Unfolded Wishes_THE DREAMWALL_"You can't see him but I can"_The Power of Acceptance
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Unfolded Wishes
My fingers fumbled over the sleek paper with an elegant design of pink cherry blossoms. I folded it in half several times, each time the piece of paper got less simple. I creased its wings and tucked the head, finally holding out my handiwork, studying it. Pleased, I sat it down on a pile of cranes folded out of simple sheets of unique paper. I pushed my black hair behind my ears, watching my brother finishing the last fold of his own crane. He grinned at me and placed the last crane on top of our pile which was covering the floor of our room. “I think that was the last one!” My brother, Ryo...
THE DREAMWALL
TITLE: THE DREAM WALLJulius Root, a boy of fifteen, lived with his rickety old grandmother in a small town, Bristol. He had never seen his parents. His grandmother told him that fourteen years ago when he was hardly a year old, his parents died in a plane crash when they were flying to Hawaii.Unlike other kids, Julius never missed his parents; his grandmother had never actually let hiwww.onedoor.ccm miss them. She was a friend, mentor, father, mother and everything a person needs in his life to him. Moreover he never knew them very well to miss them!An intelligent and inquisitive boy, he used to go to St. B...
"You can't see him but I can"
19th May Wednesday‘He’s right here' Gathering everyone, I pushed everyone to the back exit. Suddenly I felt my knees weaken and almost give up on my posture: he’s near. There was no time to explain, I felt the goosebumps take over me as if to warn he is near-by. We needed to run. Since it was only me that had the unique ability to see him, the only hope they have is me. mustering up all my courage I turn to my friends. ‘I made up my mind’ I say. ‘What are you talking about El?, we will die here’ she says. ‘We won’t’. I say. ‘Get out of here and don’t wait, run fast as you can’ I knew that...
The Power of Acceptance
Ken had asked him to have a beer after work today. It hadn’t been out of the ordinary, but the second they got their drinks, he knew something was different. Ken exuded confidence - he was the only person that Conan knew who could do a presentation without sweating, or sing “Don’t Stop Believin” on karaoke night without any alcohol in his system. It just wasn’t like him to be sitting here, not making eye contact, tracing the outline of the napkin with his finger. In hindsight, these were all the typical signs. Conan was just off his game tonight.“Congrats on the promotion,” Conan started, atte...