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The cocoon twitched as a shape emerged from inside it. The animal was a... butterfly cat! The winged feline stretched out her blue wings and then waited for them to dry.
I thank everyone I know for their support. I wouldn't be who I am nor what I be here if I didn't have people that supported me. I think everyone needs people that support them.
The room was unkempt, no one had been there in weeks to clean it. She just lay in her bed day after day, only leaving to eat but never leaving her house. No one came to see her these days and she knew no one would ever come again.
The date 10-17-12 is one of the saddest days in my life. It is the day my Grandfather finally passed away because of cancer. Almost a year and I still miss him. Thinking about the future and who else I will have to miss in the days that come.
The fish tank shattered as he swung his baseball at it. "Stop! Don't do that!" A woman yells at him as she hurries to save the poor fish. She pushes him out of the way and puts the fish in a bowl.
I have only liked one type of beer and I didn't like it that much. I prefer whiskey, rum, champagne. Sex on the beach is good too, just no beer for me. I do not understand how people can like beer.
The little girl returned the boy's hat after he started to yell for it back. She thought she was being funny but the little boy didn't think it was very amusing. She told him she was sorry for taking his hat and the boy said he was sorry for yelling. The two kids shook hands and began to hang out everyday at school during lunch.
The little girl grasped her grandpa's hand as he lay on his bed. "Don't leave me!" She cried out as she watched her grandfather's breaths come with difficulty. He reached up to pat her head but before his hand reached her, it fell limply on the bed and he was gone. The little girl stayed by him for hours and cried.
She flailed her arm in front of his face to get his attention. "Pay attention to meee." She whined with big eyes. "I have to finish writing this, go away." He replies without looking up from his writing. "What are you writing?" She asks while giving a bit of personal space back.
Society can make me sick at times.
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