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<title>ANIMAL GAMES CHAPTER ONE</title>
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#34495e; font-family:Ubuntu,Helvetica,Arial,FreeSans,sans-serif&quot;&gt;&quot;Hey!! Watch it&quot; as he gets thrown into a dark pit he looks around the only thing he can remember is getting the bill notice 5 actually &quot;the-&quot; splat !! a long injection thing injects his back with some puprle stuff the pain is undenyable, after it unenjects he hears other screams &quot;how many people are here&quot; a door leading to some place a big tv in the middle glitching &quot;hello everybody&quot; a black figure with a mask is on the TV &quot;you may know where you are or why your here&quot; he looks around seeing over 1000 people in this hell place &amp;nbsp;&quot;you all either have done terrible crimes or haven't given what we want&quot; guards with animal masks come out one clumsyly drops here gun another guard grabs it a yells &quot;MILLIE GET YOUR ACT TOGETHER&quot; shes trumbleing and is very weak looking &quot;I'm trying..&quot; &quot;TRYING ISNT GOOD&quot; he throws the gun at her as she stays there &quot; I'm sorry,&quot; she gets up losing all of that weak look &quot;well&quot; the TV man says &quot;don't try to fight back,&quot; a laugh a dark not funny laugh echos &quot;you all are playing in children games, this hell place is called the animal game you all will soon act just like a monster animals&quot; a girl with long brown hair and rapped hands yell &quot;then what the *cat hiss* was that injection&quot; she yells &quot;now now my little girl, no cursing you cant even&quot; hes acting like her father &amp;nbsp;&quot;I &quot;cat hiss&quot; CAN&quot; &quot;wait what,...&quot; &amp;nbsp;&quot;That enjection was a control enjection&quot; the girls eyes widen and then falls down like shes dead &quot;you all know the rules, there isn't any&quot; the screen turns off his voice goes low and dark until no sound is echoing or making sound a guy that looks like he's here for being just a creep walks up and yells &quot;I can beat you all!!&quot; he's on bababababluu a boom boom gets pulled to his head &quot;think twice you rat&quot; the boom boom shoots and does land but not killing him instead a rat tail comes out his hair going silver and his body goes small he's a rat!! he looks around not knowing what happend the next second that women crushed him with her feet &quot;well, us guards should tell you who we are&quot; she looks around and all the guards come up is a army like stand &quot;I'm&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Jū meaning animal or beast non of use knows what we were like, I'm the chief&quot; I look at her and her outfit her mask is a lions a white lion &quot;just because I'm chief Im not the most powerful one, meet&amp;nbsp;Kitsune and his brother...Inugami&quot; they both show up one little guy with brown hair and giving kisses like this is a model or singer,his brother has blue black hair and a sword &quot;hello&quot; he bows his brother on the other hand goes into a pose and says &quot;Hello!! you ladies look beautiful&quot; the girls go that oo &quot;stop being a play boy&quot; ju says mad &quot;well the games don't start until a bit so talk befriend or make enemys I really don't care&quot; she steps back going to a door and disappearing Miku the main guy this whole time looks around&amp;nbsp;Inugami goes to a pretty girl with dark green eyes a LONG brown hair &quot;hello my lady&quot; he says kissing her hand &quot;nope&quot; she says punching him and kicking his back down&amp;nbsp;
&lt;br&gt;&quot;I know you can fight back so ill stop&quot; she looks at me seeing im looking at him &quot;sup&quot; she says walking to miku &quot;im&amp;nbsp;Riki nice to meet you&quot; she says almost shy looking &quot;h-hi I'm Miku&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;-STAR&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;hope you enjoyed!!&lt;/p&gt;

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<pubDate>Tue, 19 May 2026 00:21:31 +0000</pubDate>
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<title>WARRIOR DOGS UPDATES!</title>
<link>https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/866485/warrior-dogs-updates</link>
<description>First, let's unpack the first book &amp;quot;Rise of the Stars&amp;quot;!&lt;br /&gt;
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So, it began with a apprentice (Deerheart) and a hunter (Dragonclaw) went to the nearest forest (The Willful Forest) to hunt. &amp;quot;Ugh...if there's no prey, why are we even here!?&amp;quot; Deerheart said. &amp;quot;I hear something!&amp;quot; Dragonclaw quickly shushed Deerheart. Just then, Tigerclaw jumped from the bushes and attempted to attack, but Dragonclaw spun around and hit Tigerclaw with his Dragondog tail, slamming Tigerclaw onto a tree unconscious. Deerheart didn't look surprised, as he's seen Dragonclaw flex before.&lt;br /&gt;
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After Flamestar (ally cat, alternative host for meetings) and Stareye (ally cat, 12 years old in human years) ended a meeting together, Flamestar asked Stareye if he had seen Dragonclaw and Deerheart. Stareye said no. So, they went to look. On the way, they spotted Rustpaw (Bernese Mountain Dog, Elder) who was lost in the woods while trying to get to the meeting. They guided him back. Once they found Deerheart and Dragonclaw, &amp;nbsp;Flamestar scolded them both.&lt;br /&gt;
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IMPORTANT THINGS TO KNOW!&lt;br /&gt;
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a apprentice is NOT a &amp;quot;-paw&amp;quot;: they may be ranked to be a -tail (beginner) to -whistle (advanced) to -heart (pre)&lt;br /&gt;
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Flamestar is NOT the leader: Brownfur is the chief of Leafclan.&lt;br /&gt;
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NO WARRIOR CATS: unless they are a ally cat, guardian cat, or friendly to the clans&lt;br /&gt;
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NEW CHIEFS: Firefur (Chief of Wildclan) and Steve the Yorkie (Skyblaze) (Chief of Rainclan)&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyways, that's all for now! Stay tuned for the next part of Rise of the Stars!&lt;br /&gt;
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I HAVE A WARRIOR DOGS LOBBY ON BLOXD IO! (Pls check it out) (wip and need clan builders)&lt;br /&gt;
EDIT: warrior cats fans, sorry for the huge difference in the roles! I don't know much, since I don't read the books. Also my kt captcha not working :(&lt;br /&gt;
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<pubDate>Fri, 09 Jan 2026 03:51:51 +0000</pubDate>
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&lt;p&gt;HaPyPyy eORth dayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;:D ehheeheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;anyway at school on earth day youu get a oreo pudding with a gummy worm and me and my friend lexi last year she got one and he named it jeffrey and someone ripped him in half so we burried him in the school yard and on the first day of schoooooool this year we tried to dig him up and someone ate him...&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;soooooooooooooooooooo to rememeber jefrey we got new children and i named mmine wormie&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/?qa=blob&amp;amp;qa_blobid=3378981777596578731&quot; style=&quot;height:337px; width:600px&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;ehehe he has a smiley face&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p&gt;he says hi&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;:D&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<title>The Sister ( A nun continuation)</title>
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&lt;p data-start=&quot;329&quot; data-end=&quot;667&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p data-start=&quot;329&quot; data-end=&quot;667&quot;&gt;The bells toll in the distance, their haunting chimes echoing through the empty halls of Saint Agnes Abbey. Maci flinches, the sound sharp in the silence. It’s 3 a.m. The hour when the world sleeps, but not here—not in the convent. Here, the night never truly feels dark, as though the very walls are bathed in a constant, unnatural glow.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p data-start=&quot;669&quot; data-end=&quot;954&quot;&gt;Maci sits on the edge of her small bed, her hands trembling as they clasp the rosary she was given on her first day. The beads feel cold against her fingers, the smoothness of each one reminding her that she is meant to be focused, to be meditative. To pray. But she doesn’t know why.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p data-start=&quot;956&quot; data-end=&quot;1008&quot;&gt;It’s a question that haunts her every waking moment.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p data-start=&quot;1010&quot; data-end=&quot;1286&quot;&gt;She doesn’t belong here—not really. She never imagined her life would be one of quiet prayer and sacred rituals. When she was younger, she’d dreamed of something more—something full of adventure, perhaps even love. But here, behind these heavy stone walls, she feels… trapped.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p data-start=&quot;1288&quot; data-end=&quot;1499&quot;&gt;The sisters tell her it’s a gift. To give oneself over to prayer, to silence, to devotion. They say it’s the only way to truly connect with the divine. But Maci doesn’t understand. She doesn’t &lt;em data-start=&quot;1481&quot; data-end=&quot;1487&quot;&gt;feel&lt;/em&gt; connected.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p data-start=&quot;1501&quot; data-end=&quot;1842&quot;&gt;In the stillness of her small, plain room, she stares at the crucifix above her bed. Its eyes seem to watch her, unblinking, unfeeling. Why must she pray so often? Why must she spend every waking moment in pursuit of something she doesn’t understand? The constant weight of the prayers, the repetition—it’s suffocating. She’s drowning in it.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p data-start=&quot;1844&quot; data-end=&quot;1956&quot;&gt;A soft knock at her door breaks her from her thoughts. Maci quickly rises, smoothing the rough habit she wears.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p data-start=&quot;1958&quot; data-end=&quot;2031&quot;&gt;“Come in,” she calls, though she’s not sure who it could be at this hour.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p data-start=&quot;2033&quot; data-end=&quot;2293&quot;&gt;The door creaks open, and Sister Agnes steps in, her face as pale as the moonlight that streams through the window. The older nun’s eyes flicker over Maci, as though searching for something, before settling on her with a kind smile that doesn’t reach her eyes.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p data-start=&quot;2295&quot; data-end=&quot;2421&quot;&gt;“It’s time for Matins, Sister,” she says softly, her voice carrying a weight Maci can’t place. “The Lord awaits your prayers.”&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p data-start=&quot;2423&quot; data-end=&quot;2568&quot;&gt;Maci nods, forcing a smile. “Of course, Sister.” But the words feel hollow in her mouth. &lt;em data-start=&quot;2512&quot; data-end=&quot;2541&quot;&gt;The Lord awaits my prayers.&lt;/em&gt; What does that even mean?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p data-start=&quot;2570&quot; data-end=&quot;2782&quot;&gt;Sister Agnes watches her for a moment longer before turning and walking away, her footsteps echoing down the long, dimly lit corridor. Maci stares at the door for a moment, the silence swallowing the room again.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p data-start=&quot;2784&quot; data-end=&quot;2810&quot;&gt;Why does it feel so wrong?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p data-start=&quot;2812&quot; data-end=&quot;2975&quot;&gt;She hesitates, but only for a second. The others are waiting. They will be praying in the chapel, and she will join them, though her heart feels heavy with doubt.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p data-start=&quot;2977&quot; data-end=&quot;3345&quot;&gt;When she steps into the chapel, the familiar scent of incense fills her lungs. The flickering candlelight casts long shadows on the stone walls, twisting the shapes into something dark and unsettling. The other nuns are kneeling, their heads bowed, their voices a low hum as they chant the prayers. It’s rhythmic. It’s soothing. And yet, Maci feels nothing but unease.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p data-start=&quot;3347&quot; data-end=&quot;3475&quot;&gt;The longer she kneels there, the more the shadows seem to grow. Her thoughts become tangled in the quiet murmur of the prayers.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p data-start=&quot;3477&quot; data-end=&quot;3552&quot;&gt;Why does she feel as if she’s being watched? Why is she so unsettled here?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p data-start=&quot;3554&quot; data-end=&quot;3630&quot;&gt;&lt;em data-start=&quot;3554&quot; data-end=&quot;3575&quot;&gt;Maybe it’s just me,&lt;/em&gt; she tells herself, but the thought doesn’t sit right.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p data-start=&quot;3632&quot; data-end=&quot;3806&quot;&gt;From the corner of her eye, Maci sees something move—a shadow, too long, too tall to be human. She turns her head quickly, but it’s gone. Just the flicker of the candlelight.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p data-start=&quot;3808&quot; data-end=&quot;3842&quot;&gt;But she’s sure she saw something.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p data-start=&quot;3844&quot; data-end=&quot;4011&quot;&gt;Maci forces her attention back to the prayer, her lips whispering the words she’s memorized, but the sense of &lt;em data-start=&quot;3954&quot; data-end=&quot;3965&quot;&gt;something&lt;/em&gt; lurking—something &lt;em data-start=&quot;3984&quot; data-end=&quot;3991&quot;&gt;wrong&lt;/em&gt;—grows in her chest.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p data-start=&quot;4013&quot; data-end=&quot;4175&quot;&gt;The prayer ends, and the nuns rise, all in perfect harmony, except for Maci. Her legs feel like lead, and she lingers a moment longer, gazing at the empty altar.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p data-start=&quot;4177&quot; data-end=&quot;4372&quot;&gt;There is something here, something beyond the prayers, beyond the devotion. She can feel it, in her bones, in the way the air seems to hold its breath around her. But no one else seems to notice.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p data-start=&quot;4374&quot; data-end=&quot;4396&quot;&gt;No one except for her.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 24 Feb 2025 17:28:53 +0000</pubDate>
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<title>Dishonest Pt:2 (a horror story)</title>
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&quot;ok we can check out this super scary monster John&quot;&amp;nbsp;&quot;&amp;nbsp;I know what I saw Abby !&quot; &quot;settle down were going to Adrian's House not the woods&quot;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Kaiden... nevermind&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;John looked like he witnessed a murder the entire walk to Adrian's House Abby and Kaiden didn't pay attention&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;*knock, knock, knock*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&quot;Adrian are you home ?&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;no answer so Kaiden, John, and Abby keep knocking... still no answer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&quot;Well it's getting dark it's probably 6pm we can call him tomorrow bye guys !&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;as all three of them walk alone in the streets of Grimhaven they all get home but not before John sees the creature, John grabs his flashlight ands goes to the woods...&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Creators note- the setting takes place in the 1980's in a fictional place called Grimhaven which Is located in Texas)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Sat, 21 Dec 2024 02:36:57 +0000</pubDate>
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<title>When the stars shatter chapter one</title>
<link>https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/343958/when-the-stars-shatter-chapter-one</link>
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&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px 0px 14px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 48px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Chapter one&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px 0px 14px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 36px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Maple&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px 0px 14px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Maple was a strange girl. Her mother was missing, her father didn’t even exist, so she had a caregiver named Ben. He told her stories of a Great War. He always said her mother had been the one who fought battles victorious, and that when maple was born, she had been given to Ben so her mother could win the war and let maple have a peaceful life. Every time the mail came, maple dashed from her room to see if it was from her mother.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px 0px 14px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Then one day, when maple was eleven, she opened a letter to find it from someone called Avery. He said:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px 0px 14px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-style:italic&quot;&gt;Hello, Maple. Right now you are probably wondering who I am. I am Avery the great, the one who has slain sandmouth. I have written this to tell you of a prophecy that your mother had made that she managed to send, the last record of her. The prophecy says this:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px 0px 14px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-style:italic&quot;&gt;Five years after the war, the goblins will shatter the stars that make the fairys fairys.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px 0px 14px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-style:italic&quot;&gt;The one born the summer 5 years into the war will become queen against the goblins.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px 0px 14px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-style:italic&quot;&gt;They shall fix the stars.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px 0px 14px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); min-height: 21.6px;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px 0px 14px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-style:italic&quot;&gt;The prophecy states that you will save the fairys. You must save us! Before you go to sleep, eat the thing I have enclosed on this letter, and you shall know everything!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px 0px 14px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;em style=&quot;font-style:italic&quot;&gt;Signed, Avery&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px 0px 14px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); min-height: 21.6px;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px 0px 14px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;As maple read this, she had about a million questions: “why me?” “Who is Avery?” “Am I really a fairy?” “Why has Ben told me I’m a human?” “Sandmouth?” “What did he mean by: eat this before you sleep and you shall know everything?”&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px 0px 14px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;A few minutes later, maple went up to Ben’s room, and confronted him. “Hey Ben!” Maple said, holding out the letter. “Wait what?” Ben spluttered, and looked surprised. “How come you never told me I am a fairy?!” Maple said, outraged. “Maple, all I want is for you to have a normal life.” Ben said, in a stern voice. “But I am already not normal! I have never been normal!” Maple said, furiously. Ben didn’t know what to reply, so he read Elizabeths prophecy. Then he said “you may go fulfill the prophecy.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px 0px 14px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Maple could barely sleep that night, although she knew she needed to. Finally, she went to sleep and dreamed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px 0px 14px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;She found herself in a mushroom, with someone mysterious in front of her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px 0px 14px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;“Hello, Maple, I am Elizabeth, your mother.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px 0px 14px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;“WHAT!? MOTHER!?” Maple said&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px 0px 14px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;“Yes, and I are here to teach you your powers.”&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px 0px 14px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;“I have powers!?”&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px 0px 14px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;You do, and the first one you will learn is shrinking and growing back to human size”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px 0px 14px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Elizabeth then shrank, and grew.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px 0px 14px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Maple understood and did so.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px 0px 14px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Then, she was handed a wand and spellbook.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px 0px 14px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;“This is your most important possession, use it well” Elizabeth said&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px 0px 14px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Maple was speechless.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px 0px 14px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Then, Elizabeth flapped her wings and fluttered up, and then back down.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px 0px 14px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Maple, again, understood.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px 0px 14px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); min-height: 21.5px;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px 0px 14px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;And then she woke up, still holding her wand and spellbook. She put them in a bag, with a couple of other supplies. She head out, into the world, to fulfill the prophecy.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px 0px 14px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0px 0px 14px; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Do y’all like it?&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 19 Aug 2024 22:54:51 +0000</pubDate>
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<title>The Ghost of Creek Wood chapter one</title>
<link>https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/334340/the-ghost-of-creek-wood-chapter-one</link>
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&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:3pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:#000000; font-family:'EB Garamond',serif; font-size:24pt; font-style:normal; font-variant:normal; font-weight:400; text-decoration:none; vertical-align:baseline; white-space:pre-wrap&quot;&gt;Prologue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:#000000; font-family:Arial,sans-serif; font-size:13.999999999999998pt; font-style:normal; font-variant:normal; font-weight:400; text-decoration:none; vertical-align:baseline; white-space:pre-wrap&quot;&gt;Five-year-old Bexlee Sage sat beside her window listening to the loud thunder and watching the rain come down. It’s been very long since there has been a storm like this in Creek Wood. Their town usually was very hot and dry and when rain did come there were only a few droplets. “Your sister should be back from work very soon.” Bexlee’s mother June said. “Do you think the storm will pass by then mom?” “Of course, don’t worry.” Bexlee wasn’t sure that her mother was right. An hour had passed bye and still no sign of her sister Juniper. It was quiet and then there was a huge crack of lightning. Bexlee peered out the window and noticed a tree fell down in the forest near their house. “You should get to sleep Bexlee; you'll have to wake up early tomorrow.” Her mother told her. “Okay mum goodnight.” Bexlee said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:#000000; font-family:Arial,sans-serif; font-size:13.999999999999998pt; font-style:normal; font-variant:normal; font-weight:400; text-decoration:none; vertical-align:baseline; white-space:pre-wrap&quot;&gt;Bexlee went upstairs to her room and fell on her soft bed. She pulled the blankets on her and drifted off to sleep.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:#000000; font-family:Arial,sans-serif; font-size:13.999999999999998pt; font-style:normal; font-variant:normal; font-weight:400; text-decoration:none; vertical-align:baseline; white-space:pre-wrap&quot;&gt;Bexlee woke up the next morning. She went out of her room and looked into her sister's room and noticed she wasn’t there. She ran downstairs and yelled for her mom but there was no reply. She went upstairs and looked in her moms room to find a motionless body lying on the floor. She looked closer and noticed it was her mom. Blood oozed out of her mothers throat. Bexlee stared in shock and fat tears started to roll down her cheek. Suddenly something smacked her in the head knocking her out and dragged her away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:#000000; font-family:'EB Garamond',serif; font-size:24pt; font-style:normal; font-variant:normal; font-weight:400; text-decoration:none; vertical-align:baseline; white-space:pre-wrap&quot;&gt;Chapter one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:#000000; font-family:Arial,sans-serif; font-size:13.999999999999998pt; font-style:normal; font-variant:normal; font-weight:400; text-decoration:none; vertical-align:baseline; white-space:pre-wrap&quot;&gt;I’m sitting in the car mad at my dad. I’ve been mad at him ever since he told us that we were moving to Creek Wood. I didn’t want to move. I've made so many friends in Apple Forest and my dad expects me to leave them all behind. My mother looks at me and smiles warmly at me, her ocean blue eyes twinkle with excitement. “Jack I know you don't want to leave but think of it as a fun adventure you’ll make new friends I promise.” She tells me. Part of me thinks it will be fun but the other part isn’t sure. “And maybe you’ll finally get a girlfriend.” My little brother Miles says. “Shut up miles.” I mumble. I have been in a relationship with both boys and girls. All of them have been in secret though. I haven't came out to anyone that I’m Bisexual except for my friend Claire. She had always been there for me even through my toughest times. I have no idea what I’m going to do without her. I move my brown bangs from my eyes and grab my phone. My brother is of course being nosy and peering over to see what I’m doing. “MILES STOP IT!” I yell at him. I had no idea that some seven-year-olds could be so annoying. “Okay fine I’ll stop jeez.” he tells me with this smirk on his face.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:#000000; font-family:Arial,sans-serif; font-size:13.999999999999998pt; font-style:normal; font-variant:normal; font-weight:400; text-decoration:none; vertical-align:baseline; white-space:pre-wrap&quot;&gt;Three hours pass and we arrive there. I hop out of the car and stare at the house where we are living. It was a cream color and had a lot of flowers that mom would love. “Jack, can you help me with Enzo?” My dad asks me. I walk near Enzo’s car seat and pick&amp;nbsp; him up. I have always had a soft spot for babies, especially Enzo. I look into his hazel eyes and smile at him. I walk inside the house. It looked like really expensive railings had a golden look to them and there was marble flooring. The walls were painted a creme color. I ran upstairs and claimed the bedroom. I unpack all my things and settle in. I lay on my bed exhausted. I change into my pjs and go downstairs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:#000000; font-family:Arial,sans-serif; font-size:13.999999999999998pt; font-style:normal; font-variant:normal; font-weight:400; text-decoration:none; vertical-align:baseline; white-space:pre-wrap&quot;&gt;My dad brings back Chinese takeout. I snarf down my food really quickly. I was starving. “Wow you must've been really hungry.” My dad says. I just give a nod and go upstairs. I brush my teeth, grab my phone and watch YouTube shorts until I feel the need to sleep. I look at my clock and realize it's almost twelve. I lay down and close my eyes. When I’m very close to falling asleep I hear a voice of a little girl saying, “Help me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 01 Aug 2024 22:21:15 +0000</pubDate>
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<title>EverVined Chapter 1: Encountered</title>
<link>https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/297429/evervined-chapter-1-encountered</link>
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&lt;p&gt;Hey, My name is Katrina Kayde, but most people call me Rina. Sorry, I just don't like the nickname Kat. Anyways, before you read on. You can call this fiction, or whatever you say, but don't get out of your head that this truly happened to me. Really. But let's start from the top. I recently just moved to Ariona, uh... I forgot the state. Actually, let's start from this morning. I packed up all my cool new school stuff and tried to find the difference between shirts that'll make me made fun of, shirts that'll make me get beat up, and just normal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;I think you know which shirt that I picked.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;My mom said I'd be going on the bus, so I tried to wake up earlier. When I was done dressing and packing, I went downstairs for breakfast. But- it wasn't down there? I know that my mom take my sister to school then drives to work, but usually at most there's some toast, no?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;No problem, though. I bet there's breakfast as lunch or something? I checked my watch. 7:45 am. Time to go to the bustop! I went across the street and I saw a few people. They seemed easy to charm no? I walked up to this girl, fairly much shorter than me. Long-ish brunette hair, and cute pants and shoes! From the back at least. I decided to tap on her shoulder and she turned around.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Listen.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I know it's rude to gasp at somebody's appearance but...&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;This.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Was.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Not.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Normal.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;It was just that, she looked normal. She had this cute London green top, blue jean bellbottoms and some lacey white socks and shoes. But she had these pointed... elf looking ears. Bigger eyes than any normal human would have. And these big- fluttering crystal patterned fairy wings. Oh. My. Gosh.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<title>The Story Of Allie Wush | Chapter One</title>
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&lt;p style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Story Of Allie Wush&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My hand hovers just inches away from Brady's face as I hold him by his collar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;ALLIE!! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING?!?!&quot; Ms. Trexes screams as she rushes over to Brady and I.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I look over at Ms. Trexes and drop Brady in the snow. He starts bawling as Ms. Trexes examines Brady to make sure I hadn't hurt him. Then she gets up and gives me a stink eye and turns in the direction of the kids who had gathered to watch the fight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;Collin, walk Brady to the nurse's office.&quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As Collin helps Brady up Ms. Trexes turns back to me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&quot;And you, Allie, will follow me.&quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I follow Ms. Trexes down the bland hallways. We turn the corner and enter the secretary's office. The secretary, Mrs. Bush, looks up from her computer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;Allie, again? This is the third time this week!&quot; I shrug as she sighs and shakes her head.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;The principal will see you momentary. Take a seat.&quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ms. Trexes explains what happened and gives me one last glance and leaves.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I fidget with my hair and wonder what Mr. Hills, the principal, will slam on me this time. Detention for a month? Suspension? Expulsion? I get lost in my thoughts about my punishment. Suddenly the door to the principal's office opens.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;Ms. Wush. Come in.&quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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&lt;p&gt;I started writing this and it’s &amp;nbsp;not very good ( I’m not even a middle child) but yeah let me know if you like it.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:15pt&quot;&gt;Dear Diary &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday September 5th&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:13pt&quot;&gt;I’m Sarah. I'm a middle child. I have an older brother James and a younger sister Amara (bitter one). Everyone LOVES my younger sister Amaraon the surface but behind closed doors she’s so BRATTY. My Older brother James is going into high school and he always asks like I’m dumb just because he’s a brainiac.&amp;nbsp; I’ve seen videos that are like “ Older sibling vs younger sibling” or “ older sibling struggles.” Or even maybe “younger sibling struggles” but SERIOUSLY those guys have got it easy compared to the middle child. Like for example, when James goes into my room and looks at my stuff my parents will say “&amp;nbsp; oh he’s just look out for his little sister” YEAH by looking through my stuff UGH.And when Bitter one (Amara) cuts open and ruins half of my fidgets (based on a true story) they’ll say “ oh she’s young cut her some slack” YEAH I know she’s younger than me but she just destroyed half of my fidgets. It took me forever to build my entire collection! I don’t like either of my siblings but I really HATE bitter one. Whenever I have a new teacher their always like “ oh *reads my last name* You’re Jame’s younger sister right?” And then in a quiet voice while the whole class looks at me I say “Yeah, I am.” And then the teacher goes like “Great! I expect nothing less that top performance from James’s&amp;nbsp; little sister!” And then&amp;nbsp; if I get anything less than an A+, 100% (etc)” Their like “ I would have expected more from James’s&amp;nbsp; younger sister.” Yeah WELL MISS WHATSYOURNAME EVEN THOUGH DOESNT MEAN WE ARE THE SAME PERSON AND WILL GET THE SAME GRADES&amp;nbsp; AND &amp;nbsp; MAYBE I DONT WANT TO BE KNOWN AS HIS YOUNGER SISTER!!!!!!!! EVER THINK OF THAT! Sorrrry about my rant there it’s just VERY annoying when they do that. But come tomorrow I won’t have to deal with that anymore (YAY!). You might be thinking “but,Sarah how?”. Well I am starting middle school on Monday&amp;nbsp; and after a LOT of convincing from me my parents are sending me to a different middle&amp;nbsp; school than James went to. So now I’ll just be Sarah,&amp;nbsp; “ Not James younger sister, Sarah” And my BFF Hannah is going to! I REALLY hope where in the Same classes. Now here’s a little more about my relationship with my familiy. I have a weird relashinship with m parents I love them, but my favorite person in the world is my best friend. And I have never told her this but I’m so jealous of her she has a single mom and is an only child her and her mom are SOOOOOOOO close She has told me that she loves me but her favorite person is her mom and they cuddle every night.so yeah I’m so jealous. My parents also are really strict and I’m always worried that if I tell them something they will get mad. Thankfully they wake up LATE on the weekends like 9am late So since I wake up at 6:00 I just do whatever I want for 3 hours and then when they wake up I say I’ve only been awake fo 10 minutes the only thing me and my siblings all know and agree on is our parents strictness and that waking up early and lying about it is good I wake up at 6:00, James wakes up at 6:30and Amara wakes up at 7:00. You’re probably like if your parents are so strict aren’t you worried they’ll find your&amp;nbsp; diary. Yup so that’s why I have a virtual diary I use an app that you can write your diary in and before you enter the app each time you enter a passcode. Me and my siblings each do our own thing till 9:00. All three of us have an unspoken agreement that we won’t tell our parents the others are up. On weekdays I&amp;nbsp; only get like&amp;nbsp; 30 minutes cause I wake up at 6:30 and parents at 7:00. Im realizing you must think I hate my parents but that’s not the case I LOVE them their just kinda strict and I like Hannah more but they were the ones who taught me how to ride a bike, swim and gave me food and shelter so yeah I love them. James used to be okay up until 6&amp;nbsp; months ago we would play board games and read together and lie to our parents together and stay up late talking but since then he’s been a bit mean to me and has been going in my room and talking ot me like I’m dumb so I don’t like him anymore. I miss him. I’ve never liked bitter one. But Hannah, Hannah is the BEST I can tell her anything we’ve know eachother since kindergarten if we’re not in the Same classes I don’t know what I’ll do. Omg I just reread this whole thing and realized I was rambling so much I promise that when I write after my first day of school there will be less switching topics and&amp;nbsp; rambling, okay good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:13pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Forever and always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p&gt;Chapter the first:The rooster's dead.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Hi. My name's Sylvia. I run my parents' farm! Ever since I was two, I was workin' the fields. I never had a break, but I WAS&amp;nbsp;breakin' SWEAT out there in the dirt and blood of my elders. Now that I work alone- Even though I'm 16- I need no help. I used to be a city girl, but we moved when I turned 1. I was too privileged. Too SELFISH! I had everything. Now all I got is a barn, animals, and fruit. Every day, I eat bread and avocados, homemade jam, and veggie soup. I never had an education, except for Pre- education.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Chapter the second: Livin' la BROKE vida&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Even though I own my own farm, it's broken down and unnoticed. In this time, slaves are still enslaved. Lives are still lost. No one can be brought back. My&amp;nbsp; parents have died. My sisters fell sick. My life feels like it's on its last string of hope....&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Today I did the impossible. I left the farm. I've never been back to the city to see how my sisters were doing, so I did it. I f-finally did it...&quot;Tickets please.&quot; Said a Lady I've never seen before. &quot;What?&quot; I said. &quot;I SAID-&quot; &quot;I heard you. I never knew you needed tickets to SEE somebody.&quot; I was confused. &quot;You buy tickets to see a movie, don't you?&quot; She was starting to get&amp;nbsp; very snappy. After I found some tickets in my pocket, I found my sisters lying in bed.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Chapter the third: &quot;DIED?&quot;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&quot;Hello?&quot; I said. &quot;How are you?&quot; No soul made a single, gentle, peep. &quot;What's going on?&quot; I asked the snappy lady. &quot;Oh! I forgot to tell you. They're DEAD. They've DIED. Get with the program.&quot; &quot;WHAT?&quot; I said, &quot;You never told me! WHAT PROGRAM?&quot; I started to cry. &quot;Get over it. All people die at a certain point.&quot; She walked away and closed the door. My mind:&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Why does she have to be so rude? My sisters DIED and she literally was so CALM!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I sat there for hours, wondering why i never came earlier so i could at least say goodbye.The only sibling I have left is.. AHA! ROBBIE! I ran to a big company called &quot;&lt;em&gt;Robbie's entertainment!&quot;.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Robbie was checking to see if all the Tv's worked. &quot;Oh hey, farmgirl.I wouldn't see you here every day.&quot; He said.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The end! For now!&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p&gt;&quot;Oh. My. Freaking. Gosh ! You can't get married !&quot; I shout, my eyes filled to the brink with tears and my face red in anger. I literally just met the guy not two days ago. Now, she, my sister, wants to marry him. My mom and dad had known about this for months, and my three obnoxious brothers all have known for a few weeks.Why was I last to know ?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Esie didn't look like she was sure what to say next, her big beautiful brown eyes showing it. She sat down on our&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;vintage&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;sofa which looked like a cat tore it up. (We don't have a cat or a dog or any animals for that matter) I didn't want to hear her say a word. I was murderously angry. She started to say something, but then paused to change the direction the conversation. &quot;Hey, why don't we talk upstairs in your room. Later. &quot;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&quot; No!&quot; I shout. My face was getting hotter every minute. It wasn't because we had almost twenty-five people, all now probably disturbed by my reaction, at the house. I could see three year old Angela run and cling to her mom, and my mom had stopped cooking to see what was going on. Esie's unlikable ( My family might digress )&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;boyfriend&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;gave me hope when he started laughing out of the blue. &quot;This is a joke right. Next thing you're going to say, &quot; I pause, looking at the date on my cell phone. Not April 1st. I didn't believe what I was about to say next.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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&lt;p&gt;What is your favorite part and why?
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&lt;br&gt;What's your least favorite part and why?
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&lt;br&gt;What did I do really well?
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&lt;br&gt;Do you like the questions after each part?
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&lt;br&gt;Should there be a famous Minecrafter mentioned in a future part?
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&lt;br&gt;Should I keep going?
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&lt;br&gt;Do you like the length of each chapter?
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&lt;br&gt;Do you like the characters?
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&lt;br&gt;What is your fave character and why?
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&lt;br&gt;Do you want to help me in &amp;nbsp;the future?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Should I continue?
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&lt;br&gt;Do you have any other feedback?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; href=&quot;https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/125188/my-minecraft-story-part-8-the-battle-2&quot;&gt;Fan theories (Has all the links)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<title>Accepting Characters: &quot;Star Child&quot; Casting Call</title>
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&lt;p&gt;If you have read&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline;&quot;&gt;Star Child,&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;you know it's about a girl who goes to a school for people like her. This book will get better and more exciting. In fact, I might make a sequel or make it a triology. So, yeah.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Anyway, down to what this post is about. I will need mostly students, but I'll also need teachers, tutors\trainers, parents, neighbors etc. Please say the characters Name, Age, Occupation, Appearance, relationships, personality and more stuff I don't care to mention.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The characters you use to apply must not be related to fandoms ( Marvel, Dc, MC etc.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Disclaimer:The characters you use to apply are going to be used by me and my sister in any way I want. And they will mainly he Side characters.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<title>&quot;Star Child&quot; Chapter 5</title>
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&lt;p&gt;I'm writing this chapter. The things that happen are written and imagined by me. However, the story idea was my sisters .&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p&gt;&quot;Hehe, thanks.&quot; I said, my face red with embarrassment. That girl defended me and I was grateful. While letting my thick hair down, I continued, &quot; So, um, what's your name ?&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The girl who saved me nodded, &quot;Kylie.&quot; She picked up my books, which had fallen on the floor, and handed them to me. Kylie hardly said anything more. She shoved me to my class, waving with a cat-like grin on her face. I sighed. Time to learn about quadratic what-not.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I wanted to look for Kylie when the bell rang, but, unfortunately, I had quite a few classes before I could get a break. I dashed up the stairs where a class I've never heard of before (Kotronics) was being held.&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hopefully, I don't run into the mean girl.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;My hopes didn't disappoint. I turned a corner, saw the door, turned the knob, and my mouth dropped, seeing the room.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The Kotronics class was the weirdest and most unusual classroom I have ever seen. Granted, I haven't see many classrooms. Still. The classroom walls were a bold shade of green. Pictures of odd objects, magical landscapes, and monsterous creatures covered the walls, and weapons lined the floor. The floor looked clear, but I knew it wasn't because the bottom looked like the Grand Canyon. No kidding ! Student desks, that was silver and hexagon shaped, surrounded the teacher's desk.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Interrupting my train of thought, the teacher, who was just as odd as the classroom, held a black suit to my face (&lt;em&gt;That&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;was annoying.) and said, &quot; Here here, Dyanne, put this on.&quot;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&quot;My name's not Dyanne.&quot; I smile, noticing my teacher's lack of pupils.&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Weird.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&quot;Well, &quot; He starts, &quot; just put this on, class is already late. &quot; I raised my eyebrows at the last part.&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Class is late ?&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Of course, I knew what he meant. I took the suit from his large hands and I&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;tried&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;to put it on. With the suit being three sizes too big, I struggled to keep it on my body. It kept slipping ! After trying to keep it on by a hairclip, I looked at all the students. They seemed to have their suits fit perfectly.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&quot;Dude, we've been waiting forever. Put the darn suit on.&quot; A boy with a slightly southern accent said firmly. The teacher glared at him.&amp;nbsp; &quot;Here, let me help.&quot; He muttered as he shuffled around the desks. &quot;What you gotta do is-------. &quot; He zipped up the back, my suit tightening to my skin. I took my seat which was between the boy and a red haired girl.&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p&gt;Well watchya think ? Not really a cliff-hanger, but I wonder how the lesson will go . XD any of you KSearchers have any ideas for the class ? Or the plot ? Who is your favorite character so far ? Am I asking too many questions ? Do you like southern boi. ? What do you think will happen next ? You want to add a character to the series ?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Also, constructive criticism would be nice lollllll.&lt;/p&gt;

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<title>Pt 2 of my first story</title>
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&lt;p&gt;As the maid led me downstairs, I noticed a tall slender door that said keep out. I didn’t bother asking about it because I didn’t want to risk (possibly) dying. “Where are we going?” I said. “To the throne.” The maid said, quite seriously. I thought I was gonna live the life. This is boring. “ You will be having lunch with her at 12:00 sharp.”. When we got to the queen’s room I noticed that the maid was shivering in fear. “ Try to make a good impression.&amp;nbsp;At least &lt;em&gt;try.” she said softly”.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;Wow. Thanks a lot for scaring me. Now I feel SWEATY! As we open&amp;nbsp;the door, a tall woman on a throne is looking at us. She had blonde hair, perfect hair, skin, teeth, etc. Her waist was so small she could fit through a small whole. “ I’ve been expecting you Kassy.” she said.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;I was sleepy while making this so sorry if it Was short&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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&lt;p style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;I wake up in a strange room, it was pretty big. I was laying on a soft, very silky, bed. I didn’t know how I got there, or when, all I knew is that I was somewhere I would get respected. I hear&amp;nbsp;a knock on the door. “Hello? Anyone there?”. Her voice was soft and reminded me of a jingle. “Come in!”, I said. A girl with dark brown hair and pale skin appeared at my door. She was petite and very dainty. “I’m so sorry for barging in on you, it’s my first time here!”, she said quietly. She was dressed&amp;nbsp;up as a maid. She seemed nice, so I welcomed her inside. “ My name is A-Alexa, your highness.”. She bowed quietly. “Wait your HIGhNESS?”, I said.&amp;nbsp;She looked scared and walked away from me a few steps back. “ A-are yo o-ok with t-t-that title…? Your are the princess after all… Wait “princess..?”. That’s where I didn’t understand. “ I’m a princess? Since when?” I said, getting up from my bed and onto the ground, with a glossy floor, a (pink) rug, and a fairly beautiful room. I looked down at myself, I was wearing a pretty, white, nightgown. “Should I change..?” “Oh yes of course! We have tons of beautiful dresses your highness.”.&amp;nbsp;“ I would be preferred to be called your name?” “ Your highness please.” I say. She picks out a beautiful dress while we are talking and she suddenly says, “ How about this one your highness?”. I knew &amp;nbsp;I would live the life by now.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;This is based off Wraya’s story!&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<title>&quot; Star Child&quot;  Chapter One :Story by my little sister Predy</title>
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&lt;p&gt;*I'm just writing this for her. It's her Idea.*&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;9\1\2022&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: comic sans ms, cursive;&quot;&gt;Today is my first day of school . I don't know what it's going to be like, but I am sure looking forward to it. This school is supposed to be&amp;nbsp; for people like me, yet I'm nervous to use my gift. My &quot;gift&quot; has caused more trouble than me. I'm crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: comic sans ms, cursive;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Will I make friends ? I just have a lo&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif&quot;&gt;______________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: comic sans ms, cursive;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif&quot;&gt;&quot;Queeny !&quot;&amp;nbsp; My mom yelled, Interrupting me and my writing. &quot; You're going to be late for your new school. &quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: comic sans ms, cursive;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif&quot;&gt;&quot;Okay, Mom !&quot; I, as I got out of my bed, called back.&quot; I wonder if it will be different than my old school. &quot; I was still wearing my striped pajamas, and my hair, which looked like a bomb blew up in the back of my hair, was atrocious. I put on a Jean skirt, struggled to put on my starry tank top, and slipped on perrywinkle blue flip flops. I looked in the mirror to decide what I should do with my hair. I caught a glimpse of the alarm clock that lay on the desk beside my bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: comic sans ms, cursive;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif&quot;&gt;&quot;6:45&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: comic sans ms, cursive;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;The bus comes in five minutes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: comic sans ms, cursive;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif&quot;&gt;I did the quickest thing that came to mind. A pony tail. I dumped my school books into my backpack, and my lunch was downstairs. I slowed down to turn off the lights. Finally, I said goodbye to my mother, her gentle hands hugging me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: comic sans ms, cursive;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: comic sans ms, cursive;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; Stay tuned for chapter two !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Silversnake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“What do you want!” Snakefern spat, “You’re nothing but trouble. Devilheart! Whatever your here for won't be good.” “I’m here by Healingclan, those clovers. They wanted me to deliver the prophecy, since they can’t talk to you in your normal dreams. Let's just get this over with, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Clan of Cats, the Wildest of them all, come, come, come to my call. Past the mountains, rivers, and streams. To a den of Power, of your Name. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now get out of my realm.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<description>6 year old triplets Daisy may, Abby grace and Emma lee, on the ground watch the rain pound. &amp;quot;Mom, will it ever stop raining?&amp;quot; Asked Daisy. &amp;quot;Honey, its only been raining a few hours. It will be raining a lot this week so we're going to have to find fun things to do at home.&amp;quot; Mom replied. &amp;quot;Ok.&amp;quot; Sighed the girls. The next day while they were watching My Little Pony, Emma looked out the window and said &amp;quot;look, its raining but the sun is out!&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Cool&amp;quot; replied Abby. &amp;quot;Mom can we go on the back porch?&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Yes girls that is fine.&amp;quot; Mom said. The girls ran outside and looked around. &amp;quot;Omg look I see a rainbow!&amp;quot; Shouted Emma. &amp;quot;The real thing is even prettier than a picture. Who knew that such a bland thing could create one of the most beautiful things my eyes have ever seen?&amp;quot; Said Abby. They ran back outside to tell their mother the good news. &amp;quot;Yes girls I knew that. When sun and water are combined it creates a beautiful rainbow!&amp;quot; Mom answered. &amp;quot;How about we drive around the city later and see if we can find the end of the rainbow. There should be a rainbow until sunset this evening.&amp;quot; She suggested. &amp;quot;Yes please&amp;quot; The girls shouted. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;p style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:architects daughter,cursive; font-size:30pt&quot;&gt;Chapter 1&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:architects daughter,cursive; font-size:30pt&quot;&gt;My Survival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:architects daughter,cursive; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;I tidy up the minimal dry area under the bridge I call home. It’s been 3 years since I left my mother, and I’ve never thought twice about it. Once, though, I went back to the house I used to live in to see if she missed me, but there was not a trace of life in it. No car, no lights, nothing. But it's better this way. With my home under the bridge and the cool night air and being on your own. In this small place I have a blue blanket (thrown out by a rich couple who threw away perfectly good things), a tiny pillow, a table made of 3 boards nailed together, and a few more trinkets that I’ve collected.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;Most people call home a place where you are safe. A place to resort to. To run to. But I don’t. My home is just a spot under a bridge hidden on all four sides by tall grass and a bit of bush. It is perfect.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;After tidying up my space, I exit my home and walk into the rain. Food scavenging time. Usually, I head towards the street vendors in the city but today I decide to go for a change in scenery, so I walk through the now pouring rain to the forest that lies behind the village.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;My bridge is behind the village so I am directly in between the village and the forest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;Once I am in the forest, I take out my makeshift bow and arrow from under the rock in the hole I dug to store things. Then, I creep over to the vine and tree branch traps I set last night to check to see if they had caught anything. Nope. Nothing. I sigh, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;No easy catches today!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;I walk deeper into the forest to where all the animals live in hopes of getting something to eat. Along the way I spot a bush of mulberries, so I stop to gather a few.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;I creep through the forest, careful not to make much noise, as to not scare away any potential dinner. As I approach the usual hunting spot, I hear a queer noise. I creep closer. And closer. And realize that the noise is… Voices! One deep and the other whispery, like a nighttime breeze that you can feel but not see. I can see the people, but I can barely make out what they are saying, so I take a step forward. But when my foot touches the ground, it lands on a twig. The snap from that twig was more amplified than ever before. I see the two whirl around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“What was that?” The whispery voice says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;I dive into a nearby bush, realizing that it's a holly bush much too late. It takes all of my willpower not to whimper or scream as the leaves prick and scratch me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“Probably just some squirrel or something,'' the deep-voiced person says. He turns back to the other, “As I was saying, it’s going to be impossible to escape tonight with all the guards around Nightbirde’s Castle.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;Castle? Where in this little town was there a castle? I shake my head and slowly rise from the bush, wincing with every upward movement. Finally, I can extract myself from the bush and creep towards the edge of the forest. As I am tiptoeing/running, I grab a handful of mulberries. Stuffing my face with them, I sit down on my favorite log and look around. No meat tonight I guess! Wishing an animal would come, I start to stand up. As I am just about to run, a rabbit hops out of the woods. I carefully and quietly load my bow with an arrow and shoot. The twang of the bow makes the rabbit glance up, but the arrow catches it before it can run away. I walk over, pluck the arrow out of the fur, and pick the rabbit up. I check to make sure it is dead, and...it is. Yes! Rabbit dinner tonight! But the fact that I have acquired food does not overpower the thoughts already settling in my mind.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;Who is Nightbirde?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;Why were those men trying to escape?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;Where is the Castle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;~*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;Back at my home under the bridge, I start preparing my supper. First, before it gets too dark to see, I have to make the fire. I grab my box of matches that I nicked from a local house and light it. I throw the flickering lit match onto the pile of sticks I gathered a few days ago, and just sit back and watch the fire grow. I think about all the happenings of tonight. Pondering all my questions, I vow to unveil the answers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;Right as I am about to cook the rabbit, a weird feeling washes over me. What &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;IS &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;this feeling? Then I realize it. The feeling of guilt. I feel guilty that I killed a helpless creature. I don’t know what to do! I don’t want to eat the rabbit, but I can’t make it come back to life! I pick up the creature in my hands and stroke its soft fur, wishing it to live. I sit like that for a few minutes until the fire has burnt down to hot coals. As I am about to set the lifeless bunny down on the ground, I feel a movement. I look down just in time to see the rabbit open its eyes and move its paws.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“It’s alive???” I yell aloud on accident. Oops. Then I hear a tiny soft voice say “She. Not it.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;I look around. “Who said that?” I ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“I’m down here!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;I look down at the rabbit, “You?” I question in surprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“You can talk?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“All animals can talk,” It-excused me-she replied, “But no one has ever listened.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;I nod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“Why is it that you can hear me?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“Ummm, I don’t know.” Truely. I don’t. First I revive her, then I can talk to her? I pinch myself to make sure I’m not dreaming. Yep, this is totally real!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“Ok then. If you don’t mind, I need to get food.” The rabbit starts to hop away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“WAIT!” I yell, “I’ve got mulberries, do you like them?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“MUL-berries?” She screams, “I love those things!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;She hops back to me, and nibbles at the berries on the ground. I bend down and sit on my stump to watch her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why is it that I can talk to her? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;I wonder. Then I realize I never asked for her name! I clear my throat to get her attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“By the way, what is your name?”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“Hmmm… I am more of an outcast, thrown out of my home when I was born. I was never really given a name.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“Do you want one?” I ask, sympathetic for this little rabbit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“Yes please!” She looks up at me eagerly, with hopefulness gleaming in her eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“Ok, let me think.” I recount back to the time when I had a book. The one time I found a torn up book lying on the streets. I think back to my Father, a kind loving man who disappeared a few years ago and never returned. I have never believed for a second that he left on purpose or that he is...dead. The names flood my memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;Riley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;Alia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;Regan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;Logan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;Some names I can use and some I can’t, like Regan for example. I don’t think I should name my first friend out here after the queen of a fantasy underwater world in my favorite book.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;Then the perfect one comes to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;Winter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;hope you like it Please tell me if you want to see chapter two when its done.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<title>What is the best way to create a shedule</title>
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<description>I have terrible time management , and I know schedules can help</description>
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<title>Co oping info</title>
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&lt;p&gt;Does anyone want to co open with me?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;If so here are the rules.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;ul&gt;

&lt;li&gt;I will choose.&lt;/li&gt;

&lt;li&gt;If I choose you wait for the signal ( basically it means wait for chapter one)&lt;/li&gt;

&lt;li&gt;Your point of view will be of one of my heroes from the character sheets. You get to pick. Look up &quot;just a little bit of info &quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;

&lt;p&gt;If nobody wants to I,ll just do it myself. ( although it would be more fun with two people.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;So yah I really hope one of you wants to.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<title>Second Half of Chapter One of the 7 Kingdoms</title>
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“What is the hold up, Bees?” She asked in her ‘pinch-your-nose’ sounding voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“Oh nothing,” Scarlett replied, her voice changing from know-it-all-diva, to sweet-little-precious-girl, “Just a misunderstanding.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“Well, thank you, but it still doesn’t explain why you kids are…” Mrs. Johns glanced at the wall clock, “10&amp;nbsp; minutes late to my class.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whoops! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;Harmony signed to Paisley in their secret sign language, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Huge trouble now!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;Paisley signed back.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“Now, that was NOT an invitation to stand there. Enter my room quietly.” Mrs. Johns turned and walked in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Scarlett whipped her long black hair in a circle and pushed through the crowd, sauntering in after Mrs. Johns with Pixie trailing right behind her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Once everyone was in their 2 foot high 6 square foot cubicle, Mrs. Johns started class.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“Today we will be discovering the most important skill you will need in life, whether you are in Herbania or Stellar, the skills you are about to discover you have are crucial.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;Everyone nodded, eager to finally get a fun assignment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“Can anyone guess what it is?” Mrs. Johns asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Scarlett waved her hand in the air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“Miss Blackmist?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“It is Basic Spells.” She said, sure she was right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;A roar of giggles drowned out what Mrs. Johns said in reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“Scarlett! We learned that when we were like, Ladybugs!” Fitz Mallan laughed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“Good guess. But no.” Mrs. Johns answered, glaring daggers at Fitz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Paisley raised her hand meekly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“Power Finding?” Paisley suggested, “Like we find our true inner power that helps the Destin Ceremony choose our job and placement.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“Correct!” Mrs. Johns exclaimed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Mrs. Johns explained that they were going to fill out an electronic sheet with information about themselves. They also had to answer all these questions and do some tests. This is what Paisley’s sheet looked like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;Name&amp;nbsp; Paisley Waterborne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;ol&gt;

&lt;li&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent&quot;&gt;How old are you?&amp;nbsp; I am 10 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;

&lt;li&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent&quot;&gt;When were you born? I was born on May 13th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;

&lt;li&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent&quot;&gt;How many siblings do you have? I have 3 siblings, Kia, Charlotte, and Eli.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;

&lt;li&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent&quot;&gt;What is your best subject? My best subject is Magical Training&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;

&lt;li&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent&quot;&gt;What is your strong point? My strong point is art, writing, and singing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;

&lt;li&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent&quot;&gt;Who is your best friend? My best friend is Harmony Whitewater.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;

&lt;li&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent&quot;&gt;What is your Buddy? (Name and species) My Buddy is a Fonx, and her name is Autumn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;When Paisley finished filling her sheet out, she handed it to Mrs. Johns.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“I’m done.” She told her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“Great, now follow me,” Mrs. Johns led her to a glass box about the height of her mom, and took her inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“Answer every question honestly, then you should receive a slip of paper. Retrieve the slip and exit.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;Paisley nodded, glancing around at the clear box. It seemed to have nothing else in it. She didn’t bother asking how exactly she would hear the voice because Mrs. Johns had already shut the door.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“PAISLEY WATERBORNE!” Paisley heard a voice boom from nowhere.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“Yes?” Paisley shyly replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“You like art?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“Yes”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“You like acting?”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“Kind of”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“You like writing?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“Yes”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;It kept on ping-ponging back and forth. The Voice would say something and Paisley would reply. Finally, Paisley saw a claw-like mechanical hand descend from the ceiling, holding a slip of paper. It was blank apparently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;Paisley grabbed the paper and saw that the door had opened. She stepped out and miraculously, words appeared. She read them out loud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;Paisley Thelma Waterborne is a Artist, Polyanima, and a Sent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“Mrs. Johns?” Paisley called after reading this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“Yes?” Mrs. Johns replied, not looking up from her desk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“What are these things?” Paisley asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“What are what things?” Mrs. Johns glanced up and looked quizzically at Paisley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“Artist, Polyanima, and Sent?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“Oh, forgive me,” Mrs. Johns said, then addressing the whole class, “Put away everything except one pencil.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;Everyone did that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“I am going to hand out worksheets that you will have to go over. They will say your powers, what they are, and what they are used for.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Mrs. Johns passed out worksheets, one to each person. After each one was set down on someone’s desk, she snapped her fingers and muttered a spell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Canis Kinnis Minus Minnis Write &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;And everyone’s paper magically had words appear as if an invisible pen were scratching down and writing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Being an artist, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;Paisley’s read, Is when you can draw something and then chant a spell and it becomes real. You can also use standard art items such as paper clips, pencils, and paper to make weapons, do daily tasks, and cast spell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;When you are a Polyanima, you can speak to any animal and understand them. You can also speak every language of every species, human, and animal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Finally, a Sent can picture a message in their mind, then picture a person's face, mentally tie them together, and throw them. That will send a message to anyone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Paisley was pretty happy with her powers, and she glanced over to see if Harmony was too. She was bent over her sheet, reading what was on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ahem! Ahem! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;Paisley cleared her throat and then tapped 3 times on her desk, the secret signal of Harmony and Paisley that indicated wanting to do the sign language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Harmony glanced up from her paper, and over at Paisley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;What did you get? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;Paisley signed, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am an Artist, Polyanima, and Sent.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am a Songman, a Sent, and a Conjurer. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;Harmony signed back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;Paisley nodded and they went back to whatever they were doing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;“Children!” Mrs. Johns said, when she reentered the room, back from escorting the last student to the Power Finder. “I am going to give you your new schedules for Basic Power Training. You will get 2 or 3 person capacity classes with a single teacher for each of your abilities. Those of you with 1 ability will have study hall for the 2nd and 3rd power periods.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;Mrs. Johns handed out the papers and said, “Now, this schedule starts tomorrow, and continues until the end of the Bee Year.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;Everyone nodded, and then the bell rang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;There was a rush of kids, ready to go home. They poured out the door and into the hallways. Paisley scanned the heads as they exited, having lost Harmony in the rushed crowd. Being taller than most of the kids, she looked for Harmony’s signature blond haired ponytail held up with a teal scrunchie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Black hair. No. More Black. Blond….nope, not her...there she is!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;Paisley spotted Harmony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;She pushed through the crowd, against the current of the rushing people. She finally got to her and tapped her shoulder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“Hey!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“Oh! Hi Pais!” Harmony looked up, startled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“Whatcha reading?” Paisley asked, peeking at Harmony’s book. Harmony was always reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“Aqua Time: The Oceaners.” Harmony replied, looking back down at the book, letting Paisley guide her through the crowd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“Oh, cool! What part are you at?” Paisley queried. She had already read all of the books by the author of Aqua Time, Including all the Aqua Time books that had been written, which were only 2. Oceaners and Return. But she was looking forward to a so-called new series that was coming out. She had also read The Secret: In the Cave and The Secret: Away from Home, along with Gallop to the Finish.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;“I’m at the part when Regan finds Blue with Axel.” Harmony replied.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“Ok, that’s like my favorite part.” Paisley said, “But let’s talk about something else.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“Ok.” Harmony slipped the blue covered book into her backpack, and they started toward the door, “So do want to come over today?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“No, sorry, I have to babysit Kia and Charlotte.” Paisley rolled her eyes. Her little twin sisters could sometimes be a pain. They were both 3, and Eli was Paisley’s 7 year old brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“Oh!” Harmony let out a small yelp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“What?” Paisley asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“I just remembered! Melody’s Writing Contest is tomorrow!”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;Melody was Harmony’s twin sister, but she had to go to special classes to practice, so she hadn’t been able to walk home with Paisley and Harmony for the past few days.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;“Oh! Wish her luck for me!” Paisley replied, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;And please please PLEASE let her win. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;She added silently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:comic sans ms,cursive&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0)&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;They walked the rest of the way home in silence, thinking each about different things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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<title>Chapter 1 of The Way Home    a co-op with my BFF</title>
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&lt;p style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:48pt&quot;&gt;Chapter 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:architects daughter,cursive; font-size:25pt&quot;&gt;Bynx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;As you can tell, my name is Bynx. I am a siberian husky and my person is Mia and I think she is about 9, in human years. She is amazing and always smells like freshly baked cookies, she isn’t my only person, but she’s the only one who feeds me bacon and bits of dinner, so I like her best. We are in the car, driving to our vacation, which happens to be the best in the whole world. We are going skiing! I am sitting in the back of the car, panting. Mia sits in the second row, playing on her square screen doohickey.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“ Awww, Bynx, you wanna play on my iPad too?” Mia cooes, rubbing her hand between my furry ears. That's what it is, and IPood.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;Humans like Mia are lucky, they can change their fur to any length, shape, or color they want, while I am stuck in a very thick, gray coat of fur. It makes me sweat like crazy when the heating is on, and&amp;nbsp; since humans get cold easily, the heat is always on. We live in Anchorage, Alaska, and we are driving to Fairbanks, Alaska for our annual skiing trip. Anchorage gets pretty cold, but we like it better in Fairbanks, since skiing is always more fun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“ Bynx, get in the back.” Dad orders. He sits in the front driving seat, and has both hands on the driving wheel thingy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;I whine and go back into the luggage area. I settle on top of Mia’s fluffy blanket and fall asleep to Mia petting me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;*~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;A jerk in the road wakes me up, and I look up to see a huge mountain staring me down.&amp;nbsp; Mia is munching on a hamburger with fries from a red box with an ‘M’ on it, and Mom and Dad have switched places. I crawl between the two captain chairs and sneak a fry from Mia’s lap.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“ Bynx!” Mia laughs, “Silly puppy.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;I gulp down the fry and try to sneak one more, but this time Mia’s hand blocks me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“ No, no, no.” Mia says, waving a finger at me. She looks at her parents, who are distracted, and then hands me a fry. “ Okay, but only one more.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;I gleefully eat it, and howl with sadness when Mia pours my actual food into my dog bowl. I stare at the dog food, very confused. Why doesn’t Mia just give me more fries? They taste better. I try to get another fry, since I refuse to eat the dog food, but this time Mia doesn’t cave.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“ You have dog food, that's what good doggies eat, do you wanna be a good doggy?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;I hear the word ‘good doggy’ and know exactly what she means. Maybe, if I eat this disgusting substance, I get another fry!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;I choke it down and then sit at Mia’s feet, pleading for my reward.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“ Good boy!” She congratulates, handing me her last fry. Mia taps her lap and I jump on it, earning a “Oof!” from Mia. Only my front paws and head fit on her lap, since I am such a big dog.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“ We will be out of the car soon, right dad?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“ Oh yes, only about 2 more hours.” Dad replies.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;Yes! Only two more hours in this small little car. It’s actually not that small, since we managed to fit about a bajillion suitcases in here, but not as big as Dardo’s. Dardo is the stuck up, and mean dog at the dog park. He takes my favorite rock, which I found, and growls at me. He &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt; brags about how he has this car called a limousine, which he claims is the best car in the world. Bleck.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;I turn my attention back to Mia, who is now looking at her ipood. Her head music strings are singing (how in the world can they fit a person inside those tiny things?), and her head is rested on the headrest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;Her Ipood&amp;nbsp; beeps and she presses a button. Her face is reflected on it, and then it minimizes and another person’s face is displayed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“Hi Dawn.” Mia exclaims, waving her hand to the person.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;Then I realize who it is. It’s Dawn!! I love Dawn! She is so nice and she also feeds me food from under the dinner table whenever they have a pupdate (Mia calls it a sleepover, but pupdate sounds better).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“Hey Mia, when are you getting here?” Dawn always comes on our ski vacations with us because her dad runs the Flurry Ski Resort and he takes Dawn with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“Dad says about 2 hours.” Mia replies.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“2 hours? That's like, two hours with Adrian &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;alone &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;on the slopes! No way!”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;I snort. Ugh. Adrian. Adrian is Dawn's little brother, and he is so annoying. He always rumples my fur, and gets it all slimy with his spit. He also tugs my tail and ears. HARD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“Seems like Bynx isn’t happy about it either.” Mia laughs and tilts the camera towards me. I see Dawn and lick the Ipood, but I don't smell Dawn’s normal campfire scent, instead I smell metal. Eww.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“Aww, Bynx. We will get to see each other soon.” Dawn smiles.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“Have you gone on Bunny yet?”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“No, not yet. I’m waiting for you.” Mia, Dawn, and I all named each skiing slope. Our favorite one is Bunny, since we found it when I went off chasing a rabbit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“ Hopefully we find more rabbits.” Mia says with a sly grin.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“ Yeah.” I hear someone calling Dawn’s name in the background of her picture. “ Sorry, I have to go. Hotel duties.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“ Okay, see you soon.” Dawn’s face disappears from the screen, and Mia sets her Ipood down.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;*~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;A squeal from Mia makes me rip my eyes open. I look out the window and see it. Flurry Ski Resort. Mia attaches the leash to my collar, which she gave to me for my 1st birthday a couple days ago, and opens the car door. I leap out and we run over to the snow. Mia lets me play in it, but then we have to go inside. Flurry Ski Resort is dog friendly, so you are allowed to let your dogs up on the bed, and in the shower. We walk up to Dawn’s owner’s suite and knock on the door.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“ Come in!” Dawn's reply comes a bit later.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;Mia bursts through the door and runs up to Dawn. They hug and I try to join in on the action by placing my front paws on Dawn’s chest and accidentally knocking her over.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“ Hi Bynx!” Dawn cooes, rubbing my belly and scratching all the spots that feel amazing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;I start panting and lick Dawn's face. Dawn laughs. I play with her straight blonde hair, and kinda tangle it. Oops.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;Dawn stands back up, and leads us to our room. We get a master’s suite, one of the top notch rooms, since we are friends with the owners of the Resort.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“ Here you go.” Dawn hands Mia the keys and we go in. it's the same room we get every year, but I am still amazed. It has three full size beds, A waterfall drinking fountain for dogs, and a huge floor to ceiling window overlooking the mountain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;Mia, Mom, and Dad plop down all their bags, and Dawn leaves us to unpack.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;*~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;It is about 6 o’clock when we finish, which is also the time Flurry Ski Resort closes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“ Can we go now? Pleaaaase?” Mia asks excitedly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“ Sorry, it's getting too dark,” Mom replies sadly. “ But tomorrow.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“ Mmmmmmoooooom,” Mia whines&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“ Honey, that's why the park closes so early, it gets too dark and becomes dangerous.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“ Finnnne, but promise me we will be the first to get out tomorrow?”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;Mom nods. “Okay.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;Mia and I go down to the dining hall and we eat dinner. I am pleased when Dawn and Mia both give me some of their steak, and even happier when Dad drops half of his on the floor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“ Bynx!” Dad complains, picking back up his slobber-filled steak. “Nevermind, you can have it.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;I bark happily and gobble the rest down.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;When night falls, we all head back to our room. Mia changes into her pajamas, and brushes her teeth. I crawl into bed with her and Mia rests her head on my neck.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;“ Good boy Bynxie.” Mia mumbles.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:comic sans ms; font-size:14pt&quot;&gt;I watch as she falls asleep, and her body falls limp against mine. I curl into a circle, and with Mia’s warmth right beside me, I fall asleep.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:playfair display,serif; font-size:48pt&quot;&gt;Chapter 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:playfair display,serif; font-size:22pt&quot;&gt;Regan Farrow Burrow was a girl of 12, she was a star swimmer, always winning in her races. She lived in San Diego, a town in southern California. At school she was a star student, getting A’s in all her classes and never failing one of them. She loved art, her room was covered with posters of all the famous artists. Her walls were a purple and blue splatter paint and had many pictures or her artwork, sitting right next to a Bob Ross quote that said, “We don't make mistakes, only happy accidents.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:playfair display,serif; font-size:22pt&quot;&gt;Right now she was at school drawing pictures, listening to music, since somehow she had a super rare ability, a photographic memory. So that meant she didn't need to pay that much attention to school.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:playfair display,serif; font-size:22pt&quot;&gt;“Regan? Regan?” a voice called, soonly after, she felt a ripping sensation, and her earbuds playing her favorite playlist came right out of her ears.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:playfair display,serif; font-size:22pt&quot;&gt;“Miss Burrow!” Mr. Greenwald's sharp voice said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:playfair display,serif; font-size:22pt&quot;&gt;“Do you think you are too smart to learn this new information?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:playfair display,serif; font-size:22pt&quot;&gt;“No.” Regan said trying to hide between her waist length brown hair, she closed her eyes, trying to hide the embarrassment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:playfair display,serif; font-size:22pt&quot;&gt;“Then why don't you tell me what we are learning about?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:playfair display,serif; font-size:22pt&quot;&gt;The answer tickled her brain and finally it came to her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:playfair display,serif; font-size:22pt&quot;&gt;“We were learning about how the planets stay in their spot and don't float off into space.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:playfair display,serif; font-size:22pt&quot;&gt;Mr. Greenwald scowled and dismissed the class. Regan got her books and rushed to swim class. When she was running down the halls she bumped into her best friend Kennedy Walsh, who also had a photographic memory, and both of their books fell to the floor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:playfair display,serif; font-size:22pt&quot;&gt;“Oh! I am so sorry!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:playfair display,serif; font-size:22pt&quot;&gt;“Oh it's fine.” Kennedy replied, picking her books up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:playfair display,serif; font-size:22pt&quot;&gt;“What class are you going to?” Regan asked&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:playfair display,serif; font-size:22pt&quot;&gt;“ Oh, I think I have Social Studies next, then swim!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:playfair display,serif; font-size:22pt&quot;&gt;“Aww, I wish we had swim at the same time.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:playfair display,serif; font-size:22pt&quot;&gt;“Yeah, me too, let me check my schedule just to make sure.” Kennedy dug through her bag and pulled out a piece of paper. She looked at it and Regan watched her face turn into a smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:playfair display,serif; font-size:22pt&quot;&gt;“I was wrong! I have to swim now!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:playfair display,serif; font-size:22pt&quot;&gt;“Yay!!!!”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family:playfair display,serif; font-size:22pt&quot;&gt;The girls ran in the direction of the pool, talking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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<pubDate>Fri, 26 Mar 2021 19:02:55 +0000</pubDate>
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<title>Is it “in” anymore? Questions Please contribute!</title>
<link>https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/75124/is-it-in-anymore-questions-please-contribute</link>
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&lt;p&gt;Hi guys!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;If you haven’t already check out this new KS&amp;nbsp;story:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; href=&quot;denied:ttps://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/74915/new-story-is-it-in-anymore-chapter-one?show=74915#q74915&quot;&gt;ttps://www.kidzsearch.com&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I need some of your great suggestions to help shape the story and explore the characters! You can also see the directions down below. Any (appropriate) question goes. For example you could ask What is the narrators name? Or what is Marry Ann like? I may even give you a shout out at the bottom of the story for helping contribute to the story. If you have another idea for a NEW character I would greatly appreciate that idea. You can also comment with advice or any comments. I may also (in the feuture&amp;nbsp;do a type show. What do you guys&amp;nbsp;think about that?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Thanks SOOOOO much for contributing,&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;RocketAlein&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>Books / General</category>
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<pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2020 20:43:49 +0000</pubDate>
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<link>https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/74915/new-story-is-it-in-anymore-chapter-one</link>
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&lt;p&gt;Hi guys! I’m back with a new story. My goal is to have about 6 chapters 1 each week. Okay, let’s begin! I want to be clear that this was all made up by my imagination and that this stuff may not be true in real life.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: courier new, courier, monospace;&quot;&gt;As I was wondering the long hall of my new school,&amp;nbsp;west wood school I felt alone worried and excited at the same time.&amp;nbsp;Soon I met a nice girl named Marry Ann. We talked about my life in China. Our rice, school, and other things too. Marry Ann told me about Washington the state she and now I was living in. She told me about the new kind of tree. It was called an e-evergreen tree. It is very tricky for me to say. My father had taught&amp;nbsp;me English however I hadn’t been very&amp;nbsp;fluent yet. Marry Ann also talked about little toys and games in America. I was shocked! I felt my heart beating hard and my legs felt shaky. In China I was a popular girl. I was always trendy and cool. Now though, I hadn’t had&amp;nbsp;any&amp;nbsp;of those cute little American toys that were in. I was thinking, at home that I would be SO in style at America but now there was no way that would happen. I’m pretty sure Mary Ann could tell because she quickly changed the subject and said “Hey, want to come get ice cream with me?” Of course I did but I had to ask dad. I told her that&amp;nbsp;and she told me that after school she would call our apartment number and ask if I could go a after I asked dad of course. As I drifted off to sleep&amp;nbsp;my mind was on something other then falling asleep. It was on what was “in” at this new school. Was I speaking good enough English? Do&amp;nbsp;the teachers like me?&amp;nbsp;Ugh! My mind was swirling with thoughts and things I should be doing, like sports, music, and things I wanted to do like swimming, tennis and people who I felt pressured it impress.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: courier new, courier, monospace;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif&quot;&gt;I hope you enjoyed this weeks chapter of Is it “in”?.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: courier new, courier, monospace;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif&quot;&gt;I’ll write next week with more updates and starting on Monday you will be able to ask questions like “What is “narrator’s” name?” Or “what is her favorite color?” These will all help shape the story and help me decide who she is as well as help shape the story!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: courier new, courier, monospace;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif&quot;&gt;Thanks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;RocketAlein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 12 Nov 2020 21:31:40 +0000</pubDate>
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<description>I was &amp;nbsp;walking to school when a boy snatched my papers I know this guy!I I thought to to myself HAHA CRYBABY he said loudly I ran away and bolted into my dorm without one paper the weird one it had symbols and made glitch noises &amp;nbsp;I heard a weird teleporting noise behind me and felt a bone hand tap me I thought meh just a prank guess it was class time luckily it was Mrs march SHE IS SO NICE! For a second I looked at the door I saw two odd skeletons outside one had a little bottle of ketchup the other had a little blue bone club thing I remembered them from a game I thought could it be t them? Class was over so I ran outside I saw them again this time there was a girl or so I think holding a book she had short Brown hair and a green and yellow jumper c chara I said I felt the same hand tap me all the time I turned around NOTHING? &amp;nbsp;I saw a paper being put up by &amp;nbsp;the skeleton I said &amp;nbsp;hi he responded I said what's that he said oh that's just the crying stone it restores nega tale a different timeline anyway it's bone so long amigo! SANS i heard it was him I thought to myself chapter two a spooky surprise</description>
<category>Fanfiction</category>
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<pubDate>Wed, 14 Oct 2020 18:16:24 +0000</pubDate>
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<title>Art civillization chapter one:The look after</title>
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<description>Anytime it is time it is time for art class,while I am being creative,my friends just keep looking into my work.in my class I am the third best art maker .The first is my friend.we are both creative plus the second best art maker.we love helping out others like drawing,making...etc. It became too much we told them we didn't want to continue.They won't just listen they look into our work when we are not even looking.I was so annoyed.once the teacher caught them and ask them to stop they agreed.but they don't listen.Each time we tell the teacher,the teacher will shout at them or beat them they still won't listen.me and my friend got angry and shouted at them that we almost got caught shouting at other students.They finally agreed to stop.but have they really stopped find out in the next chapter of art civilization</description>
<category>Creative Kidz Club</category>
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<pubDate>Fri, 17 Jul 2020 17:59:20 +0000</pubDate>
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<title>CODING LAYOUTS CHAPTER ONE: (CSS) Borders, Tables, DIVs &amp; More!</title>
<link>https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/68544/coding-layouts-chapter-one-css-borders-tables-divs-%26-more</link>
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&lt;p&gt;Disclaimer: if you are website coder, this is not website coding, I&amp;nbsp;am uninterested.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Hi!! Welcome to my very stupid how to make a layout that won't work on KT or your bio in KN unless you make it somewhere else (or, can you? I'm not sure, you can copy and paste however.) This is just the beginning of how to make a decent looking layout for your bio n stuff, in steps!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;By the way, I've been learning to do this for one year, but I have no totally mastered it yet. However, I say I'm pretty good at some coding layouts. Also, these aren't for making a website or anything, maybe they are basics for it but nothing huge. Just a sweet little layout coding for stuffs.&amp;nbsp;Just a little disclaimer there. With out no further- oh I forgot the saying. Well anyways, here's step one!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;The easiest part, making the table.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;This is how your table code should look like. Now what is a table? Well, it is the most important step and you basically need it to be your first for making stuffs like this. I usually use multiple rows and columns for more fancier type stuff.. If I am making the code on a website, I could put it like this:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;height: 150px (example)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;width: 200px (example)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Rows: 1&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Column: 1&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;headers: none&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;alignment: center&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;and 0/nothing for the rest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;other coding options:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;table&amp;nbsp;{
&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;border-collapse:&amp;nbsp;collapse;
&lt;br&gt;}
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;table, th, td&amp;nbsp;{
&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;border:&amp;nbsp;1px solid black;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:12px&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:rgb(255, 255, 255)&quot;&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Though, I don't really use that, so it isn't in my full home. Anywho, next step?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;DIV containers. This is basically a box/container where it can scroll, have border options, etc. I will tell you about the CSS border options for you as well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Making it is also easy, here are some stuff ya need to know:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;SO, this is my usual looking code for a simple looking layout!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;border-style: dotted/dashed/solid/outset/groove/inset/ridge or ofc none if you wish, or all.&amp;nbsp;
&lt;br&gt;border-width: 1px (optional, though personal biased tip: if it is dotted/dashed, having heavy color and the width being quite big, it will look messy and overall ugly.)&amp;nbsp;
&lt;br&gt;float: left
&lt;br&gt;height: 50px (example)&amp;nbsp;
&lt;br&gt;margin: 0 5px (what's margin? : they are used to create the&amp;nbsp;space from your stuffies.)&amp;nbsp;
&lt;br&gt;min-width: 150px (example)&amp;nbsp;
&lt;br&gt;overflow: auto
&lt;br&gt;padding-right: 0px (I usually put 0 pixels buuuut...: what's padding? padding is the space from your border and text/other. I put 0 pixels because I prefer having my text more closer to my border, however it is your choice.)&amp;nbsp;
&lt;br&gt;padding: 0px&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;ur stuff inside the box&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Now, this is easy b/c you just have to write stuff &amp;amp; stuff. oooorrr, you can simple add a picture. For pictures, you can search up transparent gifs and link it by or behind (in chapter three, I will show you how to add your gif/picture behind your box n text) text! I usually like choosing little cute transparent emoji gifs and make them small, and basically link it like that. There are lots of tumblr pages for that too.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;(note: my kn bio has a white picture over the other picture behind it so it gives a carved effect.)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Thats it for part one~!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Material in the next chapter:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Making a picture appear behind.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. so many stuff that I'm still learning myself but can show lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. YOULL SEE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;iT'S 12 at night so yeet~! I worked on this hard so please give me love or i will eat ur toes. JK JK. Thanks for reading!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 22 May 2020 22:42:52 +0000</pubDate>
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<title>The Vlog of Emily Grace Chapter 1</title>
<link>https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/67699/the-vlog-of-emily-grace-chapter-1</link>
<description>

&lt;p&gt;Video starts and a girl with a scar going from above her left eyebrow to under her right and&amp;nbsp;medium-length black hair with red tips wearing a heart-eyed skull hoodie and jeans is standing in front of a light purple wall. Closer to the camera, there is a cluttered desk the camera appears to be setting on.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Emily- Hello people and any dogs, cats, hamsters, fish and/or birds that may be watching! I am Emily and the one hiding under the desk about to jump out is-&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Maya- *jumps out from under the desk wearing a light blue dress and an orange jacket* And I'm Maya! *whispering to Emily* You ruined my entrance, you baka!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Emily- *whispering to Maya* I know. *turns back to the camera* Anyway, you guys gave us 10 likes on our last video&amp;nbsp;to see if this is something we should do and now we must. Thanks y'all, and one other thing- Just to make sure you guys don't lose interest and we end up doing this for an empty audience, we want 7 likes on each video before another will be made. So if you want to see more, like this video *mumbles* I sound like a YouTuber... oh noooo... *goes back to talkng* and once there is 7 likes we will try to make another video ASAP. As long as there are 7 likes there should be a video about once a week if there are no complications or problems. With that out of the way... There isn't much more to talk about except- wait- no. Nope times nope to the power of no plus aw&amp;nbsp;hel-&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Maya- We could talk about the upcoming dance at school.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Emily- *groans* Fine. Isn't much to talk about, there is a dance. I am not interested in going nor have a date. Only way I would willingly go is for snacks.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Maya- Didn't you get assigned DJ as a job for the dance?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Emily- I said WILLINGLY go. The school is forcing me to come. Making me DJ though... bad decision... *looks evil* I'm gonna make their ears bleed with Black Sabbath and System of a Down at full volume... maybe some Disturbed...&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Maya- You know they won't allow that, they would only allow you to play pop and house music probably.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Emily- *beep*!&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Maya- EMILY!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Emily- It's not like they haven't heard it before. But there goes anything good about the dance besides food. What job did you get stuck with?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Maya- I volunteered to help set it up so I didn't get a job.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Emily- Lucky. So you're just gonna be alone there while I am at the DJ booth? Or are you not going?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Maya- Actually...&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:8px&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have a date.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;Emily- Sorry, what was that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;Maya- &amp;nbsp;... *inhales&amp;nbsp;deeply and exhales&amp;nbsp;deeply* I. Have. A date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;Emily- *curious* Really? And who is this date?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;Maya- You don't know them. But you'll see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;Emily- *curiosity turns into skepticism* Uh-huh. Anyway. See you guys in the next video, make sure to press the like button to find out who Maya's imaginary date is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;Maya- They aren't imaginary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;Emily- BAIIIIII!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;Video ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;hr&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:14px&quot;&gt;Hey guys! How did you like the first official chapter of The Vlog of Emily Grace? Please like the chapter for me to continue! Also this obviously takes place where the coronavirus does not exist since they still have school. Also, should I keep the title this way or change it back to Story instead of Vlog and say Book 2 instead? Vote on the poll!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<title>Preview of possible Emily Grace continuation.</title>
<link>https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/67103/preview-of-possible-emily-grace-continuation</link>
<description>The video starts with two girls on the screen. One girl with medium length black hair, a black and white hoodie patterned with heart-eyed skulls, jeans, and a scar going from above her left eyebrow to under her right eye. The other girl had long brown hair to her waist, dark brown eyes, wearing a green dress and a turquoise cat-eared headband. Behind them was a light purple wall with a poster saying &amp;quot;Flarf H8&amp;quot; on it and a blue and white polka dot chair.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Scarred Girl- Is this thing on?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Cat Girl- I think so, I see the little light.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Scarred Girl- Huh? Where?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Cat Girl- Right there, *points to camera*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Scarred Girl- Oh I see it, wait... Oh hello! Didn't see ya there, literally *laughs a small nervous laugh*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Cat Girl- *rolls her eyes.*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Scarred Girl- *looks at Cat Girl and mouths for her to shut it.*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Scarred Girl- Anyway, hello to everyone watching, and welcome to my vlog! I'm Emily I made this because one of my therapists recommended getting my thoughts down in a diary, and I'm too lazy to write, so I made this little vlog instead. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Cat Girl- And I'm Maya. *small wave*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Emily- Oh yeah, this is the random stalker that came into my house for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Maya- *hits Emily lightly and laughs*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Emily- *laughing too* Just kidding, she's my alien kidnapper who brought me to planet Vizi-&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Maya- *hits her a little harder still laughing*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Emily- OK OK OK, *laughs*. This is my best friend, Maya. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Maya- *smiles sweetly*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Emily- Don't be fooled by that sweet smile, she'll tie you up in her basement.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Maya and Emily- *laughing*&lt;br /&gt;
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Maya- *attempts to slap her gently but is laughing too much to land a hit* Shut up...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Emily- NUUU!!! NEVER!!! REEEEEE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Emily and Maya- *continue laughing until the laughter dies down, then they look at each other and break out in laughter again until it dies down again*&lt;br /&gt;
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Emily- Anyway, just a starting video, if this does well hopefully there will be more to come! Like our video and if it gets 10 likes we will continue! Stay cool you internet nerds, Emily and Maya out!</description>
<category>Fiction</category>
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<pubDate>Tue, 28 Apr 2020 22:14:09 +0000</pubDate>
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<title>All Rise of The Wolves chapters Nov 22 2019</title>
<link>https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/52681/all-rise-of-the-wolves-chapters-nov-22-2019</link>
<description>

&lt;p&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; href=&quot;https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/34412/rise-of-the-wolves-chapter-one?show=34412#q34412&quot;&gt;Rise Of The Wolves: Chapter One - KidzTalk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; href=&quot;https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/34447/rise-of-the-wolves-chapter-2?show=34447#q34447&quot;&gt;Rise of the Wolves: Chapter 2 - KidzTalk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; href=&quot;https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/34488/rise-of-the-wolves-chapter-3?show=34488#q34488&quot;&gt;Rise of the Wolves: Chapter 3 - KidzTalk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; href=&quot;https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/34490/rise-of-the-wolves-chapter-4?show=34490#q34490&quot;&gt;Rise of the Wolves: Chapter 4 - KidzTalk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; href=&quot;https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/35550/rise-of-the-wolves-chapter-5?show=35550#q35550&quot;&gt;Rise of the Wolves chapter 5 - KidzTalk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; href=&quot;https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/35619/rise-of-the-wolves-chapter-6?show=35619#q35619&quot;&gt;Rise of the Wolves chapter 6 - KidzTalk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; href=&quot;https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/37830/rise-of-the-wolves-chapter-7-i-think?show=37830#q37830&quot;&gt;Rise of the Wolves Chapter 7 (I think) - KidzTalk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; href=&quot;https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/37832/rise-of-the-wolves-chapter-8?show=37832#q37832&quot;&gt;Rise of the Wolves chapter 8 - KidzTalk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; href=&quot;https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/37893/rise-of-the-wolves-chapter-9?show=37893#q37893&quot;&gt;Rise of the Wolves Chapter 9 - KidzTalk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; href=&quot;https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/38063/rise-of-the-wolves-chapter-10-here-is-gemmy?show=38063#q38063&quot;&gt;Rise of the Wolves Chapter 10 (here is Gemmy!) - KidzTalk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; href=&quot;https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/41887/rise-of-the-wolves-chapter-11?show=41887#q41887&quot;&gt;Rise of The Wolves: Chapter 11 - KidzTalk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; href=&quot;https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/41889/rise-of-the-wolves-chapter-12?show=41889#q41889&quot;&gt;Rise of the Wolves: Chapter 12 - KidzTalk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; href=&quot;https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/41982/rise-of-the-wolves-chapter-13?show=41982#q41982&quot;&gt;Rise of the Wolves : Chapter 13 - KidzTalk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; href=&quot;https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/42024/rise-of-the-wolves-chapter-14?show=42024#q42024&quot;&gt;Rise of The Wolves : Chapter 14 - KidzTalk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; href=&quot;https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/45308/rise-of-the-wolves-chapter-15?show=45308#q45308&quot;&gt;Rise of The Wolves: Chapter 15 - KidzTalk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>Other</category>
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<pubDate>Fri, 22 Nov 2019 07:08:03 +0000</pubDate>
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<title>chapter one</title>
<link>https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/50702/chapter-one</link>
<description>

&lt;p&gt;My feet are sinking in the warm sand, I look&amp;nbsp;up at the sky, the third sun is about to set, we have&amp;nbsp;to find shelter fast.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I look&amp;nbsp;down at my brother, his small hand,&amp;nbsp;hot and sweaty, his long red hair&amp;nbsp;flowing in the light wind, and his black eyes&amp;nbsp;looking out at the sunset, the last sun was&amp;nbsp;so bright that it was&amp;nbsp;reflecting off of his eyes making his dark skin glow.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;He reminded me of our father, strong, funny, and always looking for adventure.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I should find a place for the night before the last sun sets I think.&amp;nbsp;since were in the middle of the desert there are no homes around so I find a ledge hanging over a small clearing.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I take out some blankets I found and lay them on the floor, they are covered in sand and it tinges my legs as I sit down, but it's better then nothing.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I pat a spot next to me and motion for my brother Finnyies to sit down.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;“Will we be like this forever?”He asks, it’s the fist time I here him speak since the incident. I sigh. “I don’t know Finn, but there still might be hope in the world.” I say thinking about what happened last night, I block that memory out of my mind, &lt;em&gt;think about Finnyies not mother.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I hear my stomache rumble, &lt;em&gt;good thing I found a Shelorian on our way here,&lt;/em&gt; I quickly pull it out of my bag the smell of raw meat makes me gag, I look over at Finnyies and see that he is drawing a stick figure family in the sand and then covering the mother &amp;nbsp;with sand leaving only the little brother and sister. I feel a tear roll down my cheek and turn away, &lt;em&gt;don’t remind yourself of them, not now not ever, just cook the Shelorian and forget it all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I first rip off the sell and then the bones good squirts on my already bloody shirt, I feel like I’m going to vomit.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Finnyies sniffs and then gags,”What is that smell?” As brother and sister we both hated the smell of raw meat. “Shelorian” I answer quickly plugging my nose.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Finnyies makes a vomiting motion falling on the floor and pretending to die. Usually I would have laughed at this, but it reminded me too much of the past.&lt;em&gt; Come on Azara it wont hurt to think about it, after all you are the older sister, don't be weak.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I inhaled blocking out the voice inside my head. Finnyies’s eyes widened realizing what he had just done, and broke down in tears. I put my arm around him and cried, I cried for mother and father, I cried for Finnyies and I cried for myself I dropped the Shellorian in the sand and I sang. I sang for Finnyies, I sang for my dead mother, I sang for myself, but most of all I sang to the horrid world we live&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<category>Novel Writing Club</category>
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<pubDate>Tue, 05 Nov 2019 07:17:14 +0000</pubDate>
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<title>Loca Novis Chapter One (Chp by ArtistGirl)</title>
<link>https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/47371/loca-novis-chapter-one-chp-by-artistgirl</link>
<description>

&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A/N: So, ArtistGirl on KN asked me to post her chapter (on Fiction Club) do not credit me, but comment nice things to her because this chapter is written by her. This is a good chapter, don't you agree?&amp;nbsp;&lt;img title=&quot;teeth_smile&quot; alt=&quot;teeth_smile&quot; src=&quot;https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/qa-plugin/wysiwyg-editor/ckeditor/plugins/smiley/images/teeth_smile.png&quot; style=&quot;height:23px; width:23px&quot;&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:pt sans,sans-serif,apple color emoji,segoe ui emoji,notocoloremoji,segoe ui symbol,android emoji,emojisymbols; font-size:15px&quot;&gt;Chapter One&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:pt sans,sans-serif,apple color emoji,segoe ui emoji,notocoloremoji,segoe ui symbol,android emoji,emojisymbols; font-size:15px&quot;&gt;The girl lay in the middle of the field. She was breathing. She was alive. But she was not awake. She hadn’t been awake for a long time. A whole year. She had been in a coma-like sleep. Predators came and sniff her. But they did not eat her. For she was encased in a bubble of water. Made by herself to protect herself. She was sleeping forever. This had happened to many before her. But few survived. They had gone out of their minds. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:pt sans,sans-serif,apple color emoji,segoe ui emoji,notocoloremoji,segoe ui symbol,android emoji,emojisymbols; font-size:15px&quot;&gt;Teleportation can do that to people.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:pt sans,sans-serif,apple color emoji,segoe ui emoji,notocoloremoji,segoe ui symbol,android emoji,emojisymbols; font-size:15px&quot;&gt;_________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:pt sans,sans-serif,apple color emoji,segoe ui emoji,notocoloremoji,segoe ui symbol,android emoji,emojisymbols; font-size:15px&quot;&gt;Alexa opened her eyes. She checked the alarm clock by her bed. 5:53. Time to wake up. She forced herself to get out of bed. As she looked in the mirror and saw her ordinary face, with its tangled brown hair and tan skin, she told herself, ‘Just another ordinary day in my same old ordinary life.’ . Maybe the beginning of the day was ordinary, but as the day went by, Alexa realized that there could hardly be anything less ordinary. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:pt sans,sans-serif,apple color emoji,segoe ui emoji,notocoloremoji,segoe ui symbol,android emoji,emojisymbols; font-size:15px&quot;&gt;The beginning of the school day went along normally. Until it got to recess. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:pt sans,sans-serif,apple color emoji,segoe ui emoji,notocoloremoji,segoe ui symbol,android emoji,emojisymbols; font-size:15px&quot;&gt;A group of girls was standing around, laughing and having four different conversations.. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:pt sans,sans-serif,apple color emoji,segoe ui emoji,notocoloremoji,segoe ui symbol,android emoji,emojisymbols; font-size:15px&quot;&gt;“Alexa, do you wanna trade a sparkly pink gel pen for this metallic teal?”&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:pt sans,sans-serif,apple color emoji,segoe ui emoji,notocoloremoji,segoe ui symbol,android emoji,emojisymbols; font-size:15px&quot;&gt;“Josie, look over there. Do you think that guy is cute?” &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:pt sans,sans-serif,apple color emoji,segoe ui emoji,notocoloremoji,segoe ui symbol,android emoji,emojisymbols; font-size:15px&quot;&gt;“Cathy, do you want to go to the mall on Saturday?” &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:pt sans,sans-serif,apple color emoji,segoe ui emoji,notocoloremoji,segoe ui symbol,android emoji,emojisymbols; font-size:15px&quot;&gt;“Bella, listen to this new album.”&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:pt sans,sans-serif,apple color emoji,segoe ui emoji,notocoloremoji,segoe ui symbol,android emoji,emojisymbols; font-size:15px&quot;&gt;Suddenly, the ground began to shake. “EARTHQUAKE!” came a yell from a crazed boy running in circles. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:pt sans,sans-serif,apple color emoji,segoe ui emoji,notocoloremoji,segoe ui symbol,android emoji,emojisymbols; font-size:15px&quot;&gt;“An earthquake?”&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:pt sans,sans-serif,apple color emoji,segoe ui emoji,notocoloremoji,segoe ui symbol,android emoji,emojisymbols; font-size:15px&quot;&gt;“In Virginia?”&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:pt sans,sans-serif,apple color emoji,segoe ui emoji,notocoloremoji,segoe ui symbol,android emoji,emojisymbols; font-size:15px&quot;&gt;“I don’t think so.”&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:pt sans,sans-serif,apple color emoji,segoe ui emoji,notocoloremoji,segoe ui symbol,android emoji,emojisymbols; font-size:15px&quot;&gt;Alexa thought in a second. ‘Not possible. Not in Virginia. There’s an earthquake. SAVE YOURSELF, ALEXA!’ &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:pt sans,sans-serif,apple color emoji,segoe ui emoji,notocoloremoji,segoe ui symbol,android emoji,emojisymbols; font-size:15px&quot;&gt;A large crack appeared across the blacktop. It widened and spread farther until it got to Alexa’s feet. She tried to steady herself. She failed, and plummeted in.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:pt sans,sans-serif,apple color emoji,segoe ui emoji,notocoloremoji,segoe ui symbol,android emoji,emojisymbols; font-size:15px&quot;&gt;__________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:pt sans,sans-serif,apple color emoji,segoe ui emoji,notocoloremoji,segoe ui symbol,android emoji,emojisymbols; font-size:15px&quot;&gt;The girl opened her eyes. She was inside a huge bubble of water. ‘How did this get around me? She asked herself. ‘And who am I?’&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:pt sans,sans-serif,apple color emoji,segoe ui emoji,notocoloremoji,segoe ui symbol,android emoji,emojisymbols; font-size:15px&quot;&gt;Then her memory flooded back to her. “Alexa. My name is Alexa Ford. I am fifteen. I have a giant bubble of water around me. I am trying my best to not freak out. I am NOT SUCCEEDING!!!’ &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:transparent; color:rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:pt sans,sans-serif,apple color emoji,segoe ui emoji,notocoloremoji,segoe ui symbol,android emoji,emojisymbols; font-size:15px&quot;&gt;She raised her hand and the water bubble disappeared, leaving Alexa shocked. ‘What’s wrong with me? Why can I do that- and how? Have I gone CRAZY? What time is it now? I must’ve missed dinner.’ She checked her watch. ‘No… it can’t be… I haven’t just missed dinner! I… I’ve missed a whole year of dinners. I’m sixteen. I’m somewhere in a strange field, and I have no freakin’ idea WHAT’S HAPPENING TO ME!?!?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p&gt;World created by AristGirl and me, chapter my ArtistGirl.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Luna, Knight, and Gemmy, led by Otaktay, walked to the Alpha of the foreign pack. The Alpha was a grey and brown mixed wolf, with cruel&amp;nbsp;yellow eyes.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Just as they approached, a female wolf ran out of the bushes to the grass around were the Alpha sat. The female wolf seemed panicked and out-of-breath, Luna guessed she was the Omega, the lowest-ranking member of the pack. The Alpha growled slightly at the Omega, the Omega avoided looking the Alpha in the eyes, and instead stared at the ground in shame.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;As they got a little closer, Luna noticed the pile of rabbits sitting nearby the Alpha. &quot;Hey! Those are our's!&quot; Knight said, also seeing the rabbits. The Alpha started&amp;nbsp;towards them, slowly and steadily, trying to intimidate Luna and her friends, and unfortunately to Luna, succeeding. &quot;Oh really? Because I believe they were caught in my territory by a small, stupid little mixed pack of 2 wolves and a fox, who happened to stumble upon another pack's territory, hunt their food, drink from their water source, and sleep in their territory too, all without permission. All we did was take a few rabbits, we have the right to be angry, not you.&quot; The Alpha said, manipulating the thoughts of the pack.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;The Omega, who had stayed right behind the Alpha, tripped over a rock&amp;nbsp;and fell into the Alpha by accident. In doing so, her front right paw smashed onto the rock in an unnatural way of bending, and the Omega gave a loud yelp.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;The Alpha quickly turned towards the Omega, growling, fuming mad at the Omega, of whom tried to back &amp;nbsp;away without putting up any strain on her paw, which was now bleeding rapidly. &quot;I TOLD YOU, YOU FILTHY LITTLE OMEGA, ONE MORE MESS UP AND I'D-&quot; The Alpha started but was unable to finish, for a long noise followed by a narrow piece of silver that&amp;nbsp;had pierced the Alpha's chest, the Alpha yelped and came down crashing. Some wolves ran, some got as many wolf pups as possible and took them away&amp;nbsp;(minus Luna and Knight), and some stayed behind and growled at the beings that&amp;nbsp;emerged from the bushes, carrying camoflauge guns&amp;nbsp;pointed at different wolves, and a couple wolves stayed to help the Alpha. No one went to help the wounded Omega, except for Luna.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&quot;Hey, I am Luna, come on, let's get you outta here, I will help you with your paw,&quot; Luna said to the Omega. &quot;T-thank you, m-my name is A-Ammy, why are y-you helping m-m-me?&quot; The Omega said, as Luna helped her with her paw and they started to run and get out of there and catch up to Gemmy and Knight. &quot;No one deserves to be left behind like that,&quot; Luna said&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p&gt;Will they all make it out of the territory safely? Find out next chapter, and join the #HelpTheWolves group to help stop the hunting of the endangered wolves!&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; href=&quot;http://www.hogwartsishere.com/library/book/7107/chapter/1/&quot;&gt;http://www.hogwartsishere.com/library/book/7107/chapter/1/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Gunshots... Screams... Laughter... Sirens... Nothing...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I woke up with a start as the flashback of when I was 10 came back. I came down the stairs in my aunt&amp;#39;s house and went to the kitchen. I made some coffee for my aunt who would be awake soon. I got myself some breakfast and went to get ready for my first day at my new school. I got dressed in my skull hoodie and jeans. I started walking to school, I left a note for my aunt so she knew I was there.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have never stayed at one school for more than a year since.... Anyway, people say I&amp;#39;m a troubled kid, but I&amp;#39;m not, I just don&amp;#39;t tolerate people very well. I have &amp;quot;anger-issues&amp;quot; when it comes to bullies.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I walked into my new school, immeditly there was everyone starring at me, whispering. I ignored it and walked to my class and sat in an empty seat. Then the trouble started. A girl wearing a pink dress and her little pep squad followers walked up to me. &amp;quot;Your sitting in my seat loser&amp;quot; The girl said to me. &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m sorry, but I don&amp;#39;t see your name on it, so get lost miss pink&amp;quot; I said. &amp;quot;No one asked you, &lt;span&gt;delinquent&amp;quot; The girl said, right that moment, when &amp;quot;delinquent&amp;quot; left her mouth is when I noticed my fist going into her face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 04 Feb 2019 21:35:17 +0000</pubDate>
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<title>Rise Of The Wolves: Chapter One</title>
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&lt;p&gt;It was dark. Luna looked around and saw nothing but internal shadows all around her. Suddenly a eerie light showed before her. Reluctantly, she walked over to it. After gazing at it for a moment she touched it. Bad idea. The light burned. Luna tried to pull away but she couldn&amp;#39;t. The light was drawing her in. She opened her eyes with alarm. It was all a dream. Or was it? She could not tell.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Luna? My little pup? Time for breakfast!&amp;quot; barked Luna&amp;#39;s mom. &amp;quot;Coming mother,&amp;quot; said Luna. Luna walked outside her den. It seemed eerily quite (which the wolves in her den never were). &amp;quot;What is going on? Where is papa?&amp;quot; Luna said.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Um Luna, my dear puppy?&amp;quot; said her mom. &amp;quot;Yes mother?&amp;quot; replied Luna. &amp;quot;This will be hard to understand, but...&amp;quot; Luna&amp;#39;s mom was crying. &amp;quot;Don&amp;#39;t cry mom it will be okay,&amp;quot; interrupted Luna. &amp;quot;Luna, papa has... passed,&amp;quot; Luna looked at her mom with horror. &amp;quot;No.No no no no no!&amp;quot; Luna cried. &amp;quot;That can&amp;#39;t be!&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Yes. i&amp;#39;m afraid it is. I&amp;#39;m sorry to have to tell you this,&amp;quot; Luna&amp;#39;s mother whimpered. &amp;quot;How? How did he... die?&amp;quot; said Luna. &amp;quot;We aren&amp;#39;t sure, some of our hunters found him in the woods deeply wounded beyond repair,&amp;quot; replied Luna&amp;#39;s mom.&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p&gt;That is chapter one of my new series &amp;quot;Rise of the Wolves&amp;quot;. At any time you can comment me with feedback or ideas. I will post the next chapter soon. Here is chapter two:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:18px&quot;&gt;&lt;a rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; href=&quot;https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/34447/rise-of-the-wolves-chapter-2&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#66ffff&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;entry-title&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color:#800080&quot;&gt;Rise of the Wolves: Chapter 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 04 Oct 2018 12:32:48 +0000</pubDate>
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<description>I walked into the room I shared with my twin sister, Olivia, and found her at the light switch, turning it on and off on and off. Olivia has autism and that's what she does when she is anxious or scared. I couldn't blame her, at least not today. I was pretty angry myself. My parents had decided to switch Olivia from her special needs school to my school.&lt;br /&gt;
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<pubDate>Sat, 26 Mar 2016 23:21:13 +0000</pubDate>
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