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Should I tell her?
Stella Montana, a 16-year-old girl, is planning stuff to do over the summer with her friends, thinking about what she should do when she finishes school, and wondering what she could do to make her last two years of high school the best two years for everyone. Stella loves to stay updated with everyone’s drama so she can help some people when needed if she could, she also loves to stay up to date on trends of whatever, she checks the weather for each week of school and picks out an outfit for each day of that week ahead of time, so she has time to do whatever she needs. Overall, Stella likes t...
The Electric Souls of Edgewood Hotel
I smack my hand on the hotel registration counter, stopping myself from collapsing. “I’m here.” I breathlessly pant.“Mr. Sharpe, correct?” The lady checked to make sure. I get why they do it: they don’t want random people walking in unannounced to make appointments, but on the other hand, I’ve been here so many times that they should recognize me.“Yes ma’am.” “Alright, let me get your room for-” The lady was interrupted by another woman. This one appeared to be much older. Her hair was shiny and silver, her hooded eyes were penny-colored, and her tan skin was so wrinkled that she looked a litt...
Esmeralda and the Woodland Creatures
Esmeralda and the Woodland CreaturesOnce upon a time, there was someone who deserved more love than she received. Esmeralda was not a very pretty girl. She wasn’t the smartest girl in school and certainly not very popular. In fact, she was the one kid everyone picked on. They were mean to her and bullied the young lass.Many of the other students watched as she was pushed around and humiliated. They couldn’t believe that she would take all of that nonsense and not fight back. One day in the cafeteria, Sue Weldon and her loser mean friends poured milk over Esmeralda’s head. The ...
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The crowd has a life of its own, the people move like enchanting shoals of fish . It was the time of spring festival, in park there is a chatter between buyer's and sellers.I sat on handcrafted unoccupied wooden bench, Everyone around me were content, cheerfulwww.onedoor.cc, fortunate but inside me certain emotions were talking too loudly neither did the crowd hear them nor did they hear crowd voice, so they did not shut up. Inside me their was like a continuous tornado of guilt rising of why.. Why I didn't understand?? Everyone was keen in celebrating the festival but I was continusoly trying to some how s...