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★ 𝑷𝒊𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝑯𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒕𝒐𝒏 ★

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Unlucky Ski Day

Lauren-It's another beautiful winter day. Cold, but beautiful. And the perfect amount of snow for a ski. I exit my car and get out my skis from the back. It's snowing lightly, making my face freezing. I pull up the hood of my ski jacket, but a few locks of my blond hair stay loose in the wind. I'm ready for some exercise, so I take one of the longer trails. The wind and snow are now both pointed in my direction. It's so cold out. I start skiing with my earbuds in so I can listen to some music. I ski on steady ground for a few kilometers unti...

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The Rebels of the North

Trigger Warning: Gun violence and talk of deathOnce my father asked me what I wanted most. It was meant to be just a birthday present idea, but I was serious. I replied, and he was very surprised. But also happy.Peace, something some may never have, and something most want more than anything. The thing I want most. The thing the world needs most. And something that may kill us all if we don't get it soon.Hello, my name is Carol Winters, and I am an Ice Princess.It's not as easy as it sounds, by the way. I don't just sit around in an ice cast...

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The Magic Ingredient is Love

Submitted to Contest #100

I'm standing in my kitchen, looking at a recipe for my youngest daughter Annabelles' birthday dinner. I'm making her favourite Indian curry, Chicken Tikka Masala, and strawberry ice-cream for dessert. It's no easy task, but since that's what she asked for, I'm going to deliver this to her. She's so sweet and kind, there's no way I could've said no when she asked me to make this dinner for her special day. She's turning four, which is apparently a big deal in preschool because it means you're starting kindergarten soon.If she w...

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May every Sunrise bring me Hope

I have never felt more alive than when I watch the sunrise. Glowing shades of red, orange and yellow reflecting off the rising sun. The radiant colours look so beautiful in this morning's sky. I'm no artist, but my mind keeps imagining myself painting this scene onto a canvas. It's so beautiful that I feel it has to be recorded, even if it won't be a perfect picture. I watch the sunrise every day in honour of my mother. It was her favourite time of day, as well as her name. Shahar. Meaning sunrise, or dawn. She liked a quote that ...

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The Last People on Earth

Warning: Content is completely fictional, and any relation to real things is entirely coincidental. Also, keep in mind that the talking in this story should probably be in Chinese.Ming Sying Huang lived in a small Chinese village with her parents Qiao Li Huang, Zhang Bao Huang, and her baby sister, Chao-Zing Meiying Huang on the outskirts of China. One hot day in July, Ming and her friends, Xia and Yolanda were playing outside when Ming saw a man dressed in black riding on a horse towards her village.That's odd, she thought to herself. This ...

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The More Things Change

Submitted to Contest #96

Ella-How do you know when friends are growing apart? Like the branches of a tree, like the petals of a flower, or like an animal family in the wild. Do you notice it? Does your friend notice it? Or do other people notice it and tell you?Nora-I remember a day on the beach with Ella when we were 8 years old, playing and splashing in the waves. We were the best of friends, the type of girls you could never keep apart no matter how hard you tried. But things have changed between us since then. I don't know if it's that we're growing older, or th...

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Good Things Can't Last Forever

May 6th"There are two doors in life, two ways you can go," My mother's voice echoed in my head. "There is the brave way, or there is the way of hiding from all your problems, being a coward." My mother's favourite words.So I sit here now, thinking about what she meant. Or why she told me those words. Or how she learned them. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~May 7thI often think about the day of the fire. And what I'd said to her that morning before school."Mom," I'd said. "You need to get me a phone!...

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The True Meaning of Friendship

Submitted to Contest #93

Warning: Murder and blood in story. She stepped off the ride dizzy, her vision blurry. Her friend Adria laughed. "That was fun Kiara, we should do it again!" "No way," Kiara said. "I'm saving my tickets for the best part, not wasting them on the same rides." "And what is that?" Adria teased, "Cotton Candy?" "No." Kiara responded.But she never told her friend the surprise. *** Later, they went on the Ferris Wheel. "Kiara," Adria said, "Would you mind telling me what this thing is you're waiting for?" Kiara smiled. "I was hoping you'd ask that...

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