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      <title>mama? can you tell me a story? by kittune :)</title>
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      <description>tell me your stories or just make one up (your choice)</description>
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      <pubDate>2018-05-10 22:46:03 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>made story spotlight;;; Daydream(ers)</title>
         <author>lana_j_colon</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>DayDream(ers)</div><div><br><br></div><div><br><br></div><div>viola once asked her mother what the meaning of daydream is. What her mom answered was not at all what viola expected. “Well if you really want to know why don't you look it up?” well that's exactly what viola did.</div><div><br><br></div><div>Viola</div><div>when I was five years old I asked my big brother cal to look up the meaning of day dream, then I didn't understand the words he said. Now that I'm thirteen I look it up myself whenever I feel like it. Well not really whenever but close enough. </div><div><br><br></div><div>Viola </div><div>my new home is small but not too small for us because we are a currently a three person family. I call the house chicken house because we have a small chicken coop in the backyard. Well for me new house means new school and having to figure out how to fit in all over again. You see being the new girl in seventh grade doesn't work wonders especially if you're the new girl who can't see color. That is my problem, how is it possible to be the “popular” girl if everyone tells everyone you're color blind? Well I can only dream what my life would be like if I could see every color imaginable.</div><div><br><br></div><div>Anna</div><div>“popular”, being so can be hard, one slip up and your through. you then go from being the talk of the town to being treated worse than scum. I know what this feels like. It all started when the teacher sounded l little quieter than normal. Now Mrs. Gloria was always a little quiet but to me it seems like when she talked it was just a whisper. I spoke to my mom about it after school. After we talked about it she took me to get examined. Well as it turned out I was losing my hearing. After I heard this the first thought to go through my mind was “man, there goes my popularity”. So here I am starting seventh grade and I need hearing aids. And worst of all I've been assigned by our principal to show a new kid around.</div><div><br><br></div><div>Viola</div><div>today I get to tour my new School. The Principal has a girl that has Been here long to Show me the classrooms. The first place she shows me is the lunchroom.</div><div>“its kind of hard to miss with the red door” she says. once we are in the hallway I tell her </div><div>“well I cant see what you were talking about” I take a deep breath before I continue “you see, well OK I am color blind” I blurt out half expecting her to be shocked.</div><div>“so what, I'm practically def, big whoop” she replies completely oblivious to how I feel </div><div>after the intolerable tour (i still call it that) the tour girl pulls me to the side while my parents are talking to the principal</div><div>“lets start over” she says calmly, “I'm Anna Jacobi, sorry if I hurt your feelings in the hall guess I'm still kind of upset.”</div><div>“about what?” I ask.</div><div>“oh sorry I kinda forgot that you're new,” cooed Anna “I started to lose my hearing in the middle of the last week of school and got really upset about it”<br><br><br>(note:: this is a draft!!! the story isn't done yet)</div><div><br></div><div><br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <title>made story spotlight;;; silver wolf</title>
         <author>lana_j_colon</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The silver wolf</div><div><br><br></div><div>chapter 1:moonlight's daughter&nbsp;</div><div><br><br></div><div>shadow paced it front of the cave, his wife, moonlight had gone into labor a couple hours ago. Shadow was nervous and a little sick, being a new father seemed to do that to a wolf. But he was the alpha of the pack, he couldn't afford to feel that way even if he was a first time father. Just then the healer, nightshade burst out of the cave and bellowed loud enough for the whole pack to hear,</div><div>“shes here the new wolf is here!”&nbsp;</div><div>shadow thought for a second, wait a minute, she? They were told it was a boy not a girl! Still he rushed inside to see his new daughter. At first all he saw was his wife then a small wolf pup peeked out from under her. Why, this was the strangest wolf pup he had ever seen! it was his daughter alright but her fur was the wrong color. Instead of being black or dark gray like the rest of the pack she was pale as the moon! Moonlight spoke&nbsp;</div><div>shadow what would you think about Sora to be her name?”&nbsp;</div><div>Well.... OK an unusual pup deserves a unusual name!</div><div><br>authors note {i based this story of of a role-play game i played in roblox with a friend (i was sora mind you)}</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-05-10 22:58:30 UTC</pubDate>
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