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FOREST Walking through the cool, dappled forest on my Unicorn was one of my favorite hobbies. It was lovely to watch the Fairies dancing in and out of the trees and flowers. The birds singing in the trees added to the songs of the Gnomes as the planted their gardens, helped birds who had damaged their wings, and stored up food for the winter. It was all Enchanted. It was pure bliss. It was my strong imagination, seeing as I didn't know yet how to get to the Enchanted world of Fairies, Pixies, Elves, and Gnomes.

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"Don't judge me by my past, I don't live there any more. The past is the past."

Can i tell you something? God styled each of us in a very different way. Even twins, triplets, quadruplets, they are still different to each other. God knows how many hairs you have on your head, how may freckles, eyelashes, blood cells you have in/on your body. each one of you is special in God's eyes. He loves you.

'Swoosh', the tsunami wave came crashing into the small seaside town. There were screams of terror, and screams of help. You could hear the squeal of tires as cars tried to rush out. It was deafening. Small buildings collapsed under the weight and strength of the water. The wave was 30 meters tall and was going at a terrific speed! There was no stopping that wave. In one minute flat you could only see debris and palm trees floating in the turbulent waters.

If I am faulted, I don't know. Neither do I know if I'm gifted. Am I gifted with writing, poems and the love of animals? Am I gifted with something else that I'm not sure of? I prefer to write about majestic horses, mysterious fantasy, and about how great Jesus' love is for us. Faulted doesn't quite fit. Maybe that's were I'm faulted. I'm faulted with the fault of not being able to write about other words like 'faulted'.

I went off into slumber land. Everything was blurry at first, but then every thing cleared up. Green rolling hills dotted with trees that grew golden fruit. Magic castles with white marbled columns and golden topped towers with crystal clear water in the moats. Majestic white unicorns grazing around the castles with gold manes and tails blowing in the breeze and silver horns. It was magnificent. This is what I looked forward to every day. This beat waking up at six thirty and going to school for seven hours and coming home for home work and chores.

I cracked the free range egg into the pan alongside a battery egg ( that's when the hens just sit under blaring lights all day and night so that they lay non-stop. It's terrible). The free ranged egg's yolk was an orange colour and the battery egg was a slight yellow. Free ranged egg are orange 'cos the hens get all the nutrients that they need, while on the other hand the battery hen's egg are a dull yellow because they sit in a cramped up cage with blaring lights.

"Uh-oh," Cassy said as Kate's dad walked in with a serious face. "What did you do, Kate," asked Kate's dad. "Dad I didn't mean to do it." "I know. What did you do." "Da-ad." "Kate, listen, you've got to tell me what happened. If you don't, I won't let you go with Cassy to the pony camp." "Fine!" Kate yelled. "If you carry on shouting at me, Cassy is going home and you're staying at home this weekend." "I used Miss Hess's Expensive riding tack. Mine wasn't there. I left it here." "That wasn't a mistake?" Cassy said. "The mistake was leaving my tack at home, silly billy!" "That's it! You're not going to Pony camp and Cassy is going home," Kate's dad yelled, his face going as red as a tomato.

"Uh-oh," Cassy said as Kate's dad walked in with a serious face. "What did you do, Kate," asked Kate's dad. "Dad I didn't mean to do it." "I know. What did you do." "Da-ad." "Kate, listen, you've got to tell me what happened. If you don't, I won't let you go with Cassy to the pony camp." "Fine!" Kate yelled. "If you carry on shouting at me, Cassy is going home and you're staying at home this weekend." "I used Miss Hess's Expensive riding tack. Mine wasn't there. I left it here."

"Are you serious!" They yelled in unison. "We're going to pony camp!" "Woo-hoo!" "Guys, this is the best day EVER!" "But wait, who's taking us?" "Err." "Umm." "I'll ask my mom." "I'll ask my older brother."

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DolphinDreams wrote about psycho
“Psycho? What's that? Oh well, I'll talk about physiotherapy. i wan't to be a horse physiotherapist one day. (Does psycho have something to do with nerdy?)”

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