;few more days it was time for&#160;the&#160;finals.&#160;I was nervous like never before. I was scared that my stress&#160;would&#160;take over me during the game and I&#160;would&#160;lose.&#160;I&#160;could&#160;barely even sleep at night. My mom was&#160;constantly&#160;cheering&#160;me up and repeating that it&#160;would&#160;be okay.&#160;And now, here I&#160;was; sitting in front of my opponent. Luckily, this time I&#160;was&#160;playing white, which&#160;meant&#160;I&#160;got&#160;to do&#160;the&#160;first move. I decided to play my&#160;favorite&#160;opening,&#160;which starts with knights.&#160;My rival wasn&#8217;t very creative with his&#160;beginning, I was able to predict his every move.&#160;But his middle game was very good&#160;and it got me thinking. He was playing very aggressively&#160;and he was focusing more on attack, than on defense, which was his greatest mistake.&#160;I could checkmate him in three more moves and he didn&#8217;t seem to realize that, since he was focused on attacking too much. To be honest, he wasn&#8217;t that great, I thought he&#160;would&#160;be better.&#160;At the end he realized his position was hopeless.&#160;He didn&#8217;t have other choice than to resign the game.&#160; &#160;And I won. I was the winner of this tournament, and it hit&#160;me, once I was already with my mom back home.&#160;&#8220;I told you that you&#160;would&#160;make it,&#8221; she exclaimed,&#160;really happy and proud of her daughter.&#160;I was able to prove everyone that my grandfather was right.&#160;&#8220;An illness should never be able to stop you from achieving your dreams.&#8221;&#160;- those were the last words that he&#160;had&#160;said to me&#160;a&#160;year ago, before he had gone to&#160;heaven.&#160;&#160;

Eine Reise aufs Land Meine Eltern, ich und eine Freundin fahren zu unserem Ferienh&#228;uschen. Ich und meine Freundin machen eine Radtour. Wir einpacken im das Auto, und fahren. Der Kindergarten war unser erstes Treffen. Unsere gute Freundschaft, haben wir fortgesetzt. Mutter and Vater bringen das Ferienh&#228;uschen in Ordnung. Anne und ich fahren mit den Fahrr&#228;dern. Wir dreizehnj&#228;hrige haben viel zu besprechen und lachen viel. Die sonne scheint und es ist wolkenlos. Auf dem Weg singen wir. Um uns herum gibt es viele Schafe und K&#252;he. Danach ein gem&#252;tlich Zeit, halten wir und setzen uns unter einen Baum. Jetzt schmecken die Kekse und der Saft gut. Wir genie&#223;en die Stille. Pl&#246;tzlich h&#246;ren wir ein seltsames Ger&#228;usch. Anne und ich sehen einen gro&#223;en, b&#246;sen Ochsen. Wir klettern schnell auf einen Baum und sind sehr &#228;ngstlich. Endlich wird der Ochse m&#252;de und danach ein klein Zeit, er fahren. Vorsichtig klettern wir unter. Wir werfen unsere Taschen auf den R&#252;cken und fahren schnell mit den R&#228;dern in Richtung Ferienh&#228;uschen. Anne entdeckt, dass mein sch&#246;nes Kleid schmutzig und zerrissen ist. Nach einer ereignisreichen Radtour sind wir hungrig und m&#252;de. W&#228;hrend des Abendessen sprechen Anne und ich &#252;ber Ochsen. Im Nachhinein denken wir, dass der Ochse nicht gef&#228;hrlich war.

There was once a group called the fishy five. Brainy the octopus, Speedy the dolphin, Groovy the sea turtle, Gerald the giant clam and porky the penguin. One day, Brainy was in his coral house. Suddenly, he heard footsteps clapping on the ground. He looked outside and saw the mail fish! "Wow, I've never gotten an envelope!" He said excitedly "Maybe I won the lottery!" when he opened the envelope on the front it said THE PEARL BALL. At the moment his eyes touched the paper he started dialing his friends, hoping they had the invitation. And they did.

It was eight at night and the crew had met up at the entry to King Sharks palace. Brainy had just arrived in his new dinner coat. The second they all walked in flashy lights reflected in their dumbstruck eyes. "Zis place is crazy!" yelled Porky over booming music."Dunno bout' you dudes but I gonna go to the snack place" said Groovy. While Gerald, Groovy and Porky got snacks, Speedy and Brainy went on the dance floor and saw Shrimpy the shrimp. He waved at them, and they waved back. Gerald, Groovy, and Porky came back from their 3 course meal and everyone could tell their bellies were already bigger. "Man i'mz so ztuffed dat un thanks giving, they ate mez instead of ze ztuffing" said porky. Suddenly, the room went dark. Everyone looked up at the glass ceiling and saw a giant metal scrap falling toward the palace! In less then a second, a giant submarine fell on Shrimpy! It was horrible. Every party member evacuated. The five were in shock, too frightened to move. "Yes! He is gone!" screamed King Shark joyfully. "Why did you say this with joy?" said groovy, confused. "Because, Shrimpy knew I wanted the only race in the sea to be sharks! So I waited. And finally the crabs came to me with news that a submarine was passing these parts. I set a trap and my shark army attacked. I thought Shrimpy would be at the middle of the floor, because his ultimate hip dance move thing-a-majiggy. So I guided the ship until it was over the great glass ceiling and I waited until it cracked! Now now, I bet my shark guards would love to eat you. But, I will need to question you." said King Shark."Take them away!" And with that, giant hands grabbed them and started leading them to their doom. As they were walking away, Gerald looked back towards the submarine with a hopeful glance and what he saw shocked him. A human face was in the cracked window. "Guys I just saw a human face in the submarine!" The room they were put in was dark. They were pushed in metal chairs and chained up. They heard the big door shut and they were all by themselves. "We have to get the human to the surface or the he will lose oxygen!" said Groovy."Don worry dudes, I tink I can squirm ou deez thangs." said Porky. And with that his little penguin body wriggled out of the chains."Oke werez dat key?" said Porky. "Az yes." When they walked out of the room, the corridor had greasy metal walls. "Here's the submarine!" said Speedy, in a whisper. The five ran to Speedy and to their surprise the submarine had moved from the ball room! "Wow it moved!" said Brainy with surprise in his tone. The room that the submarine was in wasn't all too shabby. It had beige wooden walls, big windows and a rug that stretched out into the entire room! "We got to go in and see how the humans doing." said Gerald. they all went in the door and tried to open it. It was locked. "Gerry, nock the door open, wouldja'?" said groovy. "My honor." Gerald replied. and in the blink of an eye the door knocked down. "Hey guys how ya doin? I was just chillin with Freddy. He's a human and he can understand me!" said a familiar voice."Shrimpy!" they all shrieked with joy. "Yea yea, Come in!" They all walked into the now rusty submarine, And there was a human. "Wow, I didn't really think there was a human." said Gerald."We got to get the ship to the surface and on land and I have an idea!" said brainy. "We push the submarine out of the window with all of us in it and, and...Thats the part I don't know." "We should just go on with the plan as it is for now." said Gerald confidently."I bet we could come up with something soon." Everyone agreed on that so Gerald came out of the submarine and started pushing the submarine."You ukay back theiw Gewwy?" said porky "yup, i'm fine, totally fine." grunted Gerald. "Wait dudes, I think I have the- aaaaaaa!!!!!" screamed Groovy. "Please spare meeeee!!!" "THUNK" the submarine had just hit the ground. They all walked out,The horizon looking back at them "Wow, that was easier than thought." said Gerald "wait do you hear that?" It was like a loud thundering. "Gee, I didn't now it rained underwater." said Speedy, very confused what was happening. And as they looked around they saw a horrific sight. Thousands of shark guards were running towards them."Im gownna dieeeee!!!!!" yelled porky. "lowd hewp meee!!!!" They picked up the submarine and all started to run with It in their hands, Going deeper into the water. They saw creatures they had never seen before, but merely to glance at them the fright of death consuming their brains. "I can b-barley breath." huffed Gerald "Their gonna catch up to us if we don't keep running!" said brainy, glancing behind to see if they had caught up. And they had. The guards were feet away, with spears as sharp as swords. At the moment they glanced back, they all hit a wall. "Wait, I have a plan!!" said Groovy, and at that moment the most ear splitting whistle came from Groovy's mouth."WHY DO YOU HAVE TO DO THAT" coughed speedy over the noise."Wait, just wait dudes." said Groovy. Suddenly, a rumbling sound came behind Mount Gill (the biggest mountain in all of the ocean) and a GIANT blue whale appeared! "Sup dudes, you called?", every word rumbling the ocean bottom. " Sup Cornelius, I need you to bring this sub to land." Groovy replied."Dang, thought that was me chance." and with that, Cornelius knocked the submarine on his back and rode into the distance. Remember those shark people that were chasing them? Well, they caught up and are bringing the Five straight up the volcano at the top of Mount Gill to their DOOM and the Five were tied up. "As you see the lava will hurt sooo much that you will evaporate, and then your ashes will melt, and then blah blah blah," said King Shark, droning on. Speedy looked around and to his surprise he saw Shrimpy behind King Shark, inching toward the king with his hands out in a pushing position."So as you see," said king shark, now at the edge of the volcano "you will melt so badly... well, yeah you'll melt." And at that moment, Shrimpy pushed King Shark into the volcano. "AAAAAAAAAA" bellowed King Shark "You will pay!!!" and with that, he was gone. Okay so now it's happily ever after, right? Wrong! The shark guards hadn't gone and were standing as still as a rock. "He... he gone?" whimpered one of the guards. "KILL THEM!" shouted another. Suddenly, they were charging. "HALT!" cried Shrimpy. "You will serve me now since I have killed your leader." And with that, the shark guards started marching towards the castle."Aw man" said one of them. "I'll get the news out that King Shark was a wimp, you guys go to your houses, okay?" said Shrimpy. "Okay", they replied and started walking away together.

In the beginning, there was a lonely giant tree.&#160; The tree lived for many years alone, with nothing. After years and years alone the tree was overcome with loneliness and began to cry. As the tree cried it shook and waved; debris began to fall. The tears of the tree became the grand oceans of Earth and the falling leaves became the land of Earth, the dew from the leaves became the Earth&#8217;s rivers and lakes. The seeds from the tree fell, but because the tree was sad they only grew to a small size; they became the forests of the Earth. The tree eventually stopped crying and noticed what it had created. The tree was happy because it was no longer alone.&#160;But the Earth did not know about the tree. So the Earth became lonely, and as the Earth got lonelier and lonelier it got more and more frustrated. Eventually, the Earth became so frustrated, it started to jump up and down; when it did this the Earth shook and the elements at the bottom came to the top and the elements at the top went to the bottom. The Earth shook for three months and over this time all the elements combined and mixed together and created humans and animals. When the Earth saw that it had created life, it became happy and stopped shaking. The Earth was now mostly happy, except when displeased by humans or animals. In these moments of displeasure, Earth would cry, creating floods, or, become angry and shake the world with devastating earthquakes. Over time Earth became older and older and grew weary of keeping an eye on humans and animals all of the time, so Earth created the Gods: Cia the God of humans, Fath the God of animals, and Saples the God of forests. Cia and Fath were lazy gods though, so they created sub-gods to represent nations of humans and species of animals. War was started when the sub-gods of two nations fought; animals became extinct when the Gods of their species were too distracted with their battles to care for them. Saples was the only God that stayed loyal to Earth and did not create sub-gods. Saples took care of the forests as best it could but the shortcomings of Gods Cia and Fath and the constant fights of their sub-gods was devastating to the forests. Eventually, Cia and Fath and all of their sub-gods warred themselves to death. Saples was the only God left. Earth felt sad for Saples so Earth rewarded Saples with the ability to grow a giant tree. As the new tree grew, it sapped the last of the original giant tree&#8217;s energy, draining the earth and Saples of their life source. And all that remained was a lonely giant tree.&#160;&#160;

We have to hurry. The humans are coming. But, we, the Gelinitelce will survive. I know I say that, but we have almost nowhere to go on Kilos. We can't even flee on other planets, because they already control space pathways. We can see the spaceship and the robots landing and destroying everything in their path!! I have to survive too. Where is my Mom? I need to get to her before running away. &#8220;Mom, where are you?&#8221; I yell in the house. &#8220;Sab, hurry, go take your energy shield and your interference bomb! Just the important!&#8221; My mom shouts back at me. I run to the table at the center of the house, take the black box and put it in my pocket and do the same with a blue ball. My mom caught up with me, and as the procedure said, we hurried to the carjet. These speed transports were used to flee from the robots. The carjet started flying away by itself because it didn&#8217;t need any driver. I have to stay calm! I know panicking does not help. The screen that shows us our kind being killed doesn&#8217;t help in any way. Also, I know that they can catch up with us, even with the crazy speed of the carjets. While closing the screen, I ask my mom, &#8220;why do the humans keep attacking us?&#8221; &#8220;Sab, it&#8217;s not the humans but the robots that attack us. The humans started attacking us one hundred thousand years ago, but our spies at that time said that they could not find any humans anywhere 1 thousand years after the start of the one-sided war. The humans were nowhere to be found, but the robots were continuing the war. They continued to attack Kilos and the other planets in the neighbourhood. The robots continued like that, in the same way, until today.&#8221;

Suddenly we received an announcement in the carjet. &#8220;The robots have destroyed our destination, we will head now for Saillonara. &#8220;

Ah, they are doing the same thing over and over, because it works. So, humans created robots to do the same task over and over. Those man-made machines conquered territory and attacked civilizations that posed a threat to their expansion. I also think that humans somehow became instinct. My mom interrupted my thinking to say that we arrived at Saillonara. We walked the street. I think I was about to realize something. So, if there is no one to control them, no one can stop them anymore. They are just some programs doing what they were asked to do. Boom! I know it! The same strategy! Boom! Boom! The robots are already at Saillonara! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The weather was getting colder and the days started to get longer. I was standing in the porterhouse, hesitating to get in. I was sweating all the water of my body because I was scared. On my right, there was an elegant, majestic , beautiful brown wooden staircase . While I was admiring it, I heard a strange noise and I saw a big shadow on the other side of the house. I decided to run in the staircase to get away from the weird thing I heard. The bloody colour of the walls on the second floor didn&#8217;t help me to feel comfortable in this house. At the end of the hallway, I could see a small room. On the other side , I saw a frightening, bloodcurdling, terrifying doll. It was the shadow! Since my young age, they have always been my biggest fear. The scary thing started to run after me, so I walked faster and then I got in the room. I tried to find an escape but I couldn&#8217;t find anything except a closet. I decided to hide myself in it, but at the same time, I saw the scary doll standing in the doorframe. She said something that still haunts me to this day "Why are you always refusing to play with me? Today, I&#8217;ll force you to play with me!&#8221; My throat was tightened, I had goosebumps all over my body and I was hoping to wake up from a scary dream. In the closet, there was a baseball bat and with all my courage, I grabbed it and knocked out the doll. I got out of the room and I ran down the stairs. I saw the front door of the house but there were two enormous cadenas. While I was trying to unlock them, the scary doll had already caught me up. I knew it was the end because I felt a heavy pressure on my stomach and it almost took my breath away. A few minutes later, I woke up in my bed and my cat was sitting on my belly. I have never felt so relieved!

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Fairies are born from a special flower called Dandelions. The seeds on the Dandelion are the fairies waiting to be born, so when you blow on it the fairies fly and they find the other fairies. At night fairies glow like fireflies. Eventually, a fairy finds a unicorn to ride with. When you cloud watch, keep a lookout for a unicorn jumping from cloud to cloud. If you see an old stump surrounded by Dandelions, a fairy lives there. When you wish on a Dandelion you are really wishing on a fairy so when you blow on it the fairy flies to the queen fairy and grants your wish.

One day a girl named Joey got her first camera. Joey was so happy to use it. She wanted to show her friends her new camera so she invited them over. 1 hour past and all of her friends arrived. " Yeah, for Christmas I got this sick new camera, isn't it cool?," She asked her friends. They all nodded yes. Joey started to get the party going and asked her friends what snacks they want. In the kitchen there was joey whipping up some guacamole her dad taught her to make when she was younger. She wanted to take a picture to. make the memories last for the night. *CLICK* the camera went.She let them sit for a little. 2 hours past and Joey looked back at the pictures.Joey saw nothing really weird in the back ground. I was tall and scary. Joey was terrified. Now every picture she takes, It always there. Joey just started to live with it....

The sun blazed down on the desert. No water in sight, not even a drip in the sandy dried up river. A dog walked silently in the heat, his head low. His face was scarred and he was very skinny. Even though he was extremly tired, hungry, and thirsty, he could not rest. He feared that if he did he would be haunted by the spirits of the desert, even when he died the spirits would haunt him.

For the first time all day the dog lifted his head and he saw light, not the cold moonlight but the warm light of windows and street lights, he also realized that he was no longer walking on sand but soft, cool dirt. Energy rushed into him and he ran as fast as his tired legs could take him toward the city.

He was now running happily on the side walks of the town. As he was joyfully looking around he realized how tired he felt but this time instead of ignoring it he sighed happily and fell asleep in a dark but comforting ally.

When he woke he saw a little girl looking at him with curios eyes. The dog wasn't sure what to think of the girl and hesitated to go any closer. He decided it was worth a try. Cautiously he crept forward. The girl picked him up, petting him lovingly. And for the first time in his life, the dog felt at home.

One Monday morning, Ella got dressed and went into the bathroom to brush her teeth and hair. When she looked into the mirror, there were two red dots on her face. Ella thought, "Maybe I could just cover it up with a bit of makeup." She covered her face, ate breakfast, and took the bus to school. Later that night, Ella removed her makeup, and went to bed. The next morning, she did her same routine. She got dressed and went to the bathroom to brush her teeth and hair. When she looked into the mirror the second time, she saw the same two red dots, and many small cuts and bruises on her face. Again, she covered it with makeup. At school, she got in trouble by drawing on her teacher's computer, and making the background a knife. When she came home, her parents were mad. While her parents were talking to her, Ella puts an attitude on and left the room. A few hours passed, and Ella went to sleep. The next morning, Ella did not feel like herself at all. She didn't get dressed. She went into the bathroom and looked at herself. Her face had two red dots, small cuts and bruises, white face paint, and her hair was messy. She had turned into a clown. When she looked at herself, she didn't even make a face. It felt normal to her. When she went down the stairs, her mother said, "Good morning, Ella. Get on the bus! You are goi-. AHHHHH!! ELLA!" Ella's father and sister heard all the screaming, and went downstairs to see what was going on. They started screaming too! Ella grabbed a knife, and started chasing her mom, dad, and sister. She had really turned into a clown. Running around the house, Ella was able to hurt her parents and sister, and was ready to see the world.

The Abduction

By: Steven Bertone

The Not-So-Great Birthday Party

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Sch&#246;ne Blume (Beautiful flower)

He saw the light of day at an unknown place in an unknown period of time. The only thing that mattered was what he saw and how he perceived it. As he began to open his eyes, the first and only thing he saw was white brightness. The next thing he heard was a voice, an old, grainy voice. He spoke in a language he understood but didn't know was. "Welcome BEN." He turned his head to face his creator. His face was old and had a gentle smile. "My name is Dr. Macree. How are you feeling?" Everything was fine to BEN, no discomfort, no pain. He felt just fine. Except he had no eyes like the ones his creator had. Instead optical receptors acted like eyes. His face wasn't like his creator 's either. A box similar to an old television acted like his face. The doctor explained what he was, a robot. One that was for great strength and yet so very gentle. The doctor explained everything and BEN listened. The doctor gently tugged his dark metal arm to stand up. His first steps were far from perfect. He'll learn though, he'll learn so much. The old man was patient and took him to a room. A room with walls you can see through, it was filled with large green organisms. The doctor walked him though the room explaining that they were in a greenhouse filled with wonderful plants. Five years passed after his first moments of life with the doctor. He learned so much and done so much in his time alive. Despite it all he didn't learn other feelings, all he knew was that he was fine. No pain, no discomfort. He walked towards the doctors room to find him on the ground. Motionless. BEN kneeled at the doctors body. Slowly moving a hand to feel the mans chest. He quickly drew it away. He knew what was happening, the doctor explained it to him when one of the plants were wilted and brown. Death. The very thing that had struck the doctor. His body shook, circuitry growing static and looming shade went over BEN. He wanted to scream and yell, but he couldn't. BEN sat there staring at the doctors cold body. He didn't know at the time, the thing he felt was the first emotion he discovered. Sorrow.

Uninvited Guest

I remember once when I was 7 years-old I went to live with my Grandparents in a village for a month. The village I was going to live in was famous for having experienced a long series of murders. At first I was nervous and my first few nights in the village was horrible as threads and threads of nightmares kept flooding my mind, but after a few days I started making friends and played around with a bunch of kids loittering here and there and I was fortunately never alone. I was pretty sad leaving the village since I had grown attached to the kids living there especially a girl named Krista. She and I had become the best of friends in the short time we spent together. On the ride back to the city my grandma asked me if I enjoyed my stay with them and I said, "Mhm, I liked playing with the kids like me there especially Krista she was very nice." My grandmother was confused. Later I found out why ... all the kids my age in the village were killed about 2 years ago.

My name is Oola, I am an alien trapped inside Area 51. I arrived in my UFO with my group. We crash landed into a desert and do not have the power to return to Jupiter, our home. We were taken away by people in black suits and black sunglasses. We aren't sure who they are, but they look nothing like Aliens. The people are running experiments on us aliens. We don't know what's next from here. They've given us shots of fluids unknown to us. They've tried to wipe our memories but they fail every time, our brains are too advanced, but are weakened by the atmosphere on this planet. We need urgent help. We need a friendly being from this planet. To help us communicate with our home planet. This is what you must do. First, find our ship using a compass. When you are within 5 miles of our ship, the magnetic force will be stronger than the magnetic north pole. When you find our ship, enter the following code: &#55357;&#56646;&#65038;&#9758;&#65038;&#9872;&#65038;&#11047;&#65038;&#9996;&#65038;&#10066;&#65038;&#9807;&#65038;&#55357;&#56397;&#65038;&#9633;&#65038;&#9633;&#65038;&#9679;&#65038;. Once inside the airship, press the button that has a symbol that looks like this: &#9803;&#65038;. This will send a signal to all nearby UFOs to come to rescue us from this underground facility.

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This boy has become a TikTok boy. What are we going to do?!?! ''I know how to fix it'', someone said. "Who said that" Dylan said. "I did", The TikTok doctor said proudly. "I work with cases like this all the time", he said. "Lets go"! he said. "And were are we going," Dylan said. "We are going to the TikTok hospital, where all TikTok addicts get a cure for all this nonsense," he said. "Finally, there's a cure for this," Dylan said. Then the doctor took him to the TikTok hospital. "The only cure for this takes a lot of time, NO SCREEN TIME FOR A WEEK!" The TikTok doctor yelled. NOOOOOO please no don't do it," The TikTok Boi begged. The tiktok doctor yanked his phone out of his hands. The TikTok Boi begged everyday for but he didn't get it. He got sad and then one day sadly, he passed away days later due to withdraws.

They've been hyping this game up since it was announced. I don't understand why, we are meant to blow out this team by 50. Their best player is worse than our worst player, they have no chance. Now here comes gameday. Leading up to the game later that day everything was pretty much normal. There was the usual amount of encouragement, but weirdly there was no trash talk from the other team. The locker room before the game was buzzing as we were all excited to finally get a blowout this season. Our coach then gave us a pep talk that made us even more excited for this game, there was no way we could lose now. It's Gametime. The ref threw the ball up and we won the tip-off. We took the ball down the court ran our opening play and hit a three, we had the momentum. We rode that momentum through the rest of the first half. Then at halftime, we didn't care anymore there was no way we could lose, we were just going to try and win by 60, but as we came back onto the court we weren't ready for what the other team had in store for us. The other team came out and seemed almost confident even though they were down 30 points, despite that they came down the floor and scored on their first possession. They couldn't miss the rest of the quarter. They were only down 4 going into the fourth quarter. They came back and it was back and forth the rest of the quarter, then with three seconds left we hit a clutch shot and go up two points with 5 seconds left. They get the ball in and pass it to my man, I wasn't ready and he shot it... SWISH! It is the worst feeling in the world when you let down your team and even worse when they blame you for it. As my teammates and coach were yelling at me I could only think about how this could be my final game.

It all started when I was 5 years old. My dad became the president of a big tobacco farm. He made a lot of money by directing this business and was himself a smoker. The government was putting a lot of regulations on the tobacco industry because of its dangers. Those restrictions were slowing the farm&#8217;s development until they completely restricted the production of tobacco in 2040. It didn&#8217;t stop the production even though it was illegal. I wasn&#8217;t the son of a tobacco farm director anymore I was the son of a mafia boss. Our house got raided a lot of times by the cops, but we had security and ways to escape already prepared. Living like this was pretty hard. We had to move a lot. I couldn&#8217;t go to school with the other kids so I lost all my friends, it&#8217;s like we were almost living secretly. We always succeeded in escaping because of my dad&#8217;s contacts. But nobody is strong enough to compete with the government.One time, there was no coming back.That time my father went out on the balcony to smoke a cigarette when we heard a big noise. Everybody got alerted and ran to the balcony where my father was laying on the ground with a bullet in the head. This shows the dangers of cigarettes.

A shiver ran up my spine. The air was oddly cold for San Fransico during summertime. Even by the docks, where the air was usually cooler anyways. "Are they almost here?" whined my younger sister Elizabeth. "Soon," I insisted. We were waiting for the ships to roll into port, for Elizabeth dreamed of becoming a sailor as an adult. Although our parents did not support her unwomanly decision, after a long tantrum, they caved in and let me walk her down to the bay. It's not my ideal way of enjoying a Saturday, of course, but it's better than staying cooped up in our small house with Elizabeth wailing until she's cried out enough tears to create a flood. Eventually, a massive boat docked itself, and its passengers began to disembark. Each person was filled with conversation, some English, others in a foreign language. My sister and I stood out of the way and watched as the strangers passed by, one by one. It all seemed perfectly normal at first, however, as the crowd continued moving I noticed plump gray rats finding their way through the maze of human legs. I chose to ignore them, not wanting to cause a commotion and waited until the boat had left to tell Elizabeth what I had seen.

The next weekend, Elizabeth decided she wanted to go back to the docks. I expected it to go just as it did the last weekend. My parents say no, Elizabeth throws a tantrum, and then Elizabeth gets her way. However, this time went entirely different. My parents told us to have a seat at the table, that they had to tell us something important. Mother spoke first. "There has been news of a deadly plague nearby. Rumors have it that foreign travelers have brought their unwanted germs to us. Father and I have decided that it would be best to stay away from the docks for now." Next, Father said his piece. "Of course, this will all go away soon enough, and it's nothing to be worried about. How about you girls go play in the yard while Mother and I discuss some more?" Father patted my head and I ran outside, grateful for not having to waste my Saturday once again.

That Monday, Elizabeth did not go to school. She claimed she wasn't feeling well, although I believe it was revenge for my parents refusing to allow us to go down to the docks. However, it was a stupid idea because Mother locked Elizabeth in her room, insisting she had the plague. I was sent to school, but when I arrived home, something seemed off. The door was wide open, and all the lights were shut off. The house smelled of rotten eggs and felt humid and hot. I ran upstairs to greet my parents and Elizabeth, but no one was there. I walked over to Elizabeth's bedroom door and knocked. No one answered. I knocked again, hoping she would open the door, but once again, no answer. So I opened it myself, ignoring her rule of knocking before entering. And there she was. Her mouth and eyes were wide open, her skin as pale as a ghost. I knelt down and checked her pulse. Nothing. A shiver ran up my spine.

I don&#8217;t know how, but I&#8217;m in 2121... Less than 5 seconds ago, I was in 2021 but now I&#8217;m 100 years in the future. I think it happened in the alley when I fell. Then, when I woke up I was in a completely different world. What do I mean when I say that I&#8217;m in a new world, is that I don&#8217;t recognize anything. Everything has changed. I decided to take a walk to see where I was and how I will be able to go back to 2021. But now I don&#8217;t recognize anything, I&#8217;m sure I&#8217;m on Earth because I see a lot of humans. But they are different. I mean they all wear weird clothes. They&#8217;re not even walking in the street. They're just standing on some kind of skateboard that floats about 15 centimetres above the street. Why are they not even watching where they&#8217;re going? They just look at an image transmitted by their watch and tap on it as if it was a phone. Maybe it&#8217;s called iPhone 98. The craziest thing is clearly all the cars that are flying above us. It&#8217;s like a highway but without the street and 50 meters higher. They are even robots that look and act like humans! The building has also changed a lot. They are all white with a lot of glasses and there is a lot of technology that I have never seen everywhere. Man, I didn't think the world would be like that in the future! It&#8217;s a world where everybody is safe, and where the technology is everywhere. Now I&#8217;m confused, I don&#8217;t know what to do! Do I go back to 2021 or do I stay in this futuristic world? I know I wanna go back to 2021 to see my family and my friends, but at the same time in this world I can do things I couldn't even imagine. The future is so beautiful and so intriguing at the same time. It&#8217;s the perfect world to live!

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The Lions Who Went To Another DIMENSION

One cold and stormy night, Evelyn a 13 year old girl was getting ready to go to sleep. Evelyn brushed her teeth, and put on her pajamas. Then she laid down on her bed and drifted into a deep sleep. She saw herself wake up and go down stairs to eat breakfast with her grandparents. Evelyn would be spending 3 weeks with them in their beach house in Florida. Her parents were in Montana waiting for her to come home. Then, she ate her scrumptious waffles. It took her 5 minutes to gobble up the waffles and walk up stairs. After, Evelyn brushed her teeth and picked out her favorite outfit which was her sports T shirt and workout shorts. Later, she went back downstairs and came up to her grandparents in the dining room reading a letter. Then she noticed, they were crying. Evelyn asked them what was wrong and her grandmother said, &#8220;Oh well, I guess you would have found out one way or the other. This letter is from your dad, he said that while you were gone your mother had a heart attack and she um..... she died honey.&#8221; Then just like that, Evelyn started crying and ran upstairs and slammed her bedroom door. She just couldn&#8217;t believe it. And that was when she realized that she was seeing this. So, she opened her eyes and found herself in her bedroom sweating. Evelyn checked the time and she saw that it was the middle of the night. Then she decided to call her dad and asked him if mom died. He said, &#8220;Evelyn, when did you come up with this nonsense. Your mother is right here. She is not dead.&#8221; Evelyn was so relieved, so she went back to sleep.

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Andreas and Mortiz, two German men, were walking into the unexplored wilderness of the German redwoods, preparing for the cold winter. They needed to get their hands on some fresh meat. The winter breeze tickled their skins as they entered the deep forest. Wolves howled from a distance. Guns locked and loaded, aiming up and down, side to side. Movement caught their eyes in the dark - a creature with big horns and four legs; it was running towards them.&#160; Fear entered their bodies as the creature came closer and closer; its shadow getting larger and larger. 'BAM!' Mortiz shot into the dark. The creature fell out of the shadow with antlers sticking out - to their relief, it was a deer. "What was it running from?" asked Mortiz. "Don&#8217;t know, let's just take the corpse and leave, this place is giving me goosebumps," responded Andreas. So they took the corpse with all their strength and carried it backwards; it was then they realised&#160;they weren't alone.&#160; On their way back, they saw something clinging to a tree with black robes jangling off it. Whatever it was, jumped from the towering, terrifying tree and let out a tremendous scream that was unbearable to hear. It had a black exoskeleton with razor sharp teeth and claws - no eyes, no nose, just a black walking skeleton. With their hearts pumping faster than ever, they fired shots; the entity barely flinched. "BAM, BAM, BAM!" shots fired - again, it barely flinched. The entity pounced, scratched the air and bit&#160;logs; it was fast, and it was angry.&#160;'Give meeeee foooood'!&#160;it screeched in that same unbearable voice, barely understandable. The first thought that crossed the hunters' minds was the dead deer. They ran back towards the deer with crossed fingers, pleading that it would leave them alone. All of a sudden, the entity went silent, dug its claws into the deer, and dragged the corpse into the dark. The hunters ran away, with their hearts almost out of their chests.&#160;They were being watched.&#160;&#160;

He had just woken up. He had just woken up from another horrible night. Thomas had problems sleeping. He had been dealing with insomnia for a while now, since he was 19 years old and did not know how to come out to his mom.&#160; His relationship with her was great. They had always been close. He was scared&#8230; he was scared he would ruin their relationship by coming out. She knew something was wrong. She could feel it. She, after all, was his mother and knew him better than anyone. That morning, as he was eating alone, his mom joined him. She told him about her concerns and so they talked. She told him she had called a therapist. She understood he might not want to talk to her about everything, but he needed to talk to someone. He didn&#8217;t believe in therapy but went to his appointment with an open mind. He stepped into the building and saw him getting in the elevator. The most beautiful young man he had ever seen. He rushed to the stairs. He needed to see him again. But as he arrived on the second floor, he noticed he was gone. And so, disappointed, he found his way to his therapist. He opened the door and saw him again, the same man. He couldn&#8217;t believe it, what a coincidence! He tried putting aside the fact that he might&#8217;ve just fallen in love and he opened up. He explained everything and he felt good. He had never told anyone about his sexuality before... he felt lighter than ever. As he got up to leave, he had completely forgotten about his crush&#8230; and that&#8217;s when he spoke. Thomas turned around. He looked shocked. The therapist repeated once again: &#8220;Would you go on a date with me? just one? please.&#8221; And so Thomas did. They talked, they talked, they talked, and Thomas revealed his strong feelings but also explained how he couldn&#8217;t jeopardize his relationship with his mom for someone he had just met. He wanted it to work, he really did, but just couldn&#8217;t bring himself to talk to his mother. He walked home with a heavy heart and tried getting his therapist out of his head, but once there, he realized he couldn&#8217;t. He thought maybe he&#8217;d try and talk to her... And after loads of tears and tissues, he felt good. And maybe it was his mother&#8217;s comforting words, but he decided to call him. &#8220;Would you go on a date with me? Just one? Please.&#8221; And so the therapist did.

A father was reading a magazine and his little daughter distracted him. To keep her busy, he tore one page on which was printed the map of the world. He tore it into pieces and asked her to make the map again. He was sure she would take the whole day to get it done. But the little one came back in minutes with the perfect map. When he asked her how she could do it so quickly, she said, "Oh Dad, there is a man's face on the other side of the paper. I made the face perfect to get the map right."

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I opened my eyes and groaned in annoyance as my alarm clock went off in the distance. I could already hear the sounds of cars and people screaming at each other. It was far too early for this, but today was the day, Rock Paper Scissors Day. Over the past few years, NYC has become extremely overpopulated that the city had to come up with a plan. Once a year on July 19, the entire city gathers in Central Park to play a game of rock paper scissors. All people ages 14-18 go to the center to play. Everyone is paired up by drawing a name from the hat. Each game is best 2 out of 3, the winner gets to go home and the loser is sent off to an island 28,000 miles southeast of NYC, never to be seen again. When my name was called, I stepped up to the hat and grabbed a piece of paper. I felt my heart drop as I saw the name of my sister Layla. I looked into the crowd and saw my mother's face go pale. My sister is only 14, she hasn't gotten to live yet. Her red ponytail swayed back and forth as she walked up to me and gave me a big hug. I don't think she fully understood what was happening, but I did. I knew only one of us was going home and it had to be her. I looked into her dark green eyes and told her that everything would be okay. They started the first game and I had no idea what I was going to do. They started counting down and I decided to go with paper, Layla went with scissors. Maybe this would all work out, all I had to do was lose. In the second game, I chose to do scissors, but to my surprise Layla did paper. It all relied on this last game. Either I lose this game or I lose her.

&#8220;No Goofy, we can&#8217;t just wander into a vicious cave without ever hearing from it, it&#8217;s madly insane. Look, why don&#8217;t we just set foot for that loving village and prepossessing meadow&#8221;. Goofy thought, and then told Henry, &#8220;Suit yourself, I&#8217;m going into the deep dark dank cave as you say,&#8221; and laughing, he left. Henry, stressed, thought of what to do. He decided to go to the village, when something flowed through his body. He was sad, missed Goofy and he couldn&#8217;t leave him. What if he was in trouble? He would help. Henry ran following Goofy&#8217;s steps. He couldn&#8217;t stop thinking about him, what if he was facing death? When from nowhere, a steep bluff appeared, which made Henry fall savagely, like a little sausage, down. Fiercely he grabbed to a rock that was sticking out. He barked for help, but there was no help beyond the cave, and he tried to climb up, but it was useless.&#160; When there were no hopes&#160;that consoled him, Goofy appeared from nowhere to be seen. He asked &#8220;What are you doing here?&#8221; &#8220;I had a presage that said you were in trouble,&#8221; said Henry. &#8220;Really? A presage?&#8221; laughed Goofy. &#8220;You really accomplished it. Just throw me the rope!&#8221; said Henry. He threw the rope, which sank down into darkness. Henry tried stretching and finally reached it. &#8220;Ahhhhhhhh!&#8221; shouted Henry. &#8220;What now?&#8221; &#8220;A...a...a beeeear!&#8221; panicked Henry. &#8220;Hahahaha! Dude, just stop it all ready. Pull me up,&#8221; said Henry when a loud roar echoed through the cave. &#8220;Was that a....&#8221; &#8220;Yess!&#8221; snapped Henry. &#8220;Just leave, save yourself.&#8220; &#8220;Never!&#8221; said Goofy and he started pulling with the bear very close. Goofy pulled and Henry climbed, until finally reaching the top. The bear was looking at them strangely. They flew through the cave probably making the 500 metres world record and, at the meadow, they threw themselves down and rested smelling the beautiful flowers.

The Attorney and Her Soul Mate

The story of the four great heroes Hamzah Malkawi

It's Hunting You By Grigory Crestov

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I'm sure we're all aware about the deaf community, or people who can't hear like you and me. Imagine loosing your hearing for life- you can't listen to music, TV, and other people. Exaggerated mouth movements are confusing, you have to actually see the mouth of the person talking, shouting is unreadable, group discussions are impossible, etc.

Without hearing, life is a lot harder, as a result these people are treated like children. Everyone seeing them as "that deaf kid" can really stick. When you are given a label, it really becomes real when you accept it, and it's harder to change it. This displays deaf people to think that they need to change, or try to get rid of their loss of hearing to be what they think is "normal".

Self consciousness can be a more common trait that some deaf people might posses, sometimes bringing them to be afraid of human interaction, because they're afraid that the person they are talking to might know them as "the deaf kid" before they actually get to know that them. It's easier them feel isolated. A majority deaf people wear a hearing aid to help them hear better, but that's only step one. With a hearing aid, you can hear the sounds that are made, but sometimes it's difficult to reciprocate. 

Sometimes when people approach a deaf person, they tend to "over-help", not speaking normally, or even bringing up the fact that that person is deaf. Or saying something that might be offensive. That can make the deaf person feel uncomfortable, or embarrassed. Once, when I was younger (in a different state), I was in the car with my mom, and we were driving in a neighborhood, and I saw a yellow sign which read, "Deaf Community", indicating that that street was where deaf people lived. I was really confused. Why couldn't deaf people live where people who could hear lived?

As soon as people stop treating deaf people like their diseased, (which there're not) and start treating them like you would treat a non-deaf person, it just might help. Despite being able to hear, sometimes we can't listen to the the deaf community's universal plea for acceptance.

One week ago, my rehabilitation process restarted. I was clean for two-and-a-half months, but everything changed two weeks ago when I decided to throw myself back into dating.&#160; After rehab, I felt pretty mediocre about myself. To make myself feel better about having finally conquered drug abuse, I decided to download a dating app. I matched with a girl named Sophia, and she seemed perfect. Her favourite dish was her mother&#8217;s homemade pepperoni pizza, her favourite song was Edith Piaf&#8217;s &#8220;La Vie en Rose,&#8221; and her favourite travel destination was Switzerland.&#160; After our date, I walked her back to her place and we said our goodbyes. She gave me a peck on the cheek, but it didn&#8217;t make me feel anything. I wasn&#8217;t happy, excited, or sad. All I felt was the cold autumn breeze gently brushing my face.&#160; On the walk back to my apartment, I kept asking myself why I couldn&#8217;t allow myself to feel happy. I stopped at the red light right in front of my apartment. It turned green, but I stayed frozen, trying to figure out what my issue was. It could have been the fact that I felt pressured by society to love the first woman I saw, to marry her, to give her a fairytale life. I knew I couldn&#8217;t though, I had just left rehab after all. There was no way I could give anyone an amazing life. In fact, there was no purpose in me being a functioning member of society because society doesn&#8217;t need someone who can&#8217;t even cross the street.&#160; &#8220;If only I had told her my story. If only I had taken a leap of faith and decided to tell her what was wrong with me. After all, people change people,&#8221; I thought to myself.&#160;After realizing this, I turned around and ran. By the time I arrived at my destination, I was breathing heavier than mother nature, who was starting to concoct a storm. I entered the convenience store and talked to the guy who owned it. He gave me everything I desperately needed. I ran back home, took out the bags he gave me, and that&#8217;s when it happened. Life finally felt good again.

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He had one hour to make it home or he would be in big trouble! It was eight o&#8217;clock when Jeff was walking from his school. He was with his friends from four-thirty to seven-thirty. After he had lunch at home, he decided to hang out with his friends. He met his friends at a park near his school. They were a group of four friends.&#160; In the park, they saw something strange, very strange! There was a hole in the ground behind a bunch of bushes that was nearly impossible to see. But Jeff noticed it when he went to do his business behind the bushes&#8230; And inside the hole was a chest. On top of the chest was a piece of paper and on the paper, it was written: &#8220;Whoever finds the chest will be in a Big Trouble! If you don&#8217;t want to be in trouble, you have one hour to reach home or otherwise&#8230;&#8221; (It didn&#8217;t say what kind of trouble).&#160; Jeff was scared, and his friends were also scared. After Jeff read the message, he told his friends that he was leaving and encouraged them that they should start heading home as well. Jeff began walking, almost started running towards home. All his friends ran home as well. His home was a fifteen-minute drive from school, which will take about forty-five minutes by foot. Eventually, he made it home and was safe!&#160;

And he told everything to his parents. His parents were shocked and reported this to the police. The police said that they will start investigating right away and try to find the person who has done this. Jeff went to the park with his family and heavily armed policemen (in case anything bad happens). Jeff showed everyone where he found the hole and they investigated the area, they opened the chest and found a bomb whose explosion time was set to Wednesday, September 18, 2019, at 8:00 pm, which was in three days. Luckily for them, they had a person who had expertise in bombs. He knew how to defuse it (by cutting the green wire).&#160; A few weeks later they found the group who planted the bomb and threatened people so no one would defuse the bomb. They were the group of four 30 to 40-year-old men, who had ill intentions. The same day they were sent to jail for life and Jeff&#8217;s family and friends lived happily ever after&#8230;

I woke up one day with an eerie feeling, so I got up from my bed to look something up on my laptop, &#8220;Shoot! I forgot to charge it.&#8221; So I went to grab my phone to look in my camera roll but before I could my dog started barking, so I had to calm him down. I then went back to my room and picked up my phone and then went in my camera roll and dropped my phone in shock of what I just saw, it was a picture of inside my room with my window open and me on the bed.

Several centuries ago with an evil queen. The Evil Queen was malicious, malevolent, despicable and contemptible. Originally. The Evil Queen.Went by Agnes Elizabeth Jane . After the evil queen was crowned queen He was known as the Evil Queen.For her despicable And Contemptible Behavior. She was dis Inspiring and highly doubtful. She taught children to have horrific behaviors and this courage their surroundings. He acted as if she despise being Queen. But if you knew her you would know that you enjoy being Queen to have power twelve years after the evil queen was announced she decided to make more power her own powdered was fading he wanted to cause chaos and danger then bring it to London the evil queen made far worse than what anyone could ever imagine.

The evil queen has made a dungeon and in this dungeon she hides a dragon a dragon so powerful and so malicious. A few years later the evil queen finds that she is too sick to survive it she gives the diamond key. To the dragon to keep no one will ever be able to come into her castle. Hundreds of years later The dragon is still change to the wall and still has the key by his side no one dares to go in because they have heard weird noises coming from inside. It is the year 2021 a girl named Rose that's off into the mountains you can feel the brisk air as it fogs. Rose walks into the cave And sees the dragon the air is cold and smells as if it is metal. rose lets the dragon free and she takes The diamond key he opens the door and finds a wonderful land that is now belongs to rose.

Timmy had been missing for fifteen years, no trace left behind, &#8220;Mr. John have you seen Timmy?&#8221; &#8220;No Landon I think you should give up the search and you won&#8217;t find him. It's been 15 years.&#8221; &#8220;I know but I got a call from him yesterday,&#8221; At that point Mr. John thought Landon was talking crazy, but not after he showed Mr. John the call; he then no longer thought Landon was crazy. So then the search was on. The only thing they found was some green goop from where Timmy last was. So they brought it down to the lab and asked the officer to run some tests, &#8220;What the heck is this?&#8221; The officer asked, holding up the bag. &#8220;It could be evidence of what happened to Timmy, we know he isn&#8217;t dead because Landon got a call from him yesterday!&#8221; Mr. John kept going, &#8220;And the only person who knows Timmy&#8217;s phone password is Landon.&#8221; After the police refused to do the testing on the green goop, Landon went home to his empty house&#8230; Someone came up to him and said he was family, Landon said that wasn&#8217;t true because he was in a plane crash with his ENTIRE &#160;so only he survived, &#8220;Sir I don&#8217;t know who you are or what you want but you are not my family.&#8221; &#8220;Actually I think you know very well who I am&#8230;&#8221; At that moment a bunch of the green goop came out of him and he transformed into Mr. John, &#8220;You want to see Timmy just come into my house mwahaha.&#8221; Then at that moment he picked Landon up and brought him to Timmy who was perfectly fine and the place was wonderful, &#8220;why did you act so mean? And are you an alien? Oh and HI TIMMY!!! I have so many questions but Mr. John before you answer me Timmy answer this, if you were fine why hadn&#8217;t you called fifteen years ago?&#8221;&#160; &#8220;Because my phone got smashed but Mr. John saved up enough money and bought me a new one yesterday,&#8221; Timmy explained. &#8220;And I acted so mean, well I don&#8217;t know why also in case you're wondering I didn&#8217;t tell you because I didn&#8217;t think of it until you reminded me. I&#8217;m not an Alien. I have a really high quality voice changer and the mask has a chemical so that when it cools down instantly it makes green goops it produces a lot so that is why after I revealed myself.&#8221;&#160; The End

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Night had fallen and the sky was as black as could be, no stars had the courage to light up the dark lonely sky. I put my black nose in the air and sniffed, it smelled like ash and burn't wood. The ground was black and scorched my paws as I walked through my old home. The days before the fire were pure bliss. Something I will never once more take for granted. The luscious green trees swayed, full of life in the clean wind and the soft green grass felt like clouds beneath my paws. That night, I had no idea my life could turn upside down. I'm a wolf, a lone wolf. I've always been like this. That night the only home I knew, left me. Winds picked up and the sky turned dark, I could sense something was wrong. Suddenly like a dragon blowing fire, the trees irrupted into flames chasing me and everything around. We bolted for our lives, running, pushing our legs to the finest limit. I heard the screams of animals who couldn't outrun the bellowing fire. We were a mixed pack. In that moment I couldn't feel anything besides the feeling of something blowing on my fur. I didn't know where I was going, by now I was already past my forest and running through other forests trying to find some source of water where the fire can die. I've never left my forest before. I was lost. Then suddenly I felt the fire inch closer. I looked behind and the fire was tailing me like prey. Trying to get me to stumble and fall into its deadly trap. I picked up my pace, feeling the heat lift off a bit but still there. The funny thing about this was, predator and prey were shoulder to shoulder not attacking one another. A fox was shielding a bunny from the ferocious fire, another wolf had a newborn baby fawn in its mouth, trying to keep it from stumbling. And in the moment it felt like we were a pack, we were the prey. And the fire was the predator. I looked next to me and I heard the wailing scream of a baby fawn next to me, falling into the fires trap. My heart sank for a second, knowing whats possible to come. I picked up my speed, terrified. Then suddenly when I felt no hope, I saw a shimmer in the distance. Water! The animals next to me saw it too, and ran farther. Since the start, our pack had grown, tons of animals ran side by side with one goal, to get away from the fire. When we reached the water I plunged in, watching the fire dissolve, coloring the lake with black ash. I looked at it and took one big mouth drooling slurp, it tasted funny from the ash, but I didn't care. I was thankful I was alive, I had survived.

He hadn&#8217;t meant to scare the child. The child was really scared to see that man again. His eyes go fully black whenever he sees him. But the man never even meant to ruin the baby's feelings about him, it just turned out like that, and he really regrets it. The man's name was Jake. He found the baby sitting near a trash can crying and waiting for someone to come and save him. Luckily, Jake was just walking back home on a Halloween night with his scary costume and saw the baby. He wasn't expecting to find a baby near a trash can, so he decided to save the baby. As he went towards him, the baby started to scream. Jake wasn't sure why, was he really that scary? Did the baby sense any fear? But then Jake realised that it was just his costume. He calmed down the baby and decided to name him Carti for now. Carti, a baby that was only a few months old, looked like he was a year old. Carti spent two days sitting near that trash can and was really smelly, but he was grateful that someone came to help him. Jake took Carti to the police station and asked the policemen if they could find his parents. The police decided to start an investigation to find his parents. They took Carti to a room in the police station and made him feel at home. The investigation took days, but they finally found his parents. Their names were Anna and Jacob. They claimed that they lost the baby one day and thought that they weren't going to see him ever again. Fortunately for them, that isn't true. They were led by the police officers into the room with the baby, to see their child, but he wasn't there! They were running around the whole entire police station for him, but they couldn't find Carti. They decided to look out of the window with their hopes lost to find him, but then they saw him. They see him sitting near that trash can again and smiling.

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A nice family of four lived in a small town in Canada. They seemed like a happy family from the outside, but from the inside, they all had some complicated issues. However, they would never talk about it between them.&#160; On a Thursday afternoon, 16-year-old Lily stopped at the drug store while she came back from school. She rushed home, locked herself in the bathroom, peed on a stick and waited, waited for what seemed like forever. She checked, the dreaded pink + sign stared back at her, she was indeed&#160;pregnant. The only plan she had thought of in these first few moments was to leave her house because she didn&#8217;t know how her parents would react. They were not at all the kind of people to discuss their problems. They were taught to handle them on their own from a very young age. At dinner time, she was not acting like herself, she wasn&#8217;t eating nor talking, so her mom proceeded to ask if she had a good day, but Lily just nodded. &#160;Later that evening, she was discreetly packing her bags so that no one could hear her. However, her mother barged into her room and didn&#8217;t understand what her daughter was doing. Lily was so nervous about the whole situation and she couldn&#8217;t hold it in anymore. It was too much for her to handle on her own, so she finally decided to tell her parents that she was pregnant&#8230; They were utterly shocked and frankly disappointed. Lily started crying because this was exactly the reaction she thought was going to happen, so she was panicking. Still in a state of shock, they wrapped their arms around her and held her for a long time. She didn&#8217;t quite understand what was happening, but she cherished the moment for as long as she could. When they finally let go of her, they started talking together for a while, which they never do. They told their daughter that even if they were a bit disappointed with the whole situation,&#160;they were very grateful that she opened up to them because it was so rare. Finally, they discussed a plan all together about the baby and she felt extremely relieved. Even if her parents were not jolly about the news, Lily understood that to keep a healthy relationship with the people you love, you need to communicate with them, especially in the tough, scary times.&#160;

One day a policeman stayed at a hotel in the city At 3 a.m., he heard a scream while he was sleeping. He got up and looked out the window, but what he saw was the same as before. Shining in the moon, the city looks brilliant. The scream was so loud that all the people staying at the hotel looked into the hallway, but didn't know what happened. The scream was certainly heard inside the hotel where the incident happened. Everyone who is in the hotel was impatient and couldn't settle down. He was a little scared to remember an old incident. The incident was an incident that used to be a hotel. About a month after he was still in the police, he was patrolling the city at night. Then he heard a scream from inside the hotel, and when he rushed in, there was no one there. He thought this was a haunting, so he was frightened that this incident was also a haunting.&#160; Another reason was that he might be screaming only in his brain. He thought that it was mental problems because it seems that there is a phenomenon of tinnitus and hearing something that is not heard due to mental problems.&#160;

However, this case is different. Because the people staying at the hotel are also talking in the hallway &#8220;what the scream was now&#8221;. Then seven policemen came and began looking for the cause of the inscription, and they tried to go upstairs. And the reason for the incident was revealed at the next moment. A woman ran crying from the upstairs, where the police were staying at that time. She said, "I found the cockroach in the room! The cockroach was on my knees. " She was crying so hard. She screamed because she found a cockroach.&#160;&#160;

It was cold, dark and cramped. The only illumination in the back of the truck came from a miniscule crack near the foot of the door. The boy crouched on the uncomfortable, wooden bench, his only consolation another freezing hand on top of his.&#160; &#8220;Jolt. Bump. Crash.&#8221; The ancient, green truck bounced as it hit some irksome ridges in the cobblestone road. He could just make out some other people&#8217;s numb, lolling faces; some asleep, some&#8217;s eyes glowing in the gloom. In the corner, he could see a little family: an anxious mother hugging her sleeping daughter tight, and the troubled father, with an arm around his pale son. He wished his parents were with him, but they were long gone. They had been separated from each other, and he missed them ever so much. &#8220;Will we ever get there, Mama?&#8221; The little boy whined, staring up into his mother&#8217;s clouded eyes. The woman hesitated, then whispered; &#8220;We&#8217;re almost there, Agi. Almost there.&#8221; &#8220;But, Mama, you said that ages ago. I don&#8217;t believe you!&#8221; The boy had sat up, his green eyes now reflected in the light from the door. It looked eerie.&#160; &#8220;Be quiet now, Agi, You&#8217;ll wake Milani.&#8221; the father gestured towards the sleeping girl, whose hair had fallen into her face, and who had slumped to the floor. Mama quickly picked her up, and propped her head upon her shoulder. &#8220;Hmm&#8230; Why did you wake me up?&#8221; Milani yawned. &#8220;Hey, it&#8217;s Mama&#8217;s fault for lying!&#8221; The boy accused. &#8220;Now, don&#8217;t you blame your mother!&#8221; the man shout-whispered. People around them, muttered; &#8220;Keep your voices down, the Nazis&#8217;ll hear us.&#8221; He flinched as they ran into another series of bumps. This could never get any worse. Yet it always did.

The wind was like a sharp blade and the cold was unbearable like wet clothes. The moon was covered by a thick curtain of snow falling endlessly. No vegetation was to be seen. All the plants had died from the harsh weather, making the place look like a desert of snow. In the middle of that storm, there was a man curled up in a ball in a small puddle of red liquid. That man is wearing a short-sleeve shirt, short pants, and sandals to complete that summer outfit. But what was a man doing in the middle of a snowstorm with a summer outfit? He had been used and betrayed. And now he was boiling with rage and hatred towards the people that he used to love. Those emotions made him warm, but nothing could stop his empty stomach from growling or his wound from bleeding. No matter what he tried to do, nothing would stop this big gash from letting his body fluids out and his belly from making weird noises. He was now desperate. Despair is a very dangerous emotion because it makes people unpredictable, but in this man&#8217;s case it only made his heart beat faster, and that made the blood escape from his body even faster. He was starting to lose the capability to see colour, not like he actually needed to see any colours in the desert of snow he was in. His consciousness was slowly fading until he felt a disturbing presence behind him. And as he slowly turned around, a terrible pain shot through his stomach,&#160; and he woke up from his terrible nightmare. He stared at a hot puddle between his legs then looked out from his window to see the first snowflakes gently fall down like in his dream.

We open on a vast expanse of inky void. Radiant flecks of light speckle our view, almost too bright to look at yet impossibly out of reach. This immeasurable stretch of nothingness is our setting. Space&#8230; the Final Frontier, don&#8217;t worry I&#8217;ll keep the sci-fi references to a minimum we don&#8217;t have time for that. To any onlooker, it would seem that this abyss is devoid, but scrutinize enough and you&#8217;ll spot a lonely spaceship. This vessel houses many things, but few of them live. The ship, named the Tranquility, was home to one of the most unique collections in the cosmos. It was full of Terran music. Through the evolution of humanity and its escape from the planet Earth, society lost many of its art forms, including music. This collection of hard drives, vinyl records, cassettes and many more was kept safe by its owner, a man by the name of Rigby, simply because he didn&#8217;t have anything else to keep. With no family, no friends, and certainly no planetary home, music was the only thing to keep Rigby sane. On top of that, now and then, foreign entities, extraterrestrial more often than not, would come to visit to admire this sublime collection. Rigby was rarely capable of communicating with them, but in this case, he&#8217;d just play a few records and words became completely unnecessary. One morning, he awoke to see a large space ship stationed next to his, their hatches had already been connected. A woman had boarded his ship, rather rudely he thought, but after a long confrontation, he had abandoned all his grievances. The woman, named Dolby, had come to share their common interest, for she too had a legendary collection, although hers was comprised of musical instruments. Thus, Rigby and Dolby went on to travel through the universe compelled by a love for music and each other. Their days were filled with discussions, enjoying albums and jam sessions. For nearly the rest of their lives, the couple explored galaxies and went on journeys too wonderful to recount in so little time. But it couldn&#8217;t last forever. Even before their shared odyssey, the Tranquility was getting old and unreliable. Eventually, its movement systems shut down and at a completely inopportune time. The Tranquility was approaching an undiscovered black hole when it became victim to the forces of the cosmos. They intended to get close enough to observe the black hole whilst using the engine thrust to stay out of its gravitational pull, which was of course impossible with a dead engine. They panicked briefly but soon came to realize there was nothing they could do. No other spaceship could help them out of the insane pull of the black hole, let alone find them first. As they sped toward the event horizon, they played &#8220;Didn&#8217;t You Hear" by Mort Garson and looked back on their now mythical lives. Time seemed to stretch immeasurably whilst they recounted past events and stared up into the sea of writhing luminescence. In an instant, the stars started contorting around the Tranquility and they came to stare through the cockpit window at a sight completely indescribable.

I looked out the window of the 5th story apartment building. The world was covered in darkness and the loud boom of the lightning was frightening. The wind was tearing at the abundance of apartment buildings in the eastern city. The skyscrapers were wobbling and the rain that is flooding the city streets is far from calming. The lights were flickering in the apartment, the lights were bound to go out, but he had to go. He was going to take the elevator until he heard the loudest boom yet and decided to take the stairs. As he opened the door to go outside, the wind was so strong that it blew the door wide open and almost broke it. He had to push his hardest to close the door. The rain was so strong and plentiful, he was getting wet through his raincoat. The rain was so loud it was hard to hear the cars whizzing by. He almost got hit once or twice but the number of cars on the road was beginning to minimize. The thing that wasn&#8217;t minimizing was the amount of water on the ground. The water level on the ground was rising, a flood. He received a flash flood warning on his phone. The stores were all closed and the lights in the apartment buildings were starting to turn off. He was only five minutes away from the final destination. He was walking for what seemed to be forever. He arrived at his destination. The hospital to visit his sick mom.

Things got really serious when I was like 8 years old. Our tribe was living his best on the biggest trees in the forest. I remember that day very well. My mom was looking out for me and my sister Ginny. Our father was out to collect food. Everyone seemed to be happy, until we heard the Iron Monsters. They came with big noise. The women and the children started panicking. Luckily the men came home early that day and started to figure out what they should do. They formed 3 groups each one had 4 males in it, and they tried to encircle the Monster. They said to the women and children to stay in the nest, but everyone knows that I am curious, so I followed them. That was the luckiest thing that could&#8217;ve happened in my life. So I was following the groups and in the distance I saw that they successfully stopped the Monster.&#160;&#160;I had a bad feeling, it was too easy. Some time passed and I heard the lightning, I looked to the sky and realized that these were not lightning, instead these were the Bald Gorillas&#8217; lightning sticks. I froze because they were horribly loud. I just couldn&#8217;t move. I thought to myself what if my dad died. But I finally plucked up the courage and started running home to warn everyone. When I was half way I heard the lightning again, but this time it came from my home.I was panicking&#8230; Where do I go?... What should I do?... And then I realized what my mom always said to me,:&#8220;If something bad happens to us, go in the way where the sun goes down. If you go enough you will find another tribe. You will tell them you are Bandu, son of Toru, and they will welcome you because there lives your father&#8217;s sister and her family. &#8221; So, I did what my mother told me. I did find my father&#8217;s sister, whose name was Kayla, she raised me as her own, and I loved her like my mother, but I never forgot my real family. I will always love them, and they will live forever in my heart.

It was Halloween season and Karla, a 17-year-old girl, wanted to go visit her family in Mexico to celebrate The Day Of The Dead. This was new to her. She had never done such a thing before, with all the decorations, the colour, the candles, the Mexican food etc. She had already celebrated with her family here in Canada, but she had never done it the &#8216;&#8217;real way&#8217;&#8217;.&#160; November 1st, the day of the dead. Karla was so excited for this day. She could finally see what it&#8217;s really about. Karla and her family sat around a table and started to sing with their eyes closed. This was a ritual that had to be done for every family. Families do this to welcome back the souls of their deceased relatives for a brief reunion. About 10 minutes later, she heard voices, voices that were not human. She opened her eyes and looked around. She saw something, something she will never forget. She was shaking and stood there immobilized. They were skeletons, some dressed like humans and some were bare. She then stood up and started walking away with a frightened look on her face.&#160; Suddenly, after going around the main plaza a couple of times, she stumbled upon what seemed to be a lonely, yet kind, skeleton. She froze at his sight until the skeleton invited her to follow him using body language. Making her way towards the skeleton, without losing sight of him, she tripped and hit her head unconscious. Momentarily waking up, confused with no sense of time, Karla found herself falling into a never-ending void surrounded by memories and vivid images of encounters she had all throughout her short life. Regretting having followed the skeleton, she sheds a tear and says her goodbyes to her Mama. She has now become part of this festive day, so much more then she had originally anticipated or hoped for, a little too much...

You might be wondering why I'm telling you this so, I'll tell you. The problem is that it's the end of summer break and there is a mean, furious, outrageous teacher in a class that I am going to be in. All the other teachers in fifth grade are very nice and not that strict about rules. But this teacher, he can give the hardest homework to anybody that disobeys his rules. During summer break, I was so looking forward to going into this class. It looked so fun, but now I ended up in the worst class. Now this school year I have to just struggle through fifth grade. It's the first day of school and I am pretty nervous, not scared, just nervous. There's lots of kids playing right now, but I'm just the only one who is nervous about the teacher. I met some of my friends along the way to class, but every step I took I got more nervous and sweaty. When I walked into the classroom I saw that all of the kids were happy with the teacher. The teacher told them a joke and everyone started cracking up. All this time I thought this teacher was mean, but I was wrong. I guess I am going to have a good school year. It is now February and this was the best class I have been in. We have this writing project that looks so boring. The teacher was strict about the project. He started getting angrier every single day after he saw that a kid didn't start on it. I was done with the project&#160;five days before the due date. My project was inspired by this teacher. But at the end of my story, it said that the teacher was now a happy, funny, and a lucky teacher. This was after what a student told him how to be happy. When my teacher read my story, he came to me and said that I was the one who could make him happy again.

My date with Derek has finally come. We have seen each other before, as soon as the government loosened up the restrictions, but those were just friendly meetings. We met 3 months ago on Instagram. I was alone and depressed when all my pre pandemic friends turned away from me, but when I met Derek, my life slowly started to make sense again. No matter how lonely I felt or how much fed up with online learning I was, he was there for me. Now he has invited me on a date. He told me that he would prepare a romantic dinner at home. I couldn't tell my mom that I was going to his house, she for sure wouldn't let me go. I&#160;lied&#160;and&#160;said&#160;I was going to Ellie. She used to be my best friend, now we don't talk anymore. When I arrived, Derek was waiting for me. We went to the suburbs, which surprised me a lot. It didn't make sense. At the beginning of our relationship he wrote to me that he lived in the center. Or maybe I got it wrong. Never mind... 25 minutes later we were on a site. Wow, his house was gorgeous - a large garden, a double garage. What amazed me was that it was so far from a city. As soon as we went inside, I saw some roses on the table, those were my favourite. We were having a really nice time, but something didn't seem right to me. Derek looked a little nervous. He offered to show me round the house. We went down to the basement. He said that was not all and opened the door. Behind it I saw a huge pool and jacuzzi. He opened the second door and told me to come in first. I was suspicious but went ahead. At some point door closed right behind me. The darkness and this silence was terrifying. I started to scream but no one reacted. After a while, I heard Derek saying from behind the door that tomorrow someone wanted to meet me and talk. I wish I had taken my phone. I didn't know when I fell I asleep. In the morning I heard a knock on the door. Someone pressed the handle. On the doorstep I saw Derek followed by a middle-aged man. I took an uncertain step against the wall. Derek started apologizing to me and kept saying it wasn't his idea. But what idea? The man introduced himself as Marcus Avery. That name didn't tell my anything. He also apologized to me for the way I was treated, but he said there was no other way out. He seemed like a nice man. He also told me that Derek was his son. After a while he said "I'm sorry that I have to tell you this but your mother is actually not your mother. Miranda Kepner kidnapped you 19 years ago from a hospital in Sydney. She's a good person and raised you well but the truth is that she's a psychopath. I'm your father and I missed you a lot. Miranda is on therapy in a psychiatric hospital now. After 19 years I finally found you. Now I will take care of you." No, no, what was he saying? That can't be true, he's a psychopath, not my mum! Sydney? My mum wouldn't have kidnapped me, he wanted to do that! In a second my world collapsed. What was I supposed to do right now? I would have never thought that I would find myself in a situation like this...

Cold was the night and dark was the sky, but the people of Central City don&#8217;t even know what is about to hit them. Let me tell you the story but before I can tell you that story I must tell you this story. One afternoon I was playing xbox, then suddenly a RUMBLE and a THUD it was an EARTHQUAKE!!! I was asking people about the earthquake and they just said, &#8220;what earthquake&#8221;. I realized that I was the only one who felt it!!! After a few days of snooping around in town, I found out that some people were making the EARTHQUAKE.....

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Once upon a time, a king lived in unhappiness. He had rooms and rooms and rooms of gleaming gold and shimmering jewels and glowing crystals. His kingdom was the largest in all the world, and his knights and officers bragged of his fame and fortune. The feasts he held were legendary, and the leftovers lasted several weeks. He had slain dragons. Conquered kingdoms. Lived in absolute luxury in the grandest, most well guarded palace in the world. (yet).&#160; But he was not happy. He always smiled grandly when strolling through his polished, shining streets. Held parties and parades. Laughed (rather grudgingly) along with spoiled, snarky, snobbish dignitaries. He had to keep up his public appearances, of course. But he was not happy.&#160; And he wanted happiness. Not the fake, proud happiness he had while bragging to other kingdoms of what he had and they did not. He always felt guilty afterwards, anyway. What he wanted was true happiness. Happiness where he wouldn&#8217;t care what people thought of him. Happiness where he could smile as he laid down to sleep, instead of having a restless night. Happiness that would help him and fuel him and be him for the rest of his days. He had tried countless potions and shampoo and food but none of it gave him the happiness he longed for. One day he was in the garden (his favorite place) when he heard a shuffling sound in his cabbage rose&#160;bushes. He gasped. &#8220;NOT MY FAVORITE SLOW-GROWING RARE ROSE CABBAGE!&#8221; he screamed, and chased after the noise, thinking it was a rat coming to steal him of his luxurious cabbages. When he cornered the creature, he was surprised to find it was a puppy with golden-white fur and gorgeous, luminous eyes. She was obviously a stray, her coat was scuffed and she was shivering and limping, and she was the smallest dog he had ever seen. He felt a warm pity and affection growing in his chest at seeing the little creature, but quickly pushed the feeling away. This pathetic creature wanted to rid him of his cabbages. Who would dare?! He scooped the creature up and returned to the palace, intending to dispose of the little thing. Martha, his cook, (also a former vet), met him inside and cooed: &#8220;Aww, what a sweet little puppy you have there!&#8221; Before the king could protest, Martha had grabbed the little creature and dashed off. &#8220;I&#8217;m to bathe the king&#8217;s pet!&#8221; she said, her sing-song tone echoing through the hallways. The king scowled grumpily. Oh well, the king thought. Maybe tomorrow. This surprised him. He usually always finished a task when he started it, but that was fine. He was probably tired.&#160; The next morning, he was surprised to find a warmth near his head. The king found the puppy curled up next to him. The difference from the night before till now was astounding. Her fur was shiny and soft, and there was a small bandage around one of her front paws. She no longer looked as scrawny, but her iridescent eyes were large as normal. A knock at the door startled them, and Martha came in with his breakfast tray. &#8220;Nice to see you two getting along,&#8221; she said. The king sighed. &#8220;Maybe one more day wouldn&#8217;t with this... thing couldn't hurt,&#8221; he said begrudgingly, and Martha laughed. They spent all day training and playing with the puppy. Before long, it was obvious to even the king that this dog was very intelligent. She had earned a large variety of tricks. Besides that, he realized he hadn't really known Martha, as a person. Turns out she was funny and kind, and enjoyed cabbages just like the king! This encouraged him, and he quickly got to trying to get to know is staff. He made plenty of new friends that day.There was Bob the gardener, Susie the maid, and so many more! The king hardly noticed his face hurt from smiling. He'd never realized that spending time with someone else could be this fun! As he strolled down to his bed chambers, a large grin spread across his face. He knew now what truly made him happy.&#160;

What Would You Do If You Were Lost In The Woods?...

                   One day me, my parents, and my little brother, Harrison, wanted to go to a place called Little Tokyo. We did not want to drive there, so we decided to take the Metro Train. Then we had to drive to the train station near us. When we got there we bought are tickets, then we walked to the train. When we got into the train and sat in some of the seats, the train started to move. When it started moving it was slow, but it did start to move faster. When I looked outside of the train I saw cars, buildings, trees, and another train passing by. When we were waiting to get to our destination, me and my little brother decided to play a game. The game we decided to play was called I spy, but since the train was going super fast. We were only allowed to pick things that were in the train. After a little while we arrived at our destination, Little Tokyo. We got out of the train and we adventured to some of the shops that were there.

In the deep and narrow trenches of France in the city Toulouse, the brave American soldier Jimmy Brown was fighting for his life. This fierce war has been fought for almost 20 years now. Tons of blood has been shed in this war that has been a stalemate for all of these years that feel like decades. He was a courages fighter, very confident in his skill to kill, but tomorrow at 11:00 A.M He was to return home to his wife which he thought has died years ago. On a rainy night in Paris standing underneath her minuscule umbrella with the rain pounding onto the roof of the houses. Ami Brown. The owner of a small shop on the street that she so often referred to as Magnifique Rue, beautiful street. One minute away from the Eiffel tower when walking. She took out her one and only picture that she still had of her husband, which she thought has been dead since 20 years. Tomorrow their 30th anniversary. Ten of these years they have spent together the rest Jimmy has spent fighting. The day arrived it was 3 A.M in the morning and Jimmy jumped out of his mattress that he referred to as his bed. This was the day that he was supposed to return he grabbed his old rifle, put on his gear and went out into the narrow and moist trench. Firing his rifle. This is what he has done for all of these years. A bullet just barely skimmed his head, and with a blink of an eye he was lying in a bed. Unconscious he was for almost one hour, but when he looked up at his arm he saw the red blood dripping into a towel that the nurse had provided him with. The time has come with his arm in a bandage he made his way to Paris. four hours was his journey there and when he arrived at the Eiffel Tower he saw the shop that they have opened on their 5th anniversary. In that shop he saw that looked exactly like his wife did. Spooked by the thought that his wife would not recognize him, he took a step into the store. "Hello," a modulated voice said. "What do you want to buy?" "Hi," Jimmy responded in a so quiet voice he almost didn't hear it himself. His plan was to pretend to be a normal customer, to see if she would recognize him. "Do you need any help finding something?" she asked. "I am just looking around," Jimmy answered so quietly that his voice could not be heard due to the heavy rain. Jimmy took a package of the chocolate that he and his wife would always eat underneath the Eiffel Tower. "Is that it?" The women that was Jimmy's wife asked. "Yes, that is it," with all of his courage Jimmy stuttered. "Hey, my name is Jimmy Brown," Ami's mouth dropped so wide open a football could have fit through it. She dropped the chocolate and sprinted towards Jimmy. She fell in his arms and they both started crying for joy on this rainy night in Paris.

I just wanted some time alone to myself, even if it was out in the rain with nothing but the sweatshirt of my brother's college, shorts, and my new sneakers. Going to middle school has changed my personality, whether I wanted it to or not. I found out that I didn&#8217;t own anything worth anything, and that wearing my overalls to school everyday also wasn&#8217;t cool. Nobody actually told me any of this stuff, I could just feel it on my own. And somehow all by myself, I convinced myself I was changing just for me and nobody else. On my own. That&#8217;s something I think about a lot these days. I am surprisingly independent in life, I don&#8217;t need anybody and nobody needs me. The first thing I did to feel better about what I owned, was convincing my parents to get me the new sneakers that were trending. Honestly, I don&#8217;t even know the name of them, it was just what everyone was wearing, so I went along with it. It was exhausting trying to persuade my mother and father into buying it since we didn&#8217;t have much money. It all pretty much went to my brother getting into college, waiting for me to get to college. Either way that was a valid point. The weeks waiting for colleges to make a decision about if my brother was getting in or not was torturous for all of us. I don&#8217;t think I had ever seen him cry that much, or at all, before that week. But I still ended up getting the shoes. I even got a sticker of Princeton on it to show myself I hadn&#8217;t lost everything about me. I can be very persuasive sometimes. But even that has been fading and slowly peeling off since the day I put it on. Sitting out in the humid rain playing with my penny clears my head. A very rare penny in fact. My brother and I were coming home from 6 Flags, and in the parking lot the shining little thing caught my eye. My brother obviously took it, looked it up, and found out it was rare. He likes to keep it in his room, but when he left for college, he gave it to me!&#160; It was pretty quiet except for the pitter patter of the rain. Suddenly, the silence was broken with the sound of tires against gravel. Somebody was here. I slowly adjusted my seat on the porch steps to get a better view, until I saw a man getting out of his car. Soaking wet seeing him standing at the edge of the driveway, hair clinging to the side of his head. Hands trembling, a raindrop drifting down the one side of his cheek I had seen all too often. It was my brother.&#160; &#8220;Holdin&#8217; down the fort for me while I was gone? You better not have taken my room or you&#8217;re dead!&#8221; he screamed in the voice I hadn&#8217;t heard in far too long. I could literally feel my jaw drop along with his penny in my hands. I ran through every single muddy puddle to get to him. Lungs burning while I couldn&#8217;t tell if it was raindrops or tears rolling down my face until I tasted the saltiness. It was the best day of my life. The best day of my life, gone as soon as he got in that car with dad. Dad, the person I will never forgive. That may not be helping me, but I couldn't help it. The day we all lost a part of ourselves, guilt growing every day in the selfish stomach of the father, who wouldn&#8217;t look for the oncoming truck with the drunky, who was higher than the rainy storm clouds.

Long ago, there were two races: the Legion, and the Vex. Their conflicts destroyed planets and stars, leaving rubble floating through outer space. Their forces fought with no mercy, and the casualties continued to pile up. Years passed, and nothing changed.&#160;They knew that if they continued fighting, they would all perish. So, with no end to the conflict in sight, they agreed that they had to put an end to the war. The leaders of the Legion and Vex agreed to meet up on a distant moon named Zephn, where none of the effects of their conflict had struck. They agreed to unite forces, and attempted to rebuild what remained of the universe. They raised up planets that were wartorn, and they worked together to support each other. But as the years passed, things began to unravel.&#160; Even at peace, they fought over the different solar systems, as they fought to gain an upper hand in their territories. Leaders became corrupt, and dynasties came and fell. The two races used their resources, until there was none left to use.&#160; Once again, they met up. Knowing that they alone had doomed themselves, they resolved to make new life. They made agreements and treaties, splitting the land between them. But they knew it would not be enough. In order to continue life in the universe, they began to make preparations.&#160; Using their combined powers, they created planets and named them Mercury, Venus, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Neptune, Uranus, and Earth. They formed them around a star, which they called the Sun, and hid them far away from the reaches of the evils that plagued the Vex and Legion. They put life into only one planet, Earth, as a reminder to those who would inhabit it that resources are fleeting.&#160; Earth had vast blue oceans, land full of life, and mountains high as the sky. They took stone from the mountains, water from the oceans, and leaves from the trees to make new life, which they called humans. They gave them knowledge, food, and resources in order to survive in hopes that they would not fall to the same problems as they had.&#160;

A few weeks ago, I moved to a new apartment. It was small, dark because there was a big building in front of the windows that covered the sunlight and it wasn't in a good neighborhood but the appartement was still comfortable and cheap. After quickly packing the small bagages I had brought from my past house, I knocked on my neighbors&#8217; door in order to introduce myself. The people here were friendly enough even though there was this strange man who was renting an apartment one floor above mine and he told me about a young girl who lived in my apartment before but she passed away because of a fire 17 years ago. A few days after I moved in, I started noticing some odd things. I&#8217;d wake up in the middle of the night because Siri was answering a question, but I was completely alone and usually I never use Siri. I was always sure that it was just a technical problem so I was not worried about that. But one day I received a picture of myself sleeping from an unknown number and the problem is that I live alone so no one could take the picture. When I called the number, a robotic voice said that it was disconnected 17 years ago. I was really confused and scared, so I decided to go see my neighbor who told me about this girl, but his door was barricaded with some wooden planks and no one was answering. Someone who lives on the same floor said that he moved 3 days ago which was strange because he lived here approximately 23 years. After the conversations with my neighbors I called my friend to distract myself from this incident and to show him my new apartment. When he arrived, I decided to go to the kitchen and make some tea. When I came back to where he was sitting, he told me that he met my sister and was surprised I had one, the problem is that I&#8217;m the only child in my family. What&#8217;s more, I live alone.

Billy needed a new house. His was so badly maintained that the ceiling leaked during storms and the wood was rotting. There were even electrical wires roaming free! Even though Billy was a student, he had a reasonable budget. He searched for hours on end to find THE house that would be the most convenient for him. He finally found the perfect one: it was in the countryside, very cheap, had a driveway, a nice garden, many rooms, a nice view, and many more beautiful features. Even though the house was quite far from civilization, he couldn&#8217;t believe that no one had placed an offer yet. He decided to visit the place. He wanted to make sure it was the same one in the photos and in real life. He was greeted at the door by a middle-aged couple that looked very amiable and friendly. They nicely asked him to come inside. The house was just like in the pictures, he was truly fascinated. There was a nice fragrance of fresh paint. He still thought that the price was relatively fishy, but he couldn&#8217;t help but stay. He talked with the couple while visiting the house. He learned that the last visitor didn&#8217;t appreciate the house so much since it was so far out of town. The couple invited Billy to dinner, and he couldn&#8217;t refuse such an offer. They gave him a nice meal and some tea. Their smile started to creep out Billy. They never ceased smiling. Before taking a sip of tea, he noticed a small door and remembered the basement. He asked the relentlessly smiling couple if he could take a look at it. They opened the small door with a key and led him downstairs. As soon as he entered, an extremely disgusting smell hit him. It smelled like dead rats decomposing. He flicked a small lever and the little light that was hanging from the ceiling lit up. To his horror, it wasn&#8217;t a rat or two decomposing. It was a mountain of human cadavers piled upon one another! In the panic, he tried running up the stairs only to see the door closing shut on him, hearing the click of the padlock, and leaving him to join the mountain.

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As Winter, I have seen many tales unfold,but none so curious as the one of the black fox. &#160;&#160;Let&#8217;s start at the beginning.It was a cold winter&#8217;s night, the one humans call Christmas.There was a feeling of togetherness in the air.Even the animals deep in the forest felt it.They were all together in warm, cozy ,homes.But one did not share in their merriment.It was the black fox, who prowled like a shadow across the snow It went from place to place searching for that togetherness.But it was turned away at every door, seen as an omen of ill fortune. It felt lonely, and sad that no one wanted to be around it. In the silent snow, it whimpered.Someone whimpered back. It followed&#160;its nose under a nearby bush and found a snow white hare,lying injured under it.Why it didn&#8217;t pounce, I don&#8217;t know. Perhaps it wasn&#8217;t hungry, or it thought the hare was sick, and wouldn&#8217;t make a good meal. Or maybe,just maybe it felt bad for the little hare.And as I was about to pick it up in my frosty embrace,the fox picked it up instead and carried it back to its den.I followed with a whirl of snowflakes. The fox came to its den under a low hill. It padded into the dark den. Down went the tunnel,until it came to a room. In the room there was a nest of moss and feathers that looked cozy and warm.The fox put the hare in the bed, carefully turned&#160;over the hare, and bound up the injured leg with a strip of long and bendy bark.After making sure the hare was comfortable,the fox curled up on the cold ground beside it. &#160;&#160;In the morning , the fox woke up first&#160;and went to go get food.When the hare woke up,it saw&#160;the fox standing over it.It jumped&#160;up, with its chest heaving and back against the wall in a second. The fox backed away calmly and dropped something out of its mouth. It was some berries that shined in the gloom of the den. The fox backed away calmly to the other side of the den and curled up into a ball with its tail over its nose. It watched the hare with one eye open.The hare hesitated . Then, tentatively, it got down from the bed.It nibbled the berries. It ate a few.The fox came closer. The hare went back to bed. &#160;&#160;This became their routine for the next couple of days. The fox would,get up, get food, and bring it to the hare. The mistrustful hare would eat it cautiously and go back to bed. Despite this, the hare and the fox became friends.One day the fox brought food and backed away. The hare hopped down, and instead of eating on the spot,nudged the berries over by the fox and began to eat.It nudged a few berries over to the fox . The fox was confused. The hare nudged the fox, and then the berries.The fox hesitated.Then snapped the berries up in a few quick bites.The hare thumped its feet happily. The fox chirruped in response. The fox then went up the tunnel. After a while, it heard thumping behind it. It turned around and saw the hare behind it, happily following.The fox continued.It got to the snow covered clearing.The hare followed it.The hare&#8217;s foot landed hard on the snow and threw some up on the black fox&#8217;s pelt.The fox, excited,threw some snow back on the hare.The hare shook it off. After a few rounds of this, it was pretty clear that the animal&#8217;s equivalent of a snowball fight had begun.And the two friends laughed and played,there among the whirling twirling snow. &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;The End!

         This planet is yellowishorange and it is a HUGE gas planet. Do you know what it is?If you guessed Jupiter you are CORRECT! Jupiter is a the 5th planet from the sun and it is the biggest planet in our solar system. It is one onethousanths of the sun. But it is 2 1/2 the size of all the planets combined. Isn't that COOL? Here is also one awesome thing that is about Jupiter, it is that 1 year on Jupiter equals 12 on Earth. So if you decided to live one year on Jupiter, when you come back your twin will be 11 years older than you. But the good thing is that it will not be possible to live on Jupiter. WHY? It is because that Jupiter is a gas planet, so this means that you wouldn't even be able to land on there. The secong thing is that there is no oxygen on Jupiter. Even if you are wearing the suit that asrtonauts wear, you would run out of air in a matter of hours. The last thing that I want to tell you is that Jupiter has the GREAT RED SPOT.Even though Jupiter doesn't have the strongest wind in the solar system, it has the longest lasting wind ever, and that is on the Great Red Spot. It has winds has been blowing for over 4 thousand years. That is older than you great great great grandpa. So if you ever want to become a future astronaut, make sure to check out The Big Planet.

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March 2277, Mike is piloting his spaceship very far from home. He has an important mission to achieve in order to save humanity: find a new living planet. Indeed, Earth is dying. It was only recently that humans took consciousness about the health of our lovely blue planet. Now, they have to live with the consequences. It&#8217;s been 2 years now that Mike the astronaut was piloting the Bb-54, the best performing spaceship of the galaxy! That is what humanity thought. But Mike was the first to be surprised when he saw two huge spaceships staring at him. He started to panic.&#160; It was not only the fact that it was the first time that humanity made contact with an extraterrestrial. However, he felt very impressed by the powerful technology that those creatures were using. Suddenly,&#160; one of the ships shot the Bb-54 and Mike and his ship started falling down. Was it the end for our favourite astronaut? Luckily, a planet was hidden by the technology of those aliens. Mike had no choice but to crash in this situation.&#160; Fortunately, his ship had a technology that prevented it. Landed on what seemed like a mountain, the astronaut observed in silence the environment that he was now stuck in. He felt very lost and his eyes started to be wet. What will he become? As he was lost in his thoughts, he suddenly heard a noise coming from under him.&#160; He walked in the direction of the extremity of the mountain. Then, he looked down and saw the two spaceships that were after him. They were both immobilized at the ground. It was his chance! He rundowns the mountain as fast as he can&#8217;t and jumps into the ship.&#160; He was at first confused because the technology was so far advanced.&#160; But, he thought so much about his pretty blue planet than the ship started to move. It was working by the force of his thought!&#160; In less than an hour, he came back to Earth! It would have been impossible with his old spaceship since it took 2 years to run into those aliens. Mike was finally safe and happy.&#160; Everyone welcomed him with so much excitement! He might not have found a new planet. He found a spaceship that can help him out. The future of the human race looks brighter now.

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the herd wonders of in the distends leafing the un finished goat behind laying on the grond no mother to help this pore goat 3 legs he tris to find food but he can only eat mums milk and he herd a noise heed ever herd before vroom he looked up and saw the side by side coming at him they stooped right in front of him and he herd ,a it's the 1st meal of the day, wen he herd that he tried to run but he cold not he thot to himself I'm stuck and then he herd a new voice ,but dad he only has 3 legs o man maybe he can give us milk can i name him shore Timmy ok your name is tri pod ok you tack care of him, they'll tack good care of me and i wont be in pian any more o and not to menschen the food yum i might have a good life after all My life. Will be so much better now we will have food water. Even a place to sleep. Just because I separated my herd doesn't mean that I can't live a good life. My three legs doesn't stop me from doing anything except a few things. But now I can try and live. It's a better life with my new family. Instead of my herd. My three lags are a symbol. Of my strength. I'm in a new home. when I'm on my bed I wonder to myself what happened to my herd. Are they frolicking without me. Or they devastated that they left me behind. Did they leave any others behind. I will find you if you are left behind.

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I remember it was very stormy weather outside, when my ancestors had a trip home from a major hunt, then my mother gave birth to me in a nearby, known, dark and echoed cave. We were living in a snowy forest, next to a village.&nbsp;When I became a teenager, my parents told me some painful news, which made my feelings, mood very gloomy. They told me that we were are an endangered species, because our skin, bone and organs were are valuable in traditional medicine. I was reasoning how many&nbsp;of this species were remaining outside, so we could can group up and live calmly together. This would have been my dream, but it wasn't that simple. The people of the village knew that we were priceful, so they were looking for us sometimes. One day, we raised the rifles loves,&nbsp;and we were terrified that morning. My mom told me ‘It will be alright, don’t be scared, we are safe here’, then my dad said ‘No one can find us, calm down son’. We were philosophizing about what happened outside. After an hour of waiting in our covered place, we were thinking about looking outside carefully. The following scenes were shocking to me. We saw a big patch of blood on the snow. Probably it was from our species, and they took it with them. We heard a bush rustling, then we had a look at another leopard, which was very unfortunate, but we could help her, so we took it to our place, to heal it. She said they were more, and the people were hunting them, and they scoured the whole wood, so we needed to hurry. After that, we had a rush to the north, but the people were shooting at us, and they hit my leg, but the bullet had an output hole, so it was all alright.&nbsp; After 2 hours of running to depart from the old forest, we found a peaceful, gorgeousand very quiet&nbsp;haunt of our species. We went in and they were a bunch,happy leopards, who weren’t fighting outside. We joined them and we lived likemy dream. We were a whole family of an endangered species.

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Narrator said "This is Aiden, an ordinary kid. One day he decided to go to the beach and play some volleyball with his neighbor. While he was trying to receive the ball, he tripped and fell on what looked like a treasure map. Aiden exclaimed, "Wow! look I found a treasure map! Come here neighbor!" Neighbor said, "You know I have a name right? Name is Alice" Aiden said, "yeah yeah, my name is Aiden if you were wondering. Hey Alice want to come to my house and check this map out?"Alice said, "well, I got nothing so yeah sure." Before Aiden and Alice could go to Aiden's house. Aiden had to tell his parents that Alice would come over and Alice had to tell her parents that she was going to spend the night at Aiden's house to find treasure and they got their parents permission." The Narrator said. (later in Aiden's house) "Do you want to go now?"Alice said. Aiden immediately answered "Why now? it's Midnight and this X is right on top of a cave!" "Let's just go,"said Alice."Alright! Let's go."answered Aiden. " When Aiden and Alice were on the way to the cave Aiden scraped his knee. " said the Narrator. "Here we are! We almost made it in one piece no thanks to you." said Alice. "Yeah yeah." said Aiden. "When they went in the cave they found a sleeping dragon! But when they were about to walk towards the dragon the cave started to cave in and when they were almost to the outside, Alice tripped and fell! A rock was about to fall on her but the dragon saved her! Aiden, Alice and the dragon escaped." said the Narrator. "Phew! That was close, thank you so much for saving my friend Alice!"said Aiden in an exhausted voice. "Do you have a name Mr. Dragon?" said Alice. "Yes I do, my name is Cypher." said the dragon."Okay... I don't know if I'm too early to say this but do you want to become our friend?" said Aiden in a shy voice. "Sure! I'd love to become friends with you guys!" said the dragon in an excited tone."Hooray!" exclaimed Aiden and Alice ."Aiden, Alice and their new friend Cypher became the best of friends for life!"

March 16,&#160;2006 The class d5 had finally closed their door.The reason? A sordid legend without importance&#8230; well maybe not. 1 year ago The first day of class finally started, and most students were really excited about it and they were happy to socialize with their classmates. The night came, and every student received a message from a strange and unknown individual. The message was saying &#8220;the game started&#8221;. The second day of school came, yet nobody was talking about it. During lunch time, the phone of all students of class d5 started ringing. The students were looking at themselves without understanding why their phone&#8217;s were all ringing at the same time. After a few seconds, they made the decision to open their phone and look at the message. It was the same stranger, and the message was destined to Emily. The message was telling her to buy bread at the grocery store within 24 hour, if not, she would be dead of suffocation. Nobody took it seriously, so Emily didn&#8217;t do what the message said. 24 hours later, at the same time, Emily was dead, and the cause of her death was suffocation. The students started to be a little afraid. A week after that, a second weird event happened. In this case, a certain boy needed to skip class for one day or he would die, so he did. 24 hours passed and the boy wasn&#8217;t dead. The student thought it was a coincidence because of the lack of evidence. 4 days later, it was Zoe's turn to be named in the message. The anonymous person gave Zoe 24 hours to kill her dog or she would be dead of a heart attack. Zoe decided not to do it, and 24 hour later, at lunch time, she died of a heart attack. After that there was enough evidence to believe the stranger, so every student was scared to be named in the next message. The messages continued and the orders became more and more difficult to achieve. Students start dying 1 by 1 until there was 1 left. Her name was Melissa, and she was the last survivor after her best friend Jinbe died of a heart attack because he refused to kill Melissa as the last order from the stranger. Melissa developed depression and decided to end her life at March 13, 2006, but before, she wrote everything that happened in a personal diary. 3 days later, class d5 was closed.

July 20th 1984 It is a beautiful morning on an eastbound Via Rail Train in western Canada, but something bad is happening. There are dead bodies in the sleeping cars. And people are trying to find out what is going on here. After they passed a CN Rail Train at Dalehurst, there was a loud bang! Passengers start to freak out. The loud bang that sounded like a gun shot came from one of the dining cars.&#160;The passengers went into the first dining car and found a dead body of a woman.&#160;&#160; All of a sudden, they heard another loud bang.&#160;This time it came from one of the baggage cars.&#160;They searched everywhere and then the third loud bang came along.&#160;This time even louder. They all looked around to see if someone got shot. Then one of the passengers was laying on the ground.&#160;The bullet had all of a sudden come from outside the baggage car.&#160; The passengers screamed and started to panic. A man wearing a mask jumped into the baggage car.&#160;The conductor wrestled him to the ground until the killer passed out.&#160;The guy was killing people on the train because he wanted to take over the train. Some of the passengers helped the conductor to lock the killer in one of the baggage cars.

     It was a Saturday so that meant my friends Alex, Jacob and I could go on our little hike into the woods. We were about to walk out of my yard, when we saw my neighbor, Mr. Fredrick, watering his flowers. He was a nice neighbor, and I liked chatting with him from time to time. He looked up at us and waved from across the street. We waved back politely and started on our hike.

     We spent about fifteen minutes chatting about homework and kicking pebbles. But about five minutes later, when we were in the middle of our hike...we saw something. Not that we don't usually "see" anything. I mean, we've seen bears, coyotes, and some deer. Those were like "Big deal." But this was like "OMGGGGGGGGGGG" jaw-dropping.

What we saw was a body. A human body. It was Mr. Fredrick.

     He was lying face-down in the dirt, his body twisted in a weird way. We were too stunned to say anything. We just stood there. The only thing was, how? We had just seen him not twenty minutes ago.

     We examined him closely, and on the back of his head were five huge claw marks. I shuddered as I wondered what could've happened. After that, we gingerly rolled Mr. Fredrick over. What we saw shocked us.

Mr. Fredrick's face was full of complete terror. I saw that he was still holding a pen in one hand and a small flipbook in the other. I took up the flipbook, and it read, "If you are reading this, you need to RUN. If you do not, HE will get you. Don't stop to take a breath, or it could be your las-"

     The writing stopped there. But he had gotten far enough. I took a quick look around me. I could tell we were all thinking the same thing. "Let's get home NOW!"

     We started to run, but for some reason, it was strangely dark. Had time passed that fast? Suddenly, we heard loud, fast whispering coming from the forest around us. Utter darkness closed in on all sides. I tried to yell, but nothing came out. Then, I passed out.

I woke up with a start. And let out a deep sigh of relief. It had all been a dream! It felt so good to be in my bed again! But strangely enough, my back ached, and my arms itched. I opened my eyes and realized, this was no dream. This all happened. But before I could say anything, I started drifting off again. This time, I didn't wake up.

I look up and I see red. Endless, all knowing red. The flames begin to thicken as my body swings side to side. I see the edge of the horizon it is yelling for me to run. I know I am not thinking clearly as the sky is tinted red. The so-called &#8220;Gateway to the west&#8221; is a crumpled heap on the ground. I always knew it would end this way. Ever since the day I sneezed red hot embers. Now, look at what I have done. I have destroyed the city of St.Louis. People are screaming as madness has succumbed. They scream profanities at me. &#8220;You MONSTER!&#8221; They scream. I weep harder and the flames embrace me. It has a horrible warmth. I shiver which is odd, since I am in a cocoon of flames. I am hit by a flying object. I collapse in the flames. I wake up and run farther than I should have.&#160; My word has fallen apart. The flames encase me. Weeping hard. I am trapped in my own thoughts, I weep red hot tears. Now, I have destroyed Kansas, and Dakota, D.C, and Illinois. I am a demon child,so the haters were right. I have engulfed the world in flames. The worst part is I can&#8217;t die. I am trapped in this fire pit I have created. I look at the burnt skyline, the scorched black lines, the lines the sun created as it burst. The sky is black, but visible from the flames. The burnt, black skylines.

It was the night before Halloween. The family's neighbors had plastic skeletons and rubber spiders hanging on the door. The family had jack-o-lantern's that cast an eerie glow over their giant yard. Little did they know that on Halloween they would have the biggest scare. Their parents put them to sleep at 6:06:06, basically the number of the devil. It was a restless night in which no one could sleep. At 3:00 AM they all woke up with a start. They felt a presence like someone was watching them. Indeed, a creature dressed in long black robes holding an ax trudged up the driveway. His face was painted pure white, with red streaks by his eye. A clown! The clown opened their back door and dragged his feet up the stairs. When he got to the top floor, the family was scared. But instead of coming into their room, the clown kept walking on a set of stairs that should not have been there. There were two floors and yet he was going to a third. There was a secret clown attic the family never knew about. They heard screechy voices talking upstairs. Two clowns! The two clowns seemed to be walking around upstairs. The family walked outside the bedroom and found that a staircase had been pulled down from the ceiling, the parents went downstairs to collect some sharp kitchen knives. They all climbed upstairs to find that there was a giant attic full of clowns and gold. The parents threw knives and hit the clowns, but instead of dying the clowns suddenly erupted into flames and disappeared. THE END

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Brelan Delius

There was a small squeak. I heard it again. I turned on the lights and got out of bed. The squeak kept going. I followed the soft noise. Soon, I found myself standing outside. It was cold and raining. There was a little sound of scraping against wood. I looked under the porch. Oh! There was something snowy white trapped under the low porch. I went back inside and grabbed a flashlight. It was a small kitten! It must be stuck in the tight space under the porch. I kneeled down on the wet grass and reached my hands out. Almost there&#8230; Got it! I pulled the kitten out and brought her inside. I dried her with a towel and wrapped her in a warm fuzzy blanket. Then I went to the fridge and got some tuna for her. Miracle, I thought. She was a little miracle in my life. I got out a tiny bowl and put the tuna in it. I looked around the house and found a little basket. I grabbed Miracle, the basket, and the bowl of tuna, and brought them upstairs to my room. I put the basket in the corner of my room next to my bed. I put the bowl and Miracle inside the basket. I watched her eat all the tuna, then I used the same bowl and filled it with water. Miracle drank about half of it. I smiled at her. I changed out of my soggy PJ&#8217;s and put on new dry ones. Then I went to bed, my mind on Miracle. I woke up the next morning. I walked to Miracle&#8217;s basket. It was empty. I panicked. &#8220;Jazmine!&#8221; My mother called out cheerfully, &#8220;There&#8217;s a white kitten on the table. Did you bring her in last night?&#8221; I smiled, relief washing over me. Mom and Dad knew I rescued animals all the time. We always found a home for them. &#8220;Yes, Mama! Her name&#8217;s Miracle!&#8221; I called back to her. I got dressed and ran downstairs. I picked Miracle up. Papa came downstairs at that time. &#8220;Papa, Mama. I actually want to keep Miracle this time. Can I?&#8221; Mama and Papa looked at each other, then nodded. &#8220;Yes,&#8221; Papa said, &#8220;You&#8217;re always rescuing animals and finding the perfect home for them. You never get to keep them, even though you always want to. If you feel that Miracle is right for you, then yes. But only Miracle, the other animals have to find a different home.&#8221; &#8220;Yes! Thanks, Mama! Thanks, Papa!&#8221; From then on, Miracle and I have always been the perfect match. We rescue animals together. It feels great to have a little miracle always by your side.

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The Town of Darkness

By: Orosz &#193;rmin

Ted and Max were flying through space with nothing but each other and a worn-out backpack. They could just about see the earth as the uncomfortably bumpy asteroid they were seated on flew through a sea of stars. Ted was radiating with excitement. He could hear his heart beating through his chest but held back his nerves from taking over. Max was in a gentle slumber on Ted's lap, unaware as to what was about to take place. As the asteroid approached the earth, Ted snatched the patchwork parachute that he had made from his old clothes out of his backpack and attached it to himself. He grabbed Max, squeezed him under his right arm and proceeded to stand up, holding out his left arm for balance. They were now only a few hundred miles above the earth's surface. At that moment, Ted realised it was now or never. He jumped. They plummeted towards the earth. As Max and Ted approached land Ted quickly noticed that there was no space to land. He could see buildings peeking above the clouds and decided that was where they were going to go. When they hesitantly crashed on the rooftop Ted concluded that he could hear many voices. He held on tight to Max and they scrambled down some rickety stairs on the side of this immense brick building. As Ted and Max approached the ground, Ted noticed that the many people flooded on the streets weren't moving their lips as they went about their business. Ted could hear their thoughts. He only thought that he and Max could hear each other's but this was living proof. The people's expressions became frowns as they too could now hear what everyone else was thinking. What had Ted started?

Fantasy. Such a pretty word. Defined as the activity of imagining things, especially things that are impossible or improbable. Is it still a fantasy when it becomes real? Or does it become a dream, the next line of plausible but improbable. I know two things. I created this world. And it is no longer a fantasy. How do I know this? A couple reasons. In the real world, butterflies don't grow on trees. In the real world, flowers don't bloom on their own. And in the real world, there are no wolves the size of houses, no horses that can fly, and falcons that can speak. I've dreamed of this world. Created it. Nurtured it. It has my hopes, aspirations, inspirations...It also has my fears, doubts, insecurities, and despair. How did I get here? Was I taken? Or was it something I did that bridged that final gap between reality and imagination? I brush these thoughts from my head as I notice someone coming towards me. I tense up as they start to speak. I was not prepared for what this woman said. "It's you...It's really you? After all this time?" The woman says in apparent disbelief and shock. "I-I'm sorry! I don't think you're talking to the right person." I respond, trying to keep my ever increasing awareness and fear in check. I know where this is going. "No!!" She whispered, grabbing my hands in a vise like grip. Her eyes are pleading with me silently. "No! You have come to save us." She leads me to the crest of a hill. "Help us..." She whispers in my ear and then she is gone, leaving me to watch in horror at the destruction beneath my feet. In unison, every head on that gory battlefield turns toward me. My breath hitches and I can't seem to think straight. I only know one thing as the crowd closes in on me. I did this to them.

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I lay out in the night, on my back in the soft, green grass, I waited patiently for the promised comet to fly through the sky. I was alone, but my parents were inside through the sliding door in the living room, watching some show for people their age. I decided to come outside because I finished my homework before 9 o&#8217;clock, and the science teachers had been raving about this shooting star. Every time I passed one of them in the hallway they would say, &#8220;Don&#8217;t forget to go outside tonight!&#8221; or &#8220;It's going to be amazing!&#8221; Whether it was amazing or not, I really just needed some alone time.&#160; No stress.&#160; No yelling. Quiet.&#160; Well, I guess it wasn&#8217;t really &#8220;quiet,&#8221; but I didn&#8217;t mind the sound of my breath or the crickets chirping. I was more focused on all the tiny white dots on the solid black canvas above me. At 9:30, the comet passed over as fast as a flash of light, but for me it was as if the world came to slow motion. It arched in the sky, and I remembered you were supposed to make a wish when you saw a shooting star. It peaked and began falling, leaving a faint trail of light behind it. I thought about everything: I wish life could be easy. I wish it was as easy to be kind as it is to say &#8220;Be Kind&#8221;. I wish we could all be accepted for who we are. I wish people weren't so judgemental. I wish we weren&#8217;t violent for no reason. I wish&#8230;.that I could savor this moment forever. The star had vanished before I knew it. I went back to staring at the darkness. I had never thought of these hopes and dreams before. It just happened to come over me how unperfect our world is, but how much it could be improved if we all tried.&#160; At 9:45, I went inside realizing that I hadn&#8217;t finished my work. Our work is never done. There is always more we can do to help and improve our world.

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It was all my fault. I didn&#8217;t mean to make her leave. I didn&#8217;t mean to hurt her damaged, yet innocent heart once more. With the blink of an eye she was gone, and that all because the selfish person that I was couldn&#8217;t keep the promise that I had pledged to maintain forever. Now I was stuck. Lost between the silence of my bitterly dark apartment and the heartache that arose within seconds of her departure. It was the day of May 23, 1998 that remained unforgettable to me and hopefully her. I sat quietly in the darkest, loneliest corner of the room, staring out the window into the gray sky that was covered in dust from the guns that were illegally used, not knowing what would strike next. Boom, boom, boom. Three shots were fired in the once astonishing and beautiful city of Los Angeles, California, where it was not uncommon to hear gunshots, especially in the area that my apartment was located. With the last bit of energy that dwelled in me I lifted myself off the ground and trotted into the kitchen where usually she would&#8217;ve waited for me at this time of night.&#160;The night of May 23, might have been one of the darkest nights of my life. Not just my life, but also hers. After 20 minutes of staring into blank space I meandered through the hall in my run down apartment that looked like it went on forever. It reminded me of everlasting hope; something I could not relate to. If love and hope were a real thing I wouldn&#8217;t have been fired from the pub next door. I wouldn&#8217;t be sitting in this exact apartment in the middle of the ghetto of Los Angeles. I wouldn&#8217;t be feeling ashamed of who I am and what I have become because the opposite of my life was what defined love. What was she doing right now? Was she thinking of me and all the great memories we had together? Was she trying to make sense of everything that just happened? Was she the happiest she has ever been now that I&#8217;m gone? I questioned myself. I had no clue, so I decided it would be mentally and physically best for me to lay down for a nap. Steadily, my eyes became heavier with every breath I took and soon all I could see was darkness. What felt like ten minutes was a solid four hours in real life. I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock blasting into my ears. With my bed soaked in sweat and my hands shaking like there was no tomorrow, I spotted a shadow peacefully stretching to the sound of the birds chirping in the corner of my eye. A female voice softly uttered the words &#8220;good morning&#8221; as I realized I was living in reality again.&#160;

3-11-3417 BATTLE OF MOSCOW 3:21 AM &#8220;Go Go Go!&#8221; said Commander Stone. It was the middle of the night and bullets whizzed around Team Delta. &#8220;Soldier, get up here with the heavy weapons now!&#8221; said the Lieutenant.&#160; There was fighting everywhere after the X-Bomb went off, causing the Nepal Disaster 18 months ago. Now country fought country, arguing who sent the bomb to Nepal. After British Intelligence found that Russia sent the bomb, USA, British, and Indian forces landed in St. Petersburg closest to neutral Finland.&#160; 3-10-3417 21 HOURS BEFORE THE BATTLE OF MOSCOW &#8220;Everyone, get ready, we are about to depart to the front lines in 21 hours and I want to win and end this war!&#8221; said the commander. 3-11-3417 15 MINUTES BEFORE THE BATTLE OF MOSCOW &#8220;Report&#8221; said the commander. &#8220;Sir, they have heavy defences surrounding the city. They also have more troops than we thought; mostly Russian troops but we saw some North Korean and Chinese troops too.&#8221; said Zak, the best scout Delta Team had.&#160; 3-11-3417 BATTLE OF MOSCOW 3:21 AM &#8220;Go Go Go!&#8221; said Commander Stone. It was the middle of the night and bullets whizzed around Team Delta. &#8220;Soldier, get up here with the heavy weapons now!&#8221; said the Lieutenant. &#8220;Ah&#8221; yelled the Lieutenant! &#8220;Commander, the Lieutenant has been shot!&#8221; said a soldier. As that happened, in a flash the commander was shot. 3-11-3417 47 MINUTES AFTER BATTLE OF MOSCOW &#8220;We won, but at what cost?&#8221; said Zak.&#160;&#8220;We lost our Lieutenant and Commander but the war is finished, we took everyone captive and will be charged with war crimes.&#8221; &#8220;Well, the rest of the world will be safe for now,&#8221; said a soldier. &#8220;Let's go home&#8221; OR SO THEY THOUGHT DELTA TEAM

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Morpho sat at his desk, staring intently at the teacher. Cinder's crown was one of his favorite subjects. Suddenly, Silver put one wing around Morpho. "Hey!" He protested, "I have to learn the history of Magma and Cinder's crown!" Silver's grip didn't loosen. Instead, she gripped his shoulders harder and led him out into the courtyard of the school. "Morpho... I think it's time you learned his true past." Her eyes were blank, and glassy, and it seemed as though she was caught into the past. "Close your eyes, and imagine a world of pure chaos, shortly after Cinder's supposed death." As Morpho did so, he said, "That's how the story's my teacher says start... Just, they word it a little differently." He felt something whoosh around him, cold and distant. "All right, you can open your eyes now." As Silver's wings unraveled from him, he opened his eyes and gasped. Standing in front of him was Magma. "H- T- that's-" He started to stammer, but Sliver stopped him. "Don't be afraid. This is all a distant memory. He cannot see you." "Why would I be afraid? It's the great king Magma!" Morpho was confused. Magma was never scary, the scrolls -and his subjects- said so. He most definetly wasn't evil. So why was Silver saying such things? "Where is my brother?" Magma suddenly barked at one of his soldiers. "He was supposed to be here with Cinder hours ago!" "But sir," The soldier said nervously, "You sent him very few minutes ago. I doubt he could have gotten Cinder here by now!" Magma narrowed his eyes at the soldier. "Very well." He flicked his tongue at the soldier in disgust. "Get him out of my sight." As the guards dragged the soldier away, he heard Magma quietly mutter to himself. "If my brother won't bring me Cinder to kill so I can take his place... I will have to find him and kill him myself." A cold chill went down Morpho's spine. He now realized why Silver thought he was afraid. Magma was evil.

Francisco Goya,&#160;The Third of May, 1808

"Where are we going? The groomer? Somewhere else?" I whimpered. "Calm down." The first long-paw pup said. I settled down in my bed for a while, and eventually fell asleep. The next thing I knew we were at this strange place with frost covering most of the surroundings. Even the trees were covered in the frost. "Come on". Said the second long-paw pup, looking happy. I hopped out of the car but before I could move anywhere the third long-paw put a harness over me and clipped a lead onto it. I smelled the frost but surprisingly it didn't have a smell. All I could see was snow covered trees, rocks, and bushes. It was very cold, way colder then it's ever been. This place was mysterious. But at the same time it was fun to bound in the waist-deep frost. He pulled me toward the direction of the frost, and I jumped in it, sinking. It was so deep it could fit a whole rabbit in it! "Wow, this is fun!" I bounded happily in the deep frost, feeling happy, but very cold at the same time. We finally reached the destination we were going, and the two long-paw pups dragged their flat-boards a climbed up a steep slope of frost and slid down. I watched them, terrified by what they were doing. On the other hand, the were having fun. I went up to the third long-paw watching him curiously as they all talked happily. The long-paw pups went up for another round. Instead of going after them, I explored the place. The more steps I took, the more tired I got, and the the colder I got. I eventually reached a long-paw table and climbed on. I realized I'd wandered a bit too far as I could only see one of my long-paw's. I ran back, but I sank in the frost. I got too cold and tired to take another step so I barked for help. The third long-paw came for me, running as fast as he could. I looked up at him, asking him if we could go. I knew he understood that. He called out to the long-paw pups and we went home.

Most dogs just sit around all day and do nothing, but I&#8217;m not like most dogs. I&#8217;m a superhero dog. How I became a super dog is a very strange story. I was just taking my human for a walk when out of no where, a radioactive man bit me. Now I can fly! I can also talk to people, but that really freaks them out, so I usually don&#8217;t. Anyway, now I help other dogs who need me to save them. Today, I was just sitting around and doing nothing (I know I said I didn&#8217;t do that, so just ignore this) when I heard a dog yell &#8220;HELP ME SUPER DOG!&#8221; I put on my cape and ran as fast as I could to the house next door, where the dog was yelling. &#8220;How can I help you?&#8221; I asked, trying to sound dramatic but probably failing. The dog pointed to her collar and I realized what was wrong. In large, blue writing was the word &#8220;Poop.&#8221; &#8220;My human let his son name me.&#8221; The dog explained. &#8220;That was clearly not a good plan.&#8221; &#8220;Wait right here.&#8221; I told her, hoping I sounded more dramatic this time. I ran to the pet store, grabbed a collar from a display case and ran back to the dog. &#8220;Here,&#8221; I said, handing her the collar. She read the name on it. &#8220;Your dogs name here.&#8221; She breathed &#8220;how exotic!&#8221; &#8220;Thank you super dog, you saved the day!&#8221;

CUT! Can you all just cooperate for once? If we want to outdo the Shining, It, Friday the 13th and all the other hall of fame horror movies, we are going to have to work extremely hard. As the room slowly became brighter, my worries about pulling off this once-in-a-lifetime project became more prominent, but I had to keep my game face on. My crew had already voiced their concerns about how they felt uneasy about making the scariest, most gruesome, bone-chilling horror movie known to man. I had to prove them wrong, to do so I had to put more effort into this one movie than any other in my directing career. Take 2&#8230; Action! Wait, the scene needs to be darker. The audience shouldn&#8217;t be able to see the killer until right before he murders her. &#8220;Freddy, can you make the room darker?&#8221; I asked.&#160;He didn't answer, so I looked over and found no one standing at the lights. I can&#8217;t believe he quit on me during this crucial part of filming. I never needed him anyway, I'll go dim the lights myself. Once I got back to my chair I yelled, &#8220;Take 3&#8230; Action&#8221;. We finally got through a scene! &#8220;We should switch to a wide camera to showcase how massive our assassin is&#8221;, I said out loud so our cameraman Michael would hear. Once again no answer. He was gone too. I was getting more and more aggravated, Michael and Freddy were probably at the pub down the street laughing at my expense. Then I told everyone to go on break, so I could find Penny, Micheal&#8217;s assistant. What a surprise, I guess she quit too! Jokes on them, all I need to make this movie is me and my extremely talented and dedicated actors. Like everyone says, if you want a job done right do it yourself. I asked Jack, my assistant, to go check on Carrie Coon, our lead actress. Luckily he didn't abandon me like the others. After twenty minutes there was no sign of Jack anywhere, so I furiously decided to go to Carrie&#8217;s dressing room myself. The door was wide open and no one was there. The room was also a complete disaster! While looking around I saw a suspicious red smear on the floor. I got the sudden feeling that something wasn&#8217;t right. I immediately sprinted back to the main set, and what I saw that day was something I couldn't even have dreamed of accomplishing in my movie.&#160;

Many thousands of years ago, there was a beautiful woman named Jane. She lived in Athens, Greece. One day, while Jane was walking through the town, Zeus spotted Jane from Mount Olympus and Hades spotted her from the underworld. They both thought she was beautiful and they fell in love with her instantly.&#160; After both Zeus and Hades saw Jane, they argued for hours about who would marry her. Hades would say, &#8220;You are weak and ugly Zeus, my brother. I will be the one who marries Jane.&#8221;&#160; &#8220;Oh really Hades, you are more ugly than Medusa. I will be the one who marries Jane.&#8221; After hours of arguing Zeus and Hades finally came to an agreement. They would have a fight on Mount Olympus. Whoever won, would get to marry Jane. When the fight began, it was brutal, both gods using all their strength and anger against one another to try to win the fight. The fight went on for hours, but finally, Hades gave up after being so wounded that he could barely move. Zeus was also very hurt, but not as badly as Hades.&#160;&#160; After the fighting, Zeus was very happy to have won as Hades slumped back to the Underworld. Soon after, Zeus and Jane got married and had three kids. Both Zeus and Jane were very happy to be with each other. Hades was so mad about losing the fight that he wanted revenge. He planned to turn Jane into a bug. Hades&#8217; evil scheme failed when Zeus saved Jane at the last minute. Hades tried multiple times to hurt Jane but each time he was stopped by Zeus.&#160;&#160; Zeus had enough of Hades fooling around so Zeus said to him, &#8220;&#8216;Hades, if you do not stop trying to hurt Jane, then I will take you off your throne and throw you down into Tartarus with Cronus and the rest of the Titans.&#8217;&#8221;&#160; &#8220;&#8216;Fine, God of the Sky. I will stop trying to hurt Jane and I will return back to the underworld,&#8217;&#8221; Hades replied. Ever since then, Jane and Zeus were never bothered and lived happily for the rest of their lives. But, every time Hades sees Zeus and Jane together he gets so angry that his anger gets blown right through the underworld and through the Earth's volcanoes, lava exploding with his anger.&#160; This is why volcanoes erupt to this day.

&#160;&#160;Soul Taker I went to my room, I turned of the light. When I was going to bed, something grabbed my ankle. I tugged to get it off but it didn't come off. A creepy black figure came into my room and I tried to run but that thing was still grabbing my ankle. He went up to me touch my heart. Then standed the with a clear bottle that has a pink heart in it. He walked up to me and said" I stole your soul". I looked on the bed and I saw my body on the bed. I looked at myself, I could see through me. That's when I realized I died.

Once upon a time, there was a boy, a man to be exact. He went by the name of Frank. Just like any other, he had dreams and goals. His biggest one, ever since he was a child, was to become a doctor. He applied to a university, finished at the top of the class and found a job. *** Frank never spoke of his achievements. He always said how&#160;one should never seek someone else&#8217;s approval for one&#8217;s successes.&#160;&#160; One day, a wounded woman arrived at the hospital requesting urgent care. She had been shot it the abdomen three times; each bullet could cost her life.&#160; They needed to be removed quickly. As Frank walked into the operating theater, the woman, on the verge of death, said to him:&#160;&#160; &#8220;A man? A doctor? Please, find me somebody else, he doesn&#8217;t seem trustable, he&#8217;s probably a warlock!&#8221;&#160; Frank was shocked at her words. A woman on a death bed, whose life depended on him, asking&#160;for another doctor because he was a man??? Frank, as he was getting ready for the surgery, explained to the woman that there was no time and that she could be sure he was not a warlock. A nurse also reassured her that Frank was the best doctor in the entire hospital and that she shouldn&#8217;t worry. The woman still refused and wanted a female doctor.&#160; So, she got what she wanted, a doctor with a little less experience, but a female. Her life was saved. She was thankful. She was, as she wanted, operated by a female doctor.&#160; Frank had never felt more&#160;oppressed, saddened and just rejected. Had he forgotten about his own words??? Could it be that with all those diplomas and all the knowledge he possessed he was less valuable??? However, the other side of him knew that &#8211; if he lived for&#160;people's&#160;acceptance, he would die from their&#160;rejection!