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Today is the big day! My name is snowball the Cat and it's the Kitty Bowl and I am the quarterback. I've been trying to block out the noise of all the haters and I'm trying to focus on winning the game. Although I am a very likable kitty, all that goes away on the field. I am truly a menace, with nothing in my heart but winning the game. Every play I put my heart on the line. Whether that means I win or lose, I leave it all out on the field.

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I have seen so many things in this home. Breakups, friendships, I have even lit so many dinners. The more I experience, the more burnt out I get. How much longer will I last to enjoy these beautiful moments of life? Is this my only purpose? I didn't want to be a dining table candle, only used for a twenty year old's college apartment. I want to be bigger, I want to be better. I want to be one of those candles that never burns and sits on a shelf in the White House for decoration.

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i was once a tree--

how many stories have come from me?

how many things apart from me

have become a part of me

implicitly?

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For years, the Squishmallows and the Jellycats have been at war. Think Capulets and Montagues, but cuter, shaped like food, and much softer. The squishmallows had rallied their troops. The Jellycats we're firing their ammunition. They were at war. Stuffing littered the carpet. Fabric was askew. Who will win?

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Buried at the bottom of a bookbag, forgotten by the one person who needs me most. I feel the movement of the bag as the walk, but then a sudden halt as my owner stops. They shuffle their books looking for me, but to no avail. Here I am hidden in this corner where I have fallen. Never again to feel the rush of turning over an engine ignition.

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I've been hanging on the wall all day just waiting for a friend to win me. Finally, a girl comes up and after three rings on the bottle, I'm on my way home with her! Before we go to her new home, we spend the day running around the carnival as new best friends. First, we ride the Ferris wheel, then the bumper cars, and we finish off our perfect day with ice cream. It was the best day ever but I can't wait to get home to my new bedroom with my new friend.

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I watch as she lets her alarm ring for too long each morning, and as she drags herself out of bed. She returns with coffee. Most days she opts for an oversized sweatshirt as her outfit for the day. She grabs her large I watch as she comes home  tired after another long day of being gone (where does she go in the daylight?) and she sits on her phone for too long before dozing off to sleep. What does she do when shes not in this room

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Hello! I'm unnamed, but I come from a loving place. I have traveled far (all the way from Mexico) to reside on your desk bulletin board. I live in a colorful striped dress of blue and green and pink with a lace bottom. I see you do homework for hours, and eat scrumptious food. I see you respond to funny texts or toil over the outfit of the day.

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Once upon a time in a faraway land there was a valentine's day lobster named Hermes who ran away from his home in the ocean. He happened to stumble upon a pink water bottle that he immediately was intrigued by because the pink matched his pink hearts on his cheek. Hermes finally crawled up to the water bottle to introduce himself and learned that the water bottle's name was Bubbles. Since that first conversation, they became the best of friends and spend every day with each other. The End

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Pikachu decided to go winter camping with his friend Charzar. They wanted to go to the Appalachian mountains because they heard it was beautiful this time of year. Pikachu really wanted to make sure this trip was perfect so he packed his favorite red cooler with some sandwiches and diet cokes. Their Favorite! They don’t have any money because they don’t work so Charzar had to fly them there. Pikachu was so happy that his cooler was the perfect size for a carry-on. They got there in no time and had a great camping trip!

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Once upon a time, the sun cracked through the shuttered blinds. Bringing with it the golden rays of a new day. The heavily beams light up the cupboard as they always due. I have the fear of being filled with the scalding brown liquid, steaming and ever flowing. I glance to the right and see my dear friend the stapler being unused. We do not talk anymore. I am envious of him, he gets to sit there unused, while I get picked up again and again. He's sitting there vibing right now, unbothered, and in his own lane.

I the stapler, watch precariously as the coffee mug slowly deterierates back into his clay like state. I sit there waiting to be used for my purpose. But also enjoy the relaxing life that I have.

Brent and Tristan

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Objects: water bottle and sour patch kids.

It was a sunny afternoon and Suzy had just gotten home from class.

You know what that means.... SNACK TIME!

Meanwhile, during a not so bright evening, lies a family of sour patch kids.

Trembling and claustrophobic, the kids suddenly begin to see the light. The day seems to be getting better, the more sun that shines through. That is, until...

Oh no! There goes Fred!

Like a waterslide, Fred swooshes down Suzy's throat, rinsed down with some nice cool water.