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Click!

One flicker of a switch was just one of the many sounds my ears could detect from the slightest noise in the house. My hand reached for the dial and turned it. What little of my remaining senses could detect the gradual warmth drifting from the iron, warranting a dreadful urge to lean in towards the toasty comfort and lose myself in the drowsiness.

The morning routine never failed to be the same as ever. My body had transitioned to autopilot the moment I had compelled myself out of bed, resembling a mindless, emotionless automaton. The weight of my eyelids tempted me to crumble onto the floor and catch my Zs.

It would just be for a few minutes. That’d be my excuse.

I turned my head towards the clock. The digits 5.30 were already enough to ruin my entire morning. All I could do was survive another day until I could finally return to having my sweet dreams again. I groggily walked towards the dresser and pulled down my wrinkled white school uniform.

Ding!

The heat from the iron continued to waft through the air as it countered the fresh coolness of the morning.

I grabbed hold of the iron’s handle, gathered all the strength I could barely muster, and dragged the heap of hot metal across the creases of my uniform.

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American: Defense
British: Defence

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American: Center
British: Centre

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American: Realize
British: Realise

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American: Sidewalk
British: Pavement

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American: Garbage
British: Rubbish

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American: Apartment
British: Flat

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American: Line
British: Queue

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American: Soccer
British: Football

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American: Behavior
British: Behaviour

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American: Cookie
British: Biscuit

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American: French Fries / Fries
British: Chips

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American: Color
British: Colour

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And so, it seemed, his comment had done nothing to waver the street urchin’s confidence.

“And what makes you think the risk of execution would scare me?” The boy in rags smirked, only angering the prince tied up in the chair opposite him. The prince only bit on his bottom lip, struggling to tamp down the anger that bubbled within him—mixed with the rage of fear and confusion.

What kind of idiot kidnaps a prince and assigns a ransom alone? Without a disguise, nor proper strategy, no less.

“You are well-spoken, despite your—“

“Not all of us are idiots, y’know.” His captor looked unimpressed.

“Right. My apologies.” The prince had no choice but to relent. His big mouth would have only conjure up more trouble.

They had remained silent, the prince simply observing the boy opposite him.

Being kidnapped was…quite the experience, to say the least. The prince had heard of worse stories—where kidnappings involved starvation, and such.

The prince had certainly gotten off lucky, then. He was talked to, and fed every hour—‘to fit the needs of a prince’, his captor had said—and even accompanied by the captor himself.

But the two of them grew tired of each other’s presence, and his captor took to mumbling to himself and playing with his back-up ransom letter.

“What’s your name?” The prince decided to ask, as naming the person ‘street urchin’ and ‘his captor’ in his head was rather vexing.

His captor smirked, the hood over his head making the smirk all the more ominous, before he opened his mouth to speak.

“You first, your majesty-ness.” The captor grinned. The prince rolled his eyes, holding back a snarky reply.

“Orion. How could you not know the crown prince’s name?” Orion questioned incredulously.

“I live a more sheltered life than you do, I guess.” His captor shrugged. “Well, alright. My name’s Archer.”

Archer. A befitting name for one so swift with a bow—Orion recalls the time he was first kidnapped, sleeve stuck against the wall, the arrow embedded into it narrowly missing his left arm.

“Nice to meet you, Archer.” The prince smiled.

“Good to see you too, big O.”

Orion cringed at the nickname.

“Do not call me that.” Orion frowned, displeased.

His captor howls with laughter.

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In a group / all together

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Click!

One flicker of a switch was just one of the many sounds my ears could detect from the slightest of noises made in the house. My hand reached for the dial and turned it. What was left of my senses allowed me to feel something warm—a source of heat getting hotter. Must be the iron turning on.

The morning routine never failed to be the same as ever. My body had gone on autopilot the moment I forced myself out of bed, like the mindless, emotionless robot I was. My heavy eyelids were tempting me to just collapse onto the floor and catch my Zs.

Just for a few minutes. That’d be my excuse. I just wanted more sleep. That was all.

I stared at my bed, desperate to give in to the feeling of my body trying to pull me towards it, as if it were a magnet. It was like the bed itself was beckoning me to go back in its gentle embrace of slumber.

I turned my head towards the clock. The digits 5.30 were already enough to ruin my entire morning. All I could do was survive another day so I could finally go back to my sweet dreams once again when all of it is over. I groggily dragged my feet towards the dresser and pulled down my wrinkled white school uniform.

Ding!

Yet another sound to be expected in a sleepy morning. Heat from the iron wafted through the air as it countered the fresh coolness of the morning.

I grabbed hold of the iron’s handle, gathered all the strength I could barely muster, and dragged the heap of hot metal across the creases of my uniform.

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 Owen stood in awe as the light started to shine even brighter.All of a sudden, the room was dark as the light dimmed then disappeared completely.He groped around, looking for something to hold on to.He blinked,confused.As soon as his eyes adjusted to the darkness,the light quickly reappeared as it has disappeared and was forming into something.Something…that seems to be in the shape of a human?

  “What…what are you?”was all he managed to say before it was all darkness.

   Owen blinked.Where was he?He surveyed what seemed to only be an empty room.Footsteps echoed through the outside of the walls that surround him.Owen felt his heart beat faster against his will.He desperately looked around,searching for a clue or an answer to what was happening.His eyes fell onto his hands that seemed to not be chained,which was…odd.The footsteps increased in volume.Owen decided that the only thing he could do,with nothing to use as a tool,was to close his eyes,pretend to be unconscious as he was before,and hope for the best.

  Owen heard the sound of a door being opened.Funny,he thought.He did not see a door in the room at all.Owen was as still as a statue.Weirdly enough,a conversation seems to have started right beside his unmoving body.

  “Neru,this is a human we are talking about.A human!You do realise that his arrival poses as a threat to our kind? Do you not fret for the welfare of our kind?”some…thing shouted with clear anger.

  “Father,I do care for our kind,which is quite the opposite of what you have said,I am afraid,but this is a living creature.What can we possibly do to it?”another…thing asked.

  “What can we possibly do to it?!What type of question is that? We shall eliminate it from the plane of existence!”the…thing announced it as if it was very obvious.

  “Father…I,I can’t possibly let that happen.I’m off.I do not wish to be part of this conversation any longer.”the…other thing sighed and left the room.

  The other creature present in the room the left and the door disappeared behind it.Owen opened his eyes,ever so slowly.The air in the room was still and Owen heaved a sigh of relief.He examined the room once more.He was laying down on an elevated rectangular box.He ran his hands through it.He was puzzled by the events that had just unfolded before him.What and who is Neru?And why are they in the middle of deciding whether to make him stop existing or not?Owen lifted his hands up into the air as a sign of surrender.He was too exhausted to think about anything.His eyelids were drooping,and soon he drifted into a peaceful sleep.

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Through three cheese trees three free fleas flew

While these fleas flew, freezy breeze blew

Freezy breeze made these three trees freeze

Freezy trees made these trees' cheese freeze

That's what made these three free fleas sneeze

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Triumphant or happy

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Happy Bee Day!

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to talk

to show when a speaker’s language  is used fluently

An articulate speaker

to express clarity

to be united

to show a relation with meaning

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A text full of irony…anyone confused?

Poetry from William Shakespeare’s ‘Romeo and Juliet’

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Alleviate, to endure

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Unimpressed or indifferent

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To be there in support of another and let them depend on you

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A momentary feeling of surprise, fear or shock.

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Happy World Migratory Bird Day!

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Rude

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Second last

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Made or used as a substitute; typically an inferior one

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Severe/strict manner or attitude

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Having human characteristics

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Actions mean more than words do

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Calm down

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Doing something late is better than never doing it

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Never

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An unfortunate event turning out to be something great, a blessing.

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To go crazy

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To gather one’s courage

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Freedom is but a choice;
The ability to do what one desires;
To speak with one’s own voice;
And passion burning like fire.

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Only after some time, then something will happen

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One, two,
BOO!

Three four,
BOO some more!

Five, six,
Your insanity fixed.

Seven, eight,
Oh no, it’s too late.

Nine, ten,
Gone like the zen.

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Perfectly timed, something happening at a perfect time

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Four, five, six, eight
Nine seven ate

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Blow, blow, blow the balloon,
Pop, pop, goes the balloon,
Too much air inside,
The balloon can no longer hide,

Just as a human does,
When too much is just too much.
What about riding the bus?
To calm oneself and such.

How does one calm oneself;
When one has nothing to be calm for?
Many a mysteries into we delve,
Soon to fly, then proceed to soar.

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Gold is a human;
Value so high;
but malleable can;
and always will tie.

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Knock, knock, the wood feels.
Knock, knock, the wood knows.
Opportunities gone with a seal.
Many seeds hath not sowed.

Chances appear only once;
When gone, the seeds wilt.
But yet we can still enhance;
To progress to our hilt.

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A human is like that of rubber;
Stretch too much and it will tear.
Let me ask you this when you be somber;
What happens if pain is too much to bear?

A human is like that of gold;
With life valuable but soul so soft.
How does a human from young be mold;
And develop dreams that float aloft?

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So gorgeous, yet so ugly;
The only things a human can be
Inner, outer and all within
With personalities that can be stretched thin

And yet the world is full of desire,
False hope and hate.
Divided into truthful ones and liars,
What will be of it in this state?

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O dear friend, thy heart is true;
But yet thy words are harsh and sore;
And yet I do nothing but stand without thou,
How am I to aid thou even more?

There’s no one but me to blame;
For thy life is difficult enough;
All I can feel is guilt and shame;
Although thou may know nothing of.

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To thyself be true
To thyself be content
Many a things to pursue
I’ll only rhyme up till this extent

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We must learn to live together as brothers and sisters or perish together as fools.

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A person who never made a mistake never tried anything new.

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No man is rich enough to buy back his past.

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Happy is not by chance, but by choice.

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Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.

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How long might it take, before the mask begins to mould one’s face?

- Anonymous.

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Multiple times

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Having a scheduled filled with activities or appointments

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Something almost impossible or impossible to do

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A book filled with poetry written by many different poets such as Mary Oliver, Dave Smith and Chase Twichell. Written a long time ago, this book is very difficult to find in this time and place.It pleases me to know that there is one written about a moment in Singapore, my home country. Therefore,I share this with everyone here.

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Anyone who comes across this Padlet may write whatever they desire but all have to approved to be shown to the public.This is  because some might be inaccurate and the public will get confused.

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Some say the world will end in fire,

Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire

I hold with those who favor fire.

But if it had to perish twice,

I think I know enough of hate

To say that for destruction ice

Is also great

And would suffice

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The world will not be destroyed but those who do evil, but by those who watch them without doing anything.

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Any fool can know.The point is to understand.

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A book you’ll regret not reading!
Full of poems and prose,
Please,I beg of you, heed my warning!
For delight will be close

Only if you choose for it to be opened
Only then will you appreciate its reopen

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She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies

And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes

Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies

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Do something foolish which causes one’s downfall.

And so, it seemed, Xavier had dug his own grave—the fearsome knight he so quickly insulted now rushing towards him with a sword. There was nothing to do to stop him, what with the big difference in power.

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To express delight,excitement or shock

An olden phrase

Note:Jove is a Greek God.

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Doing a good job

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To go to bed(sleep)

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Go to bed(sleep)

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Something easy

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To wait

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To be nervous

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Rarely, not often

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To give extra effort in something

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To be kidding

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One’s preferred task,thing,etc

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To tell about a certain news

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A wish for good luck

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Having a fun time

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Time flies when you are having a fun time

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Time flies when you are having a fun time

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When you are having a fun time, time passes by quickly.

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To be extremely happy

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To be in another place and to follow the people living there

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To be extremely happy

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Someone with good qualities but lack education or social skills

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The rules to be applied while using a language

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To use a language with

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Foliage, process of producing leaves

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To be extremely happy

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To be extremely wicked, very evil

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To let a secret slip out

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Raining very heavily

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Used to describe something with no chance of success or working

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A rich and powerful person, usually used to describe someone negatively