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Once upon a time, there was a girl named Molly. The girl has been involved in dance for many years. Thus, her dream was to be able to attend an American university, which combined dance and studies. However, her parents could not afford to pay the school fees. So Molly set her sights on winning a scholarship to that particular university.

Indeed during the school year he worked hard both mentally and physically. In other words, in order to achieve her goal, she was deprived of many things. For example, her personal and social life was almost non-existent while at the same time contact with her relatives and friends was minimal.

Still, her sacrifice was worth it. A few weeks after the entrance exams Molly received a letter from the university in America to which she had applied. As soon as she opened it, feelings of joy and pride overwhelmed her. She had managed to get the scholarship she wanted so much.

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Bouki Tsi was a doll born in America and leaving in China. He was raised by his father,since his mother had died in childbirth,until  the age of ten when his father also died from drinking too much and drugs. That was when an orphanage took him under their safety. After a few years,he turned 18 and got out of the orphanage, but stayed homeless.

Suddenly, a girl at his age passed by and gave him five dollars, he immediately  fell in love with her. After a year, they ended up together and after six years they married.

Twelve years of marriage later Bouki Tsi’s wife  seemed unhappy with their marriage. Bouki Tsi had some psychological problems that were under control and harmless, until one day he had an episode and got crazy. Not knowing what he was doing,  Bouki Tsi  sadly murder his wife, the only person he had, by hitting her on the head with a heavy shovel.

Finally, after one year of investigation the police with an expert detective found the badly  buried in the backyard of a kindergarten . Then a series of clues led the police to Bouki Tsi and he was sentenced with twenty years in prison. Unfortunately, after spending eight years in there he was murdered by the other prisoners.

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Rika & Meg

Once upon a time, there were two sisters, Rika, the older one was always jealous of Meg, her younger sister and would try to sabotage her every success. On the day of the younger sister's birthday Rika,the older sister tried to ruin her party when she came across a cake, her sister's birthday cake. She saw that there was only one piece left and hungry as she was she grabbed it and took a bite out of it. Suddenly Rika's arms and legs were gone and so was her body, all that remained was a cake, she had been transformed into a piece of cake unable to move. Turns out, Meg, her younger sister was aware of her older sister's envy towards her, worrying about her reckless behavior and harmful traits she decided to take matters into her own hands and she knew she had to stop her, because it was obvious  how greedy her older sister was, she knew she would eat the last piece of cake and that's why she placed a spell on it, turning her into a piece of cake.

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In the cozy neighborhood of Willow Grove, lived Garfield, a contented cat. At ten years old, his life took a sharp turn when he stumbled upon a gang of streetwise cats called The Alley Cats.

Curiosity led Garfield into their world, where he discovered a thrill he had never known. Under the mentorship of their leader, Whiskers, Garfield honed his skills and became an integral part of the gang.

But amidst the excitement, Garfield longed for the warmth of his home and the love of his owner, Mrs. Jenkins. In a moment of clarity, he decided to leave the gang behind and return to his cozy life.

As Garfield settled back into the familiar rhythm of Willow Grove, he carried with him the memories of his adventurous days with The Alley Cats, reminding him that even the most ordinary cat can experience extraordinary adventures.

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In the frosty realm of Antarctica, there lived a penguin named Francis, infamous for his bigotry and disdain toward those unlike himself. Francis was a vocal racist, never hesitating to express his derogatory views about penguins of different colors or species, fostering division within his colony.

One day, amidst a raging blizzard, Francis found himself separated from his colony. Lost and alone, he stumbled upon a group of penguins from diverse backgrounds, seeking shelter from the storm. Initially hostile, Francis begrudgingly accepted their help, though his racist beliefs remained firmly entrenched.

As they braved the elements together, Francis witnessed acts of kindness and unity that challenged his narrow-minded worldview. Despite his resistance, he couldn't ignore the bonds forming between them, sparking a glimmer of introspection within his icy heart.

Upon his return to the colony, Francis faced skepticism and scorn from his fellow penguins, who had long endured his divisive rhetoric. But spurred by his experiences, Francis embarked on a journey of self-discovery, seeking redemption for his past transgressions.

In a surprising twist, Francis discovered a passion for mixed martial arts (MMA) during his quest for personal growth. With newfound determination, he threw himself into training, channeling his aggression into the rigorous discipline of the sport.

As Francis stepped into the MMA arena, he found himself facing opponents from all walks of life. Through the crucible of combat, he learned to respect and appreciate the diversity of his fellow fighters, transcending the prejudices that once clouded his vision.

With each victory in the ring, Francis shed his former identity as a racist penguin, embracing a newfound sense of unity and acceptance. Though his journey was fraught with challenges and setbacks, he emerged as a champion for change, using his platform to advocate for tolerance and inclusivity in the MMA community.

In the end, Francis's transformation served as a powerful testament to the potential for growth and redemption, proving that even the coldest hearts can thaw in the warmth of acceptance and understanding.

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I am Hearty and I love spreading sweet hearts with you! Can we all show our love to each and every one sharing this Padlet by clicking on the hearts below the photos?

I am so proud of you!

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One of my favorite heros is Legolas, a character of J. R. R. Tolkien’s trilogy “Lord of the Rings”. He is an Elf and his father is Thranduil, the King of the Elves of Northern Mirkwood. Legolas is part of the Fellowship of the Ring, which is a Company sent into Mordor in order to destroy the one Ring, and he represents the Elves. He is dressed in brown and green and he uses a long knife, bow and arrows.

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In a quiet village somewhere between the slopes, lived Xanthos. He was a strange creature, unlike anyone else in the village, with the power to manipulate the elements with a simple thought. Despite his exceptional character, Xanthos lived a solitary life, fearing misunderstanding or fear from the villagers. Thus, he spent his days wandering the dense forests that surrounded the village, harmonizing with nature and training his powers.

One day, while exploring the depths of the forest, Xanthos stumbled upon a hidden ship submerged in a bright light. In the center of the ship and in the middle of the light was an incredibly large palm tree. As Xanthos approached the tree, he felt a strange energy emanate from its trunk. Certain curiosity prompted him to touch the ancient cortical bark, and within an instant, he was surrounded by an intense glow.

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Plumarine is an extraordinary cat, since she was born with tentacles instead of legs. Unfortunately, this had an adverse effect on her life. Nobody wanted her because of her unusual features and people couldn't understand how to deal with her at all. She was kept in a pet shelter for years, until Lopou walked in the shelter. Lopou was a french, long haired lad that loved unique stuff and animals. He always wanted to adopt a cat and now it was his opportunity to do so. The moment he walked in the shelter, Lopou's eyes landed on the cat and immediately chose it. "I want this beautiful kitten s'il vous plaît." Lopou said. At first , the owner looked in shock, but then smiled widely and went to take out the cat. She was surprised that after so many years this unique kitten was finally chosen by someone. "This cat is a special little girl. I'm sure you'll take good care of her" the owner said delightfully. Lopou had already decorated the house in a way that would make the cat feel welcome and safe. He had bought toys, food and a cozy little bed. He noticed the cat's eyes glowing with curiosity and intelligence. "Plum" the cat made a sound. Her tentacles, smooth and agile, allowed her to move gracefully across the floor. She explored every nook and cranny of her new home with enthusiasm. "What should I name her.." Lopou thought. "Plum" the cat said again. "I suppose I'll name her Plumarine then, it suits her silly noises!". As days passed, Lopou started noticing Plumarine's abilities that began to shine through. Unlike ordinary cats, her tentacles gave her an extraordinary range of motion. She could reach high shelves with ease, wrapping a tentacle around objects to gently pull them down. Her tentacles were also incredibly strong, allowing her to push open doors and even carry small items. One evening, Lopou decided to test Plumarine's agility. He set up a series of obstacles in the living room, including a tall objects to jump on and a maze of boxes. To his amazement, Plumarine made it though all of that effortlessly, her tentacles providing both stability and dexterity. But it wasn't just her physical abilities that impressed Lopou. Plumarine was also highly intuitive. She was able to sense when Lopou was feeling down, and every time she did so, she would curl up beside him and wrapping a tentacle around his arm in a comforting embrace. Her presence brough joy and companionship that Lopou had never experienced before. As the days turned into weeks, Lopou and Plumarine developed a deep bond. That was until one winter, when Plumarine started developing signs of fatigue. Her once lively and playful movements became sluggish and she was unable to reach objects from the shelves anymore. Lopou was filled with concern and anxiety, taking Plumarine to all the nearby vets. He felt hopeless as every vet refused to examine the cat because of her unique appearance. After that, they returned home and just sat in front of the fireplace. Lopou was humming lullabies while stroking the cat, knowing this was her last day. Plumarine's squinty eyes gazed at her owner for the very last time before completely shutting down. Lopou was filled with grief and slept besides her beloved pet for the rest of the night. As days passed, he noticed how different his daily life was without his cat. For that reason, he decided to ask a friend of his to make a cute 3D printed cat with tentacles and so he did. When he received the cute mini replica of Plumarine, he felt less alone. He was carrying it everywhere he went and kept fidgeting with it whenever he was anxious, to remind himself of the times when Plumarine was keeping him company and was comforting him.

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Caesar is a bust of the famous Roman general Gaius Julius Ceasar. But this is no ordinary sculpture, created by someone who is considered the greatest sculptor of his time, Caesar was his greatest creation. He somehow managed to make a perfect replica of Ceasar, down to the atoms, which shouldn't even be possible. But he somehow did it. After his untimely execution for his crimes against the republic. The soul of the great general did not go to the afterlife however. His soul was trapped inside Caesar. Caesar is somehow alive, the marble is just an outer shell, he has functioning organs, he is made of flesh, but all that is hidden beneath the cold unfeeling marble.

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Once, at the bottom of the Bikini, Sponge Blob was born. Everyone wondered how it could look so much like Sponge Bob! Blob felt weird because everyone was confusing them until he saw Bob and thought he was seeing himself. Until one day he decided to look it up to find out what was really going on. Finally he found out that they were twins! Since then they have been living in Bikini bottom , at Bob's house !

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THE STORY OF BLAZE

In the bustling city of Route 66, there roamed a talking car named Blaze. With sleek lines and a personality as fiery as his name, Blaze was the fastest car in town. But beneath his shiny exterior, Blaze had a secret desire - to become a racing legend. Strange though it may seem, he never actually revealed his dream to anyone. That’s because he did not ever believe he had the potential to achieve this.

Everything changed when one fateful day, Blaze bumped into an old racing track hidden on the suburbs of the city. Determined to fulfill his dream given this once in a lifetime opportunity, he embarked on a journey of self-discovery and training. With the help of his trusty mechanic, Sparky, Blaze developed his skills and gained confidence.

After months of preparation, the day of the big race arrived. As Blaze came at the starting line, he felt a strange feeling. His initial excitement has turned into pure anxiety and pressure.  With a roar, he bolted forward, leaving a trail of dust in his wake.

In a heart-pounding race against the city's top competitors, Blaze pushed himself to the limit, making such a great effort. And in record-time, he crossed the finish line, before all the other cars had. He had finally fulfilled his dreams. What he learned from his experience is that no matter what your goal is, you will achieve it one day if you work hard. When he realized that, he was dedicated to helping younger cars fulfilling their dreams of becoming racing ledends.

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This particular hot wheels once belonged to a small child in a poor family. The little kid was grateful for everything he had but on Christmas he got this car as a gift, he loved it and played with it every day until one day after school he was coming back from school but on  the way something  tragic happened. Some kids surrounded him, hit him and stole everything he had besides the toy. He was sad but happy that they didn’t get it until they came back and stole it and threw into the road the kid run to grab it but when crossing the road he didn’t look for cars and a driver hit him hurting him bad. After 2 weeks in a coma he woke up but the injuries were so bad that he died.

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My favorite character is the Crusader, who was a knight in medieval times. He was a knight mainly to free the other Christians who were under the occupation of other countries with a different religion. Their leader was the pope and the wars they fought were for political and religious issues. Despite this, because they were jealous of the development of Constantinople, in this way they found the opportunity to surprise them and conquer them. The end of the crusaders came with the fourth crusade where they conquered Constantinople. After that they were defeated a few years later and came to cease to exist.

Rhodes is the so called Knights' Island and I always dream of my holidays there, some years ago where I got this favorite crusader from!

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Once upon a time, in a green forest, there lived a little teddy bear named Asprouli. It got its name because its coat was unusually white, like the snow that covered the mountain tops around the forest.

Asproulis was very loved by all the animals of the forest, because he was kind-hearted and always willing to help. Every morning he would wake up early and go for a walk to the small river that flowed next to his house. There he played with the fish and the frogs, and sang with the birds.

One day, as Asproulis was walking in the forest, he heard a strange noise. He followed the sound and discovered a little bunny that had fallen into a trap and could not get out. Asproulis wasted no time. With his strength he managed to open the trap and free the bunny.

The bunny, named Foulis, thanked Asproulis with tears in her eyes. From that day on they became inseparable friends. Together they roamed the forest, discovering new paths and hidden clearings, while sharing stories and laughter.

One night, as they were sitting next to the fire they had lit, Foulis asked Asproulis how he had such a special white coat. Asproulis smiled and said that his mother had told him that it was a gift from nature, so that he could bring light and joy wherever he went.

And so, Asproulis continued to live in the forest, always ready to help his friends and bring joy and hope with his presence. And they lived well, and we lived better.

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In the quiet town of Somerset, where the streets are lined with white picket fences and the air is always scented with blooming flowers, there lived a man named Ray. He was an ordinary man with an extraordinary story, one that transformed him from a beloved member of the community into a notorious villain feared by all. This is the story of Ray, a man whose descent into darkness serves as a haunting reminder of how the pursuit of justice can sometimes lead to the most sinister of paths.Ray was a dedicated police officer, known for his unwavering commitment to upholding the law. His colleagues respected him, and the townspeople admired his relentless pursuit of justice. However, Ray's life was not without its shadows. He had lost his wife, Anna, to a brutal crime that remained unsolved. This personal tragedy consumed Ray, driving him to seek justice not just for Anna, but for all the victims who had been failed by the system.As the years passed, Ray's frustration with the legal system grew. He witnessed countless criminals walk free due to technicalities, corruption, and incompetence. His faith in the system eroded, replaced by a burning desire for retribution. Ray began to believe that true justice could only be achieved outside the confines of the law. It was this belief that marked the beginning of his transformation.Ray's metamorphosis from a guardian of the law to a vigilante began subtly. He started gathering information on criminals who had evaded justice, meticulously compiling evidence that the police had missed or ignored. His first act of vigilantism was against a man named Victor, a notorious drug dealer who had slipped through the legal system's fingers time and again. Ray orchestrated an elaborate plan to ensure that Victor would never harm anyone again. The plan succeeded, but it also set Ray on a path from which there was no return.Emboldened by his success, Ray continued his crusade against those he deemed unworthy of redemption. He became a ghost in the night, striking fear into the hearts of the guilty. His actions were precise, calculated, and always left a message: justice had been served. The media dubbed him "The Phantom," a mysterious figure who operated outside the law, leaving the police bewildered and the public divided.However, as Ray's campaign escalated, so did the brutality of his methods. What began as a quest for justice slowly morphed into a vendetta fueled by anger and a desire for power. Ray started to see himself as the ultimate arbiter of right and wrong, above the law and beyond reproach. He began targeting not only hardened criminals but also those he perceived as threats to his vision of justice. Innocent lives were caught in the crossfire, collateral damage in his war against crime.Ray's descent into villainy reached its zenith when he targeted a young journalist named Emily, who had been investigating The Phantom's identity. Emily's relentless pursuit of the truth threatened to expose Ray's double life. Consumed by paranoia and a desperate need to protect his secret, Ray decided that Emily had to be silenced. In doing so, he crossed the final line, severing the last ties to his former self.Emily's disappearance sparked a massive outcry, turning the public against The Phantom. The very people who had once cheered his actions now demanded justice for her. The police intensified their efforts to capture him, and Ray found himself hunted by the same law enforcement community he had once been a part of. Alone and cornered, Ray was forced to confront the monster he had become.In a final, dramatic confrontation, Ray was apprehended by his former colleagues. As he was led away in handcuffs, the town of Somerset was left to grapple with the legacy of a man who had started as a hero and ended as a villain. Ray's story serves as a chilling reminder of how the noblest intentions can be corrupted by obsession and unchecked power.In the end, Ray became a cautionary tale, a symbol of the thin line between justice and vengeance. His journey from a respected officer to a feared vigilante underscores the dangers of losing oneself in the pursuit of an ideal. Ray's story is a stark testament to the complexities of human nature, where even the brightest light can cast the darkest shadow.

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RAY             < The Making of a Villain >. 

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RAY             < The Making of a Villain >. 

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Mr. Potato

Mr. potato was a potato that lived in a small apartment in New York. He was very lazy, he played video games all day and got out only to buy snacks and drinks. He was living with his parents' money. His deepest fear was that he would become french fries from some human that would want to fry him. One day he was drunk and felt hungry. So he got out to buy some snacks. But because he was drunk he didn't really know what he was doing. As a result he did something terrible. He bought chips. And what's more? He ate them. That's very disrespectful because as a potato, he ate his dead comrades. After some time he realized what he had done and sacrificed himself. He let the humans fry him.

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FLIPPER             -  Spread love, not war. 

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FLIPPER             -  Spread love, not war. 

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Once upon a time in the bustling city of Fluffington, there was a little toy shop nestled between two towering buildings. This wasn't just any toy shop, it was known far and wide as the Quirky Critter Emporium, where the most unusual and eccentric toys could be found. Now, the owner of the Quirky Critter Emporium was a kindly old man named Mr. Pumpernickel. He had a twinkle in his eye and a knack for finding the most peculiar toys to stock his shelves. One day, as Mr. Pumpernickel was rummaging through a dusty old trunk in the corner of his shop, he stumbled upon a forgotten treasure a seal doll plush unlike any he had ever seen before. Its fur was the softest shade of aquamarine, its eyes sparkled like the sea, and it had the most mischievous grin stitched across its face. Mr. Pumpernickel dusted off the seal doll plush and placed it on the shelf with the other toys, not realizing the magical mischief it held within. As soon as the seal doll plush found itself in the midst of the other toys, it sprang to life with a mischievous gleam in its eyes.

It waddled off the shelf and began exploring the shop, causing chaos wherever it went. First, it hopped into a basket of bouncing balls, causing them to ricochet around the shop like pinballs. Then, it hopped onto a shelf of wind-up toys, winding them all up and sending them zooming around in a frenzy. Mr. Pumpernickel scratched his head in confusion as he tried to chase after the runaway seal doll plush. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't catch it. The seal doll plush led Mr. Pumpernickel on a wild goose chase through the shop, leaving a trail of laughter and chaos in its wake. Finally, after much hilarity and mayhem, the seal doll plush collapsed onto the floor in a fit of giggles, exhausted from its escapades. With a chuckle, Mr. Pumpernickel scooped up the mischievous seal doll plush and placed it back on the shelf, where it remained, forever a beloved prankster of the Quirky Critter Emporium. And so, the legend of the magical seal doll plush spread far and wide, bringing joy and laughter to all who crossed its path in the quirky little city of Fluffington.

Spread love, not war.

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Once upon a time ,there were two sisters Niki and Eleni, who were keen on music. Niki was playing the cello and Eleni had a very beautiful voice. In general both of them wanted to get involved in music.Their massive dream was to take part in the theater .After many years of practice , their dream came true and both of them succeeded in participating in the theater's orchestra. Nowadays they are one of the most famous people in the whole word and they are known for their music. After all the moral of their story is that if you want something , you can succeed in it .

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In a bustling city, an elusive figure known as Blink roamed the night. Recognizable by his orange silhouette with a grinning face and a single crossed-out eye, Blink was a legend among the city's residents. By day, the city functioned normally, but by night, Blink emerged to protect it.

One night, a group of thieves planned to rob the central bank. Blink had been observing them for weeks. As they broke in, Blink swiftly and silently intervened. With incredible speed and precision, he subdued the criminals, leaving his orange mark behind as a signature.

By morning, the city buzzed with tales of Blink’s heroics. Though no one ever saw his face, they knew Blink was watching over them, a silent guardian ensuring their safety from the shadows.

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Vin Diesel was on a mission. It wasn’t one of those high-octane, globe-trotting adventures he was famous for in the movies. This mission was personal. Deep in the heart of Los Angeles, hidden from the glitz and glamor of Hollywood, was a small, rundown garage. It was here that Vin found himself on a sunny Saturday morning, dressed in jeans and a plain white t-shirt, looking for an old friend.

The garage belonged to Benny, a mechanic who had been a close friend of Vin’s long before fame came knocking. They had spent countless nights here, under the hood of various cars, bonding over their shared passion for engines and speed. Benny was one of the few people who knew the real Vin, not the larger-than-life action hero, but the humble, hard-working man who never forgot where he came from.

That is why I am so fond of his character !