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I didn't find any relationship in some of the comparisons, on the other hand it was very descriptive. I can't get completely hooked

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It's really nice, the thing is that... he or she mentioned other people and as the video said it's mandatory that every person has something to do, but in this case he or she mentioned a group of people but anything else, I mean, that bunch of people didn't have any goal or think to do in that take

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For me this was a nice story but the only thing that I can say is that the story is really short and we can't empathize with the characters, we can see that he becomes a hero just for some experiences that we don't know, I would like to have more information and be more expressive of the things that you want to express.

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I loved the picture my mind created while reading it... I still feel that some of the scenes are not fully necessary for the plot though. I would very much like that you round it up (make it more concise)

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It's literal to the rubric so it marks all the boxes for the requirements of the video

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Damn, very detailed, very interesting, very good overall, maybe the end was a little underwhelming because I was expecting an explanation of what happened to the daughter and the village, and what was the disk, if it was an alien or some sort of specie of fish, but overall it was entertaining and intriguing

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It has a good plot but I think it seems more like a synopsis than a tale. The tale needs more information.

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It lacks interest, and it's not very creative

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#1. Kinda vague, nothing is really specified but the neighbor appearing is like the biggest whole in the story, i did not enjoy reading it because i dont like when i have to imagine almost the full story for it to make sense

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It has really good narrative, I like that is so descriptive but it’s no interesting, it didn’t capture me

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In the depths of the Amazon rainforest, an expedition of adventurers in search of a legend that spoke of an ancient lost city. As they explored the dense vegetation, they stumbled upon a hidden temple. Upon entering, they were astonished by what they found: a room filled with advanced technological artifacts.

Among the artifacts was a mysterious robot, covered in dust and with an aura of antiquity. When one of the adventurers activated a switch, the robot came to life with a hum. It emitted a series of beeps and began projecting holograms on the wall.

The adventurers deciphered the holograms and discovered that the robot was the guardian of the lost city. It told the story of an advanced civilization that once thrived amidst the jungle but fell into decline due to greed and warfare. Its technology had been search for protect it from those who are looking to use it for destructive purposes.

The robot revealed that only those with pure hearts could access the technology and use it wisely. The adventurers felt overwhelmed by the responsibility. They decided to protect the technology and ensure it never fell into the wrong hands.

As they exited the temple, they felt a watchful gaze in the jungle. Something or someone was observing them. The adventure was just beginning, and suspense hung in the air as they didn't know who else was seeking the hidden technology in the Amazon rainforest.

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The sound of the waves hitting the shore feels like someone knocking on the door to my mind, it is a hypnotizing sensation that distracts me from the depressing village I am trapped in, and growing up alone with my mother made it a challenge, I couldn't have a moment of peace, I always had to listen to my mother scolding me not to go too far from home, and when I went to bed and didn't have to deal with it anymore, the noises of people running and murmuring in the dark of the night tormented me more.
How every day my first task is to sweep away the gift of the "night visit", in reality they are people who apparently live in a forest near the village, they are rarely seen since they only come out at night when everything is dark, They haven't done anything wrong so no one cares about them, but their routine is to go to the coast and leave symbols at the entrances of the houses, they are circles of dirt in which they put something in the center, my mother is bothered by this and that's why he gets even by sending me to clean it. Every morning I hurried to finish my chores, and even though she didn't want to, my mother no longer had any reason to keep me at home so I dedicated myself to walking along the coast, avoiding the port and the lots of fishing boats to eventually sneak into the area where no one goes, it's because the waves there are stronger and there are more rocks than sand, but I like it, it's like it takes me away from here.
While I was enjoying the view, suddenly an object shot out of the waves passing over me, barely recovering from the shock I was able to notice the object, it was something like a metal disc with an eye in the center all covered in algae and barnacles, was when I noticed that sunset was already occurring and I had to return quickly to avoid conflicts with my mother, so entering the house I made the fastest possible movements to prevent her from noticing the very strange object that I had found, which for some reason I was holding onto it, it was mine and I didn't even know what it was, when I went to bed I put it under my pillow, I could easily feel it through it, but I immediately fell into a very deep sleep, in which I walked with the object held with both hands in front of me, as if guiding me, bringing me closer to the sea, while it slowly made my way deeper and deeper into the water, until I reached what looked like a podium with a hole in the center, in which I placed the disk, and an intense green light shone as it opened the sea floor from below, it was a door from which enormous tentacles came out that stretched towards me, slowly approaching my hand, I was abruptly interrupted by my mother shouting for me to get up and hurry up with my chores, to which I had no choice but to do it and leave to find that I had been exonerated from my first task, this morning there was no dirt at the entrance, but there were footprints, many footprints of people going towards the same direction, I realized that I was not the only one who noticed it and that she is confused by it, when following the trail I came across a small crowd on the sides of the path of footprints, which led directly to the sea, I returned immediately and noticed the object was no longer under my pillow, in fact, it was no longer anywhere and I know that if my mother had found it I would be getting the scolding of my life, I decided it was better this way and I just continued with my day the same way the village regarding the situation, today my mother squeezed every last drop of energy out of my body and all I wanted was to jump into bed and drown in my sheets, but something was not right, everything was very quiet, like If there was no one there anymore, I approached the window to try to see something in the darkness, but there was a glow emanating from the coast, I don't know why but I couldn't do anything but run straight towards it, the water covering around me as I run more and more, reaching the place of my dreams, I approached the podium, where the disk is, and when I touch it, the eye in the center opens, and with it the earth opens again, finally releasing it, and at the same time freeing me.

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A narrow street, leaves hanging around, the inhabitants murmuring about what could have happened that time. His eyes showed disappointment and confusion, my hands full of blood uttered certain words that I did not hear, words that came from my subconscious.

I was thinking about whether what I had done was the right thing, I was thinking about what he would think if he were with me right now, not this person in front of me. I ran as hard as I could only to end up in the same place I started, apparently it was just something I had made up in my head.

The blue and the silence take over the indecisive color of the hour that precedes twilight, my thoughts were the only thing that kept me sane, that place full of white walls, surrounded by a forest with a thick fog and the endless footsteps in the one that took place.

That’s why I realized that that place was strange, that the people who whispered lies were more false than those who told the truth, that my parents were nothing more than a false illusion of my mind, that my necklace had fallen somewhere of the extensive forest was proof that innocence had been lost.

The only person who understood me had left never to return or well that’s what I thought until I discovered the truth that Ylvik was hiding, the dark and tense truth that hid each of his small and cozy houses around the giant forest.

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In a forgotten realm, a timid teenager named Sam finds themselves thrust into a nightmarish adventure. Haunted by sinister shadows and plagued by chilling whispers, Sam must confront their deepest fears to rescue their kidnapped sibling from an ancient, malevolent entity. With the help of a wise mentor and a loyal companion, Sam embarks on a treacherous journey through horrible landscapes and deadly trials. As they face their own inner demons, Sam discovers hidden strengths and unlocks the power to vanquish the darkness, becoming the hero they were destined to be.

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El cielo estaba despejado y el sol estaba en el punto más central de su paseo diario cuando vimos las noticias todos juntos. El mundo se acaba hoy a las cuatro de la tarde en punto, decía el titular. Algo sobre un meteorito o una explosión, no lo recuerdo. Luego, como si al espacio y al tiempo les cortaran un retazo, aparecimos sentados en la baldosa fría y blanca de la sala. Teníamos los pies cruzados a la manera que tienen las colegialas de sentarse cuando llevan puesta la falda de gala en el pasillo. Había un olor a falso limón por todo el lugar, común en las baldosas a esa hora del día. Acto seguido nos cogimos de las manos, y en medio del aire de meditación y oración irrumpió jadeante mi vecino del frente, dispuesto a unirse al círculo y tomar la misma posición que nosotros. Las cuatro horas habían pasado de manera virtual, como en los videojuegos transcurre el tiempo. A mi espalda estaba el ventanal cerrado, transparente, dejando pasar la luz blanca amarillenta, que crecía cada segundo como el momento en que llega el oscuro de la noche a instalarse sin que nadie lo detenga. Claro y oscuro, ambas cosas llenaron la sala, me alegré de que nadie dijera una sola palabra mientras todo ocurrió, ya no nos sujetábamos de las manos. El mundo había acabado.