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Daichi’s city
That's the thing about this city, cool things can happen. Daichi Sakamoto was walking with his friend Kaito Ishikawa and Daichi’s dog, Miku. a brown and white Borzoi. It was raining slightly so the ground was wet. Daichi and his companion were walking on the nature trail as they normally go but something new happened. Miku started chasing something. She pulled Daichi behind her while Kaito followed. Daichi dug his heels into the ground. Kaito was trying to get in front of Miku and grab her but slipped in the mud. Hee was trampled over by both the dog and his friend that was pulled behind. Sh...
Bridge
Now my friends, as an Asian-American, you would think that I would have often faced racism and that I would have nursed each of my broken pieces into somewhat of a nice-looking sculpture with cracked lines running all over. But in fact, it was quite the opposite. As I was growing up, I luckily did not face as much racism as I do now. But now, I hurt for the brothers, sisters, and the elderly that could've been my grandparents. Every time I scroll through another article, I know that we have lost so much, yet we continue to climb the hard rocky path in hopes of a brighter and better future. We...
Strangers
'Come to downstairs honey, here is a young lady dying to meet you!' Katherine breathed deeply. His father loves to exaggerate things. Nobody is dying to meet her, at least not her step-sister. There is a well structured border around her and she does not wish to break it down. She closed Wuthering Heights after checking the chapter and checked herself in the mirror. She knows that she needs to be pretty young girl who is talkative and supporting in this family gathering but is there even a family? His father left her for 6 months, he should have been working in Turkey by helping other children...
Cycle Cycle Cycle
It was a typical Saturday morning. I started out my day just like any other. eating toast and an egg sandwich with a cup of coffee for breakfast, tending to my garden out back, checking any unseen mail, everything was proceeding like the days that preceded this one. Is it boring? Maybe a little, but I wouldn’t change anything. If the world decides one day, to shake my life up, so be it. If it doesn’t, so be it.As I was working on a company logo, someone knocked on my door. I sighed, grabbed a plain black tee from my drawer, and headed out to the door to get things over with.A man dressed in ...