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My cat, a big ball of love and coziness. A Brittish Shorthair with caramel brown fur that’s as smooth as silk. A cat that’s always loyal towards her masters. She can be both playful and lazy at once with sudden bursts of energy focused on a single target when active. Her playful nature may make her unpredictable to most people.

Friendly with most, being lazy and happy; a blazing fury may be released when encountering something she doesn’t like, swiping with her claws as sharp as knives with the fury of a raging fire and with the swiftness of a raging river. With a love of treats, her hunger can’t be stopped when offered a treat that she likes.

She is a civilised cat only using the litterbox instead of the carpet or sofa. She is only going to eat her favourite foods preferring to not eat unless provided. She is spoiled out of her mind being pampered with treats and toys. She is a fat cat being chubby as ever while being cuter than any puppy I’ve ever seen.

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The sun shone violently that day, boiling up the sand beneath their feet to the point where they struggled to stand. The rays beamed down mercilessly on the people that day, draining the energy the people have. Fatigue set in, weighing down their legs. Despite all of this, they all have smiles on their faces from the immense joy they experienced that day.

The sound of crashing waves and the potent smell of the salt ocean filled the atmosphere with excitement. The wind blew from the sea, and ran across their fingertips, its touch caressing gently, and whispered a lullaby. Children ran around the beach, filling the air with laughter.

The triumphant blue sea water cooled down those who entered it, it’s waves rocking gently and calmly. The sight of children having swimming races in the ocean was a common sight, while the adults laid under umbrellas, drinking sweet, fresh coconut water. Despite the cruel sun, nobody wanted to leave this place, as it was a place where joyful memories are made.

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The Dark Castle

The darkness consumed the hallway with as I stood on the center frozen in fear. Dead corpses scattered around the dungeon with crimson red blood dripping all over the cold floor. The odor struck my senses, cultivating my senses with horror and disgust. Large and exceedingly inticrate eight-legged creeps crawled out of the corpses followed by horrendous flaccid pink worms, feeding on the remains of the dead.

The cold gust of wind flow through the dark room with a melancholic howl, freezing the walls of the room. The mighty lightning rod of terror struck the attic, creating cackles on the floor and sending shivers down my spine, traumatizing me with fear. Putting my entire body on stasis as I stood frozen with my mind slowly breaking to pieces.

I stood on the center of the room with utter sadness and depression as I shuddered to imagine what inhuman thoughts lie behind the slaughter. The horrors of the dungeon sent my mind on a voyage of terror and agony, chaining me to melancholy. Feeling trapped in a labyrinth with no exit. Destined to be lost forever in perpetual sadness and empty thoughts. Stuck in a never-ending dream of madness and sustained cruelty.

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Always been fascinated by carnival rides. It amazes me that average, ordinary people eagerly trade in the serenity of the ground for the chance to be tossed through the air like vegetables in a food processor . It astounded me that someone in the past thought that people would enjoy and appreciate this , which individual prepared what must have been the primary of these terrifying machines. For me, it is absolutely the excitement and fervor of having survived the ride that keeps me coming back for more.

My first encounter with a carnival ride was a Ferris wheel in a neighborhood. I was dumbstruck looking at that emerging enormity turning the life out of its sardine-caged inhabitants. It was intimidating, huge, and smoky. Ever since that starting impression became preserved in my head for years, these rides reminded me of mythical beast, large dinosaurs carrying screaming passengers on their back, even the sound of the engine brought a resentment of dragons breathing their flames out to destroy as people around the carnival lined up to be eaten and taken away by the mythical beast.

The first ride on one of these fantastic beasts gave me an instant rush of adrenaline. As the death-defying ride started, a lump in my throat pulsed like a dislodged heart ready to walk the plank. As the ride picked up speed, the resistance to gravity built up against my body until I was unable to move. An almost imperceptible pause as the wheel reached the top of its climb allowed my body to relax in a brief state , it was the start of the climax throughout this ride. Then there was an assault of stomach turning weightlessness as the machine continued its rotation and I descended back toward the earth, at speeds I have never experienced. For a moment I stopped in my thoughts. To my surprise I began to rise again realizing that as terrifying as it sounds I was enjoying the ride with full of excitement as I screamed in joy.

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The lush meadows extend to the horizon. Sparse trees dot its large mass, a maze of greenery and bark. Bladed grass leafs carpet the rich brown soil, an occasional bright-petal flower blooming in its midst, like a four leaf clover. The sun’s warm gaze touches the Earth lightly, embracing both flora and fauna in unending light. Herds upon herds of horses graze freely, nibbling on the grass, galloping the expanse with their muscled legs. Birds soar in the lofty skies with practiced ease, calling out to each other and hunting for game. Their nests rest as impregnable eyries, protecting their young on the tallest branches. Even the air seems more natural there, strong winds ruffling the animals’ hides and the plants’ wholes. The tiny insects of this world, the beetles and the bugs, the ants and the flies, find their peace on these meadows. Their shiny bodies glisten as they scurry to and fro, as nature takes its course in this verdant landscape.

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Over the  compact slope to the south, settled within the tall hills and mountains, lay a little yet crowded village. The sound of friendly chatters and laughter filled the air as numerous people swarmed into the markets at the edge of the little streets to buy their fresh, succulent fruits and vegetables. Although it was bitty and simple, the entire village was lively as well as enthusiastic with countless people running around with grins in their faces. The village was bustling as the sound of blaring trucks and cars filled the air as they attempted to pass the street full of people along with their children, running around.

The fresh breeze of the wind filled my lungs as well as the sweet scent of the freshly picked fruits. Each person in the crowd budge as if unseeing hands dragged them this way and that, pulling their eyes to one thing and then another. The sun’s rays shone luminously onto the entire village as the fresh breeze of wind wooshed delicately which made it even more lively. The balmy weather complemented the tall, tropical coconut trees that were all around as the sweet sound of chirps came from the majestic birds who were spreading their wings in the sky.

A gray afternoon chill descended upon the surrounding hills, as the sun slowly fell and darkness gradually started to devour the sky. Street lights began to light up, as well as the enrichments that were put on the branches of the verdant trees. The entire village had glowed softly, as if it was enchanted. The whole village was now distant and calm at this time as people were cozy and reunited with their families inside their houses.

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Christmas was just a week away as the weather started to be freezing and grey. The once great view of the blue and glorious lake was all glacial. All the surrounding trees was also engulfed in snow like igloos stacked next to each other. Animals like birds and foxes are no where to be seen as they are all in hiding from the nipping snow. Tall and big houses were also immerse in layers of snow making them look petite than they normally are. Roads that were once filled with cars were all empty of cars and filled with nothing but the white, thick snow. All the kids who were excited to go out and play football just turn their smile around as seconds of them outside with the biting snow would bring marks of frostbite all around their body. The windows that was once translucent started to freeze slowly like a disease spreading across some land. The never ending snowstorm was much blinding that a single soul that stepped outside could be lost in the white.

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The fine-grained orange sand seeps into the ground as you place your foot upon its moist and trodden surface. Wind blows and moans across the ear, sweeping your hair behind. The ocean lifts its arms to touch the shore and it crawls steadily to the shore, gently drenching the sand. Along the line of coarse sand, there is nobody to be seen, and nothing to be felt except the tranquility and onshore breeze. Across the deep blue sea, could be seen hints of eternal yellow-brown on the water’s intensely reflective surface, all the way to the horizon where it meets the sun and sky.

The blazing sunset produced a vast contrast of colors upon the entire sky, with deep color of rubies and sapphires. The scene looked like it was taken out of a painting. The sun illuminated everything in a way that was mesmerizing and never seen before. In the distance, a flock of seagulls could be seen flying into the sunset as the sun gradually went down the horizon. The apocalyptic, bright red and orange colors turn into a dull and hazy blue. Colors of the sky now had different patterns now, and slowly transitioned into the starry night.

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There is a room in the backyard of my house that is very intimidating.  It has been abandoned for many years until now. The room is so dark and gloomy that it makes my heart beat rapidly. The sound of silence covered the entire room. Only the sound of the breeze can be heard. The room is so hot. It is as hot as boiling water. Sweats go down my body when I go into the room. It is like I am in a sauna. The walls of the room are rusty and old. It looks like it was about to fall apart. Old and rusty, the scent of the room is also terrible. It is like there is a corpse in that room that has been lying there for centuries. There are 2 flowers in the room. Their petals are ripped and black. They have been sitting there for years, waiting for help to arrive. This room used to be beautiful and now, it has turned into a dark, creepy room that is left untouched for decades.

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Her kind hearted smile can fill the broken cracks of a million hearts. Her fur can warm the souls of any living being. Hours of playing but yet still filled with energy. The golden fluff can run with a force of a runaway train. She loves anyone who approaches her, leaping onto their chest and placing her head on it. Some enjoy it while some hates it and pushes her away. Crashing the ground on her back does not harm her. She gets back up with ease and smile back, forgetting the pain of her fall.

Food was always a question. A single scent of food will send her into an excited frenzy, leaping all over the cold tiled floor. She is a picky eater. If she finds the food unsatisfying, she will look and walk away, but yet forever glad there is food.

The nights are never lonely with her. She lays down on the winter tiles. There is no problem for her. However, if it does get too cold for her, she will ask you politely placing her small yellow head on the edge of the bed and gaze at you. She doesn’t need to make a sound, her soft pupils can alone telepathically tell you.

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The cold and senseless nights of winter, where warmth is no where and the cold is what surrounds you. But a shelter is right in front of you. A cave, filled with infinite possibilities of what’s inside of it. Where all is welcome to seek warmth but not comfort. Where darkness lies, where light does not have a grasp on it. It is a cave full of mysteries and wonders to be found. Hidden gems can be found, but be wary as there are many bizarre creatures live down there. A place of shelter, but not a place that guarantees your safety, where you are able to rest, but keep an eye out for creatures that will bring harm to you. As you stroll down the dark cave, it plays with your mind and makes you hear interesting and puzzling things. Whispers of the dead, whispers of the creatures and what truly happened to the beings of this cave. The cave’s path leads to many choices, but most lead to a dead end. Though you seek shelter from the cave, the coldness of the world still follows you inside. Signs and marks of the past are still recorded throughout the caves walls, a scratch of the past and even writing of people who shared the same events as you.

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It was an eerie night with the sound of the howls of the wolves. On top of this steep hill lies an abandoned shack in the middle of a dark forest. The shack had seemed to be built by an individual. Curious but afraid, hands shaking, knees like jelly, I finally built up my courage to enter the building. In heavy, fast breathing, the interior was even more frightening than the exterior. Inside, had a weird rotten smell. Touched the walls of the shack, feeling the walls were made by the wood from the nearby forest. Pulling my hand back, the walls left a black dirt mark on my palm. The rotten smell became stronger as I walked nearer to the room. Creaking the door open, spotted a glimpse of large amounts of waste before slamming the door, leaking some debris.

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Heavy loaded transportations look as if they were falling, passing through the bustling village. People shouting from one edge to another, while selling daily goods, bargaining with each other. Different aromas of things mixed up the atmosphere, while the wind breezed into their skin. The sky, sitting down on a horizon,with its colour looking like a painting, with a mix of warmth and cold in the sky, makes the busy atmosphere even more lively . Palm trees shading at the back, while located on the tip of the mountain, showing a panoramic view of nature. Chirping birds taking flight, gliding around the chill sky in and out of the palm trees. Fruits,antiques and many more items are being traded from a merchant to another. Silk curtains and tons of other adequate quality materials spread throughout the city.

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Benny is a person which is very famous at school, he is known for his inteligents at his school he was always the no 1 ranking in his school. He has a blue eyes and also have thick lips. When he blinks his eyes was like a miracle. He looks very handsome with his brownish hair. He also plays basket ball he is the captain on the team too.   Benny is a type of guy that is never sad he will always be happy. he is always cheerful and in a good mood as usual . not only he is always happy he also likes spreading possitive energy to anyone he ran pass by every single day . Which people like about him his positive energy made everyone go back to their moods.

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The beach is the place I go to whenever I need to relax and forget about all the hustles of life and just enjoy myself. a breeze blows by, a refreshing smell of the salty sea. corals made up the beach sand. The sun is now in full control of the seashore and its effects can be felt by everyone. It’s warm, and the air is filled with moisture from the sea. The ground is mildly warm. It makes me calm.

My ears weren’t left behind either. It’s like the fresh air was singing melodious blues as we walked. I could hear the sounds of fish that were possibly calling for attention from the sea. It was fabulous watching the birds suddenly shoot up into the sky like rockets.

In the evening, people poured onto the beach to enjoy the serenity and perfect weather. Children ran up and down as laughter filled up every corner of the beach and people even played beach volleyball. Fishermen are starting their night shifts.  Its a perfect day to refresh my mind in the beach.

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My auntie and I sat on the beach, squishing the warm sand between out toes. The sea shell we have collected glittered like jewels under the sun. On the wooden dock , patient fisher leans against the wheathered railing and waited. My uncle and I watch as a sailboat knife swiftly through the crystal blue water, the wave pounding against her wooden hull.

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The rose stood still in its vase facing the gigantic windows trying to get some sunlight to light every inch of its body. The fragrance of that same rose covered almost all the room. The leaves still hanging on its stalk with a beautiful emerald with slightly brownish colored. Its red petals distract all the attention to them only within seconds. The reflection clearly printed on the clear windows in front of it. The vase was painted broken white so that the attention go to the rose but not the vase.

The flower laid on top of a wooden table with some traditional carvings in it. The rose added the value of the wooden table. The combination of both flower and table were so beautiful that every day there will be one person who watered the flower and cleaned the table. The wooden table was made long before it had shipped to this house but still very sturdy and strong. It has several damages caused by the wood-eating insects but the quality was good therefore the table wont collapse until the weight of 100-150 kilos.

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This place is covered with white. It’s a forest. A white forest. Snow is here and there, everywhere far and wide. The colours are clean and pure. It is soft and very cold to touch. This is also one of the magnificent seasons. People enjoying playing outdoors, making snow angels, snowball fights, ice skating and much more fun activities people can do. People also seem to be more happy and cheerful playing.

The trees are beautiful covers with bits of snow. The refreshing winter air filled everyones lungs and nostrils. Just to see something so wonderful. Winter is also a very wonderful season to have some hot chocolate, s’mores, and cookies certainly. Children’s also enjoy winter since they get presents on the 25th of December which is Christmas. And so far winter is my favorite time of the year.

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Instantly as you come through the roads towards the sea, you feel a sense of comfort. The sun gleams upon the area as its rays light up the sand, making them look like shining diamonds that stand along the shore. The air was light as the wind strolls calmly, accompanied by the sea foam-colored sky that loomed the beach.

The waves rolled along the shore in a graceful, gentle and steady rhythm, as if dancing with the land. The briny smell of sea seemed unforgettable, it’s scent imprinted in the mind. The calming melody of the waves hitting the shore repeatedly calms the mind in a sense of serenity, with the lively seagulls that roam around the winds, the palm trees that protect the beach and the cast of crabs that rule the land.

Soon enough, the sun falls slowly into a deep slumber, which taints the sky with a deep gradient of an orange and red flame, setting the clouds ablaze. The colors was vivid and elegant, as if a painter had painted every bit of his canvas with the brightest colors on his palette. The sea felt more alive than ever, it was breathing like a real human being.

But soon, the crimnson black overshadows the  radiant orange-red fire, welcoming the sun to finally rest. And so the stars reappear, dancing their joyful light all across the horizon. The elegant moon rises, looking kindly below the now sleeping ocean, like somewhat a protector or guardian, destined to keep it safe.

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The autumn season stretches forth with fingers of every hue, from the stillness of browns to crimson reds and the gold of sunny days. With boughs of maple leaves and a carpet of floral splendour, the garden has become quite a seasonal fortune. The trees showered a touch of cider orange upon the limestone pebbled ground and the sun illuminated the expanse of blue sky with its golden rays. The clouds dotted the blue with freckles as they gathered in their presence. The leaves ascended from above carefree and still. The rustling of the group of leaves echoed and wafts of a familiar green odour diffused into the serenity of the air.

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The sound of the soothing waves crawling gently to shore. Hermit crabs roaming around freely in search of food while bathing under the hot radiant sun. With the view of the marvelous blue ocean with thousands of fish swimming and the sun setting making the sky turn red and orange. With palm trees swaying left and right as if it was dancing to the sound of the waves crashing onto the sand. There were people playing with waves and the distant surfers surfing the high tide. There were also kids passionately building their dream castle with their sand tools out of sand and people playing sand volleyball. There were also flip flops scattered around beach chairs and beach towels layed out on the beach chairs. People in bathing putting on their sunscreen getting ready to sunbath.

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Painted with streaks of colors of an orange, a lemon, strawberries and grapes, the glorious evening sky gave a warm embrace. As streaks of golden illumination shone upon the surface of the earth, little boats from afar floated on the tranquil, carribean blue sea.

The seabirds of the territory glided weightlessly amongst the colored clouds. Where the gentle waves sweeped the edges of the saturated reddish yellow sand, a colony of them could be seen wandering around searching for their prey.

The chirping of the birds, the calming sound of the waves, the sound of the sugar-like grains of the sand as the particles rub over each other, and occasional barks from the patrolling dogs made the atmosphere more welcoming.

As the ocean breeze gusted by, a scent -salty yet familiar -could be smelled. The distant boats, as well as the exhausted surfboard-riding professionals drew nearer and nearer to the surface as dusk approached.

When the warm colors that painted the sky started to be overlapped with royal blue and black, glistening little astronomical objects decorated the now eternal-looking atmosphere.

Red orange colored crustaceans started to dig their ways out of their little ‘sand homes’. As more and more of them walked sideways with their jointed legs on the coffee-colored sand, they would get sweeped into the ocean by the playful waves.

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The sky took on a grey shade with clouds dabbed on the sky, it was almost like a depressing scenery drawn by a sad artist’s hand. Small huts scattered in an unorganized pattern on an overgrazed land stood in the middle of a chaos broken in pieces.

These quaint cottages reflect sunlight on their unpolished surfaces as the first golden rays of sunlight emerged through the horizon, illuminating the crimson mud left on the ground by a heavy rainstorm, it was a reward for surviving the destructive night they experienced the night before.

Trees that once had roots so deep encored to the ground are now vulnerably jumbled, remnants of household items stolen was carried far by the waters, sweeping through the entire village. Fruit stalls once holding precious baskets of multi-colored fruits were now scattered on the mud for insects to feed on. It was dead quiet with only the chirping of the birds that could be heard from a distance, sorrow and distraught pierced through multiple hearts as cleaning up their belongings were bittersweet.

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Central city, a place where everything you ever thought of, is right there in front of you. A place where feelings buried deep inside you can bloom. The buildings stand tall among us ants as they soar above the clouds. The atmosphere is filled with rush that flows through your veins as you uncover the hidden treasures Central city has to offer.

The ancient buildings surrounded by the modern day tell us stories no one is able to. The famous bustling time square is painted with vibrant colors that gives it life. Beautiful monuments are placed around the affluent city that is a magnet to those with historical hearts.

The Central beach, where you can think and escape the jam-packed city. The sun's ray shines on the white crystal beach as it reflects on every grain of sand to the point where it hurts to see. The heat gives it a sense of relaxation as you stare into the endless horizon. The sky reflects the different depths of the blue sea. First it was light blue then came the navy.

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Summer rolled in and it was finally time for a little break over school. The waves on the ocean were calling from me. I ran towards the beach and as I stepped on the shining gold sand, my feet were surrounded by a pleasant warm feeling. A light breeze swarmed the beach and I witnessed palm trees standing on one leg, dancing and swaying around. My mother laid out a smooth red and white blanket a few meters away from me. The beach had always been my source of comfort and therapy. I visit here almost every time I feel low and the splashing sounds of the waves and the tropical scent of the ocean have always comforted me. I ran closer towards the ocean and soon my feet were stepping into the cold ocean water. I looked up and savoured the clear blue sky filled with clans of birds going to and from and the bright yellow ray that glittered like a bonfire. As the evening came, the sky changed into the perfect scenery of pink and orange. The view was surreal and looked straight out of a watercolor painting. People have started to leave the location and the birds chirping started to fade. The scent of salty water swarmed my nostrils as the evening breeze blew. Waves were splashing onto the coral reefs as the tides began to splash stronger. I took one last picture of the breathtaking view and went near my mom who had been signaling me to go home

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Mary is as beautiful as a Hollywood star. Her thick, wavy, long black hair gracefully falls down to her shoulders and encircles her diamond-shaped face. A golden suntan usually brings out her smooth, clear complexion and high cheek bones. Her slightly arched chestnut brown eyebrows highlight her emotions by moving up and down as she reacts to her world around her. Her large deep blue eyes, remind me of a lake on a stormy day. Her curved nose gives her a little girl look that makes me want to smile when she talks. And her mouth is a small mouth outlined by puffy lips that she often accentuates with glossy pink lipstick. When she smiles, which is often, her well formed and even, white teeth brighten up her whole face. I guess you can tell that I am head over heals in love with Mary.

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From a distance, the corner of my eyes saw a huge carved-out space behind the shore, it was the perfect place to stay for the night. As I approached the cavernous cave, the grey thick clouds began to gather above me, as if telling me to move it, so I picked up my pace and jogged towards it. As soon as I was entering the cave, I was dumbfounded, the sheer size of the cave could not be described.

“Plink” “Plink” “Plink” The water gathered on the draperies slowly dripped little by little onto the ground. My legs were reaching their limit and the sky seemed like it was about to unleash its fury. I quickly found a slat spot and started setting up a fireplace with the flint and stone I brought with me, it was all so familiar to me, but now wasn’t the time for that. I looked around scanning for any potential harm. The cave was surrounded by stone walls with draperies above, and the floor was piled up with a mixture of tree roots, twigs, and dirt; but as you move your sight closer into the depth of the cave, through the foul and lazy mist you can barely see some stalagmites protruding from the earth.

I returned my sight to the fireplace that was successfully set up, my nostril was slowly filling up with the smell of cold wet stone and the briny smell of lichen. My hand scouted the floor in search of a palace to settle and search my memory but it felt was the knobby sharp stone and the crumbling rocks until a place between my sleeping bed and the fireplace. As I sat down and stared into the fire, the only sounds I could hear were the crackling of the wood and the crickets chirping from afar as they echoed through the cave. And waited for the next day.

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I entered the room and looked all around me. The room was gloomy and barely lit up, like walking through a thick forest during the day. The furniture is covered with dust, as thick as the snow yet as dirty as dirt. I sat myself down on the sofa, a slow yet loud creaking noise like a tree was going to fall from right behind me. But suddenly I heard footsteps from behind me, it sounded like an old pair of sandals.

I can hear my heart pounding as fast as the sound of a horse running. I ran as fast as possible from where I came in. I asked for help outside, but everyone ignored me like I was a ghost. My hand started shaking faster than an earthquake and my hair stood up like tall pine trees. My hand has gone cold and started sweating hard like a melting block of Ice.

I can hear the footsteps getting closer towards me, it seems like no one else noticed. I felt alone like a bee fighting a bunch of ants. My leg can't handle it anymore, my leg hurts as if someone shot it with a gun. I was in such a hurry I collapsed on the ground, that's where I woke up from my nightmare.

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The air was frosty that time of year, as crystalline white snow came falling off from the sky. Thousands of snowflakes were glowing as they shone, hovering the sky, capturing every glint of my eye. The feeling of the breeze and freshness never grew disenchantment. Walking down the pile of snow, I could hear the crusty texture as the snow was packed to the ground. Fluffy outfits were worn, as it pleases people of the discomfort of cold weather.

Houses across each other, hanging Christmas lights with its signature decoration, thus the green elves or even the frosty snowman. Children are carried away with delight as they make snow angels and snowmen in their front yards. Not to mention, making hot chocolate as the warmth filled their body with some old-fashioned trill.

As night came, streets all over were filled with tremendous triumph as Christmas lights made an outstanding view of the city. Carolers all over, knocking on every door, singing with all their heart out, giving out joy to each person they sang to. Lastly, the blessing which gathered with loving families as they shared dinner and conversation.

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The sunset filled the entire sky with the deep color of rubies, setting the clouds ablaze. The waves crashed and danced along the shore, moving up and down in a graceful and gentle rhythm like they were dancing. The field nearby is full of lush grass, white fleabane, purple-brownish figwort and yellow cowslip like a colony of different species. The pleasant smell of petrichor lingers in the air like a stubborn child unyielding to the savage wings trying to blow it away.

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The sea waves were carelessly crawling towards the shore. The sea breeze gently brushed against my skin and smoothly waved. The sun above the sea shone down towards the sea creating beautiful bluish gems shining. My body became warm from the sunlight. The smell of the waves are soft and salty which is just so refreshing in its own way. Many seagulls are flying around while crooning.

The warmth of air is slowly gone, replaced by the cold windy air. And the sun has started to set creating a pink orange mix in the dark blue sky surrounded by the puffy white clouds. The waves also became heavier.

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They sit there, that little vase of flowers, filled with freshly plucked little blue Forget-Me-Nots, Lilacs and the innocent-looking Daisies. They bask in the rays of the sun that shine through the window of the windowsill they are placed on. Sitting in a half-full translucent vase of water, the flowers overlook the scenery of which they were set upon.

A girl lies in bed, asleep, her breathing heavy and slow. Covered in a thick wool blanket, her mind is far gone, into the world of dreams, where she dreams of being awake, and awakens in her dreams. The room is in silence, except for the small ticking sound coming from the clock that hangs on the wall above her bed and the dripping sound coming from inside the tube that connects the girl to her life and all that she depends on. That vase of flowers, they are a symbol of innocence, of a first love, and they serve as a reminder of the boy who lives at the end of the street. They were from him. Days pass, the clock ticks. There is a heavy atmosphere in the room. It is strangling the life out of the flowers. The flowers yearn for the outdoors. They yearn to be free. Their petals are dry; their leaves hang limply from their stems. They try to hang on.

When the girl awakes, they want to be there because they want to remind her. It is a rainy day. The room is cold. There is no more sun. No more ticking. No more breathing. Everything is gone. The flowers have nothing to hold on to. They fall into the hands of nature as they fade, and represent nothing but memories of what once existed.

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Looking up, there lies two extraordinary grass green peak, stabbing the milk-white clouds. Followed by a golden beaming sun that shines through the flat decoration on an evergreen park. The bird show was filled with joy as they were singing joyfully and dance delightly with one another. A strong cool breeze stole some flat green decoration as it barge through the neck with a ghost-grey and noiseless mist hiding a breathtaking view of a jewel-blue stream, it curved gently through the rocks. The crystal clear drops slowly figure its way out without any goodbyes.

placing a long metal tube to the dark-brown ground, building a small home for the night. breathing heavily as i finished building my small home.  walking through the evergreen park, chill ran down my spine as i a mysterious creature walking in the corner of my eyes. I ran as fast as the lightning speed and went back. I was unbelievably exhausted. The sun was no longer above the head, it is engulfed by the darkness. The light-blue sky was turning into a jet-black darkness. I was amazed as i looked up and saw thousands of sparks,shining and shimmering above my head. As i closed my eyes, magically swift and restfully sleeping.

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The Air was hissing as the door opens. The atmosphere was changing drastically and horror was waiting near the door. Far down away from the outside world. The place was not to save the injured but the liveless one. A brave hero in white coat. Playing with tools like an instrument, making such harmony.

A capable and talented hands of helping people. Sharp eyesight trained to precision with circular glasses to clarify the subject. Carefully, doing all his best not to scare the poor soul away. Every perfect incision done with his hand to cut and open a secret information to the unfortunate.

His lips constantly moving during the process like he was spoken and took control of the death. Irony as a lion watching its prey of what he had done to the dead to help the one in danger. His words as powerful as an eagle to capture the guilty one for good.

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The golden ball that illuminates the vast blue sea, the coconut trees that soar high into the sky with the leaves fluttering by the wind make it look like a dancer behind the twilight.

The sea water that sparkles brightly like a sea of ​​gold makes the scenery on the beach even more magnificent.  The crowds on the coast always make the beach one of the most popular tourist spots;  Balls thrown to and fro by several players over the net line, thick black smoke from partying people, and much more.

The colorful colors and various shapes of corals accompanied by fish of various colors and types, make the view in the sea even more interesting to see up close.  The fine and clean sand on the beach makes it even more interesting to visit.

A tall tower on the edge of the beach that stands like a brave and sturdy lifeguard, always standing there to be a light tower that helps the movement of ships sailing at sea so as not to get lost, accompanied by views of the stars with thick clouds at night making the beach look always beautiful when visited at any time  .

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There was a willow tree stuck and ancient. The elderly stood bent and curved towards the shallow, grim water. Its hair was silver grey like thousands of thin fiber. It swayed daintily as the wind blew from the east and carried the songs of nature.

The tree emitted a dim light. It was a soft yellow light, like fireflies. The light felt safe and warm, and tranquil. Below the tree, behind the curtains of leaves, uncovered plenty of flowers and toadstool mushrooms. The floras had sheltered below this elderly and it had made room for more than just plants.

Below the tree felt like a terrarium, a planet of itself. Being inside made the outside seem alien. There were many more than just herbs and shrubs, there were little human-like figures that awoke from tiny flowers. They had butterfly-like wings that fluttered delicately, skin as pale as the moon, and hair as white as the snow.

Inside this hidden oasis was fresh air. The land flourished and was damped, while the branches had been made to hang tiny candles that lit the place up.

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The brightest ball ever in the milky way universe has now been illuminating the whole tourist attraction. With the crowdness and the famous dishes that the place served, this place has been so famous since 1984. The gold-ish theme cafe which was designed by a famous architect at that time.

Eventhough there are four seasons in this country, it is very unique that this place is always summer. The 100 hectares of land, has now been surrounded by famous hotels and bars which could make the tourists feels comfortable for the facility that the place has given. The shimmering blue water has shimmered the whole place which makes the place was like a dream.

The gleaming colorful corals has shimmered throughout the water which made tourists could see it. This magnificent place has been nominated as the legendary place in the world.

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Hidden inside the towering trees of the wild, a lone peculiarly captivating cottage lies beneath the woods. It had a roof made of hay, smoke coming out of its tall chimneys and dead vines circling the lifeless treen house. Greeted with a cracked, suspiciously half opened door and it’s rusty golden door knob, it creaked wide open with much effort.

The sudden absence of light brought me an unknown feeling of both panic and agony as I entered. The long awaited comforting presence of sight was finally brought to me when I flipped an unknown switch. Pieces of shattered glass and pottery were spotted everywhere on the dusty and opaque floor. The wind blew the ripped grey curtains of the broken window and also the torn photographs of untold people on the timber table.  Ancient mysterious objects lie unsorted on the ligneous cabinet filled with spider webs.

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Blossoms in the shade of a soft pink colour blooms on the thick branches, uncountable in number, transforming the dozen blooming trees into a heaven of sakura. The crystal clear rivers are no longer frozen and the breeze is no longer cold.  The perfect silvery finish from the moon makes it seem as if everything was glowing mystically and fascinatingly, truly a sight to see. Several cats ran around with the dogs adorably, satisfied that their coats would not be wet and frozen anymore. The season has changed.

Little children and adults poured out of their houses, wearing rainbow kimonos, brightening the season even further with the multiple conversations accompanied by warm laughter and excitement. Vendors had also opened various stalls with multiple coloured candies and snacks filling the air with delicious mouth-watering fragrances. Then, all the attendants started to gather at a lush green hill with a lone sakura tree waiting for a miracle to happen.

All of a sudden, a whooshing sound like a rocket can be heard from the distance, a bright red cylinder shot up from the ground and exploded. As soon as a popping sound rang in the air, the thousands of faces shot up admiring the sky adorned by the colours of red, gold, blue, green, silver and pink. Like flowers in the sky, like flames burning the darkness away and like stars shining on midnight. The blooming explosions, more beautiful than even the most modern city lights, welcome the spring.