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The Raging Bull
Tazi enjoys taking long walks in her town, and most days, when she is not working, she is walking around outside, learning all she can. In Tazi’s mind, each day comes with something new to learn and enjoy, but this day was not just any day for Tazi. Tazi would soon discover she is not the only one taking in the sights.
By Theresa Evans3 years ago in Fiction
My Suspicious Package Wrapped In Brown Paper.
Tazi’s current mindset is helping others and herself, but she stops when she comes across a suspicious package wrapped in brown paper. Usually, Tazi would keep on walking to wherever destination she was. Still, it was as if something stopped her in her tracks, and she couldn’t see anything or anyone that would make her stop like this except for this suspicious package wrapped in brown paper. Tazi picked up the package wrapped in brown paper only to notice that it started to disappear in her hands. She instantly got scared because she didn’t know what was going on and couldn’t figure out what was happening. Tazi decided to keep going to her regular destination and head home.
By Theresa Evans3 years ago in Fiction
Chocolate Cake Death
Tazi is the kind of young lady that loves food. For as long as she could remember, Tazi would stand by her stepmother on holidays and watch her do magic in the kitchen. Tazi’s stepmother wasn’t the only person she loved to watch cook. Her grandmother was amazing at growing fresh fruits and vegetables. In Tazi’s mind, these two women were her food idols. Tazi’s stepmother showed her how to make and bake her famous chocolate cake death.
By Theresa Evans3 years ago in Fiction
A Run Down Barn
Today is the day that Tazi will discover something new and something old all at the same time. Tazi was taking a walk in the woods one morning when she came across an old run-down barn. She had no idea what was inside the barn, but she was curious, so she kept walking. When Tazi got closer to the run-down barn, the first thing she noticed was the colors. The colors were all faded and cracked. Tazi saw green, yellow, pink, and purple colors on the barn, which was just outside the barn. On the inside, the colors were red, blue, brown, and gold.
By Theresa Evans3 years ago in Fiction
The Morality Act
I knew I shouldn’t have done it. It was a small kiss. A peck. Nothing harmful, but I could feel my heart thumping and knew he could too. How will I explain this to him when I get home? Should I say I was running to catch the bus? Or climbing stairs? Maybe I saw something traumatic?
By Justin Brandt-Sarif3 years ago in Fiction
A Treasure Chest Of Traditional Tales
I fell in love with the written word when my parents would read me bedtime stories. The Disneyfied versions of Cinderella and Snow White were fine, but when I discovered the collection of traditional Finnish fairy tales, I was hooked.
By Reija Sillanpaa3 years ago in Fiction
What was, what is, and what is yet to be!
The early stages of childhood are a critical time frame for a child's long term development. The things that we experience, the music that we hear, the lessons that we learn from the stories that we have been told at bedtime. All of these things have an impact upon our mannerisms, our personalities, our openness when it comes to absorbing knowledge and expanding our creativity, and who we become over all. And yet, throughout our lives we will meet many intriguing and diverse characters with different desires, aspirations, and goals on how to pursue such things. With such desires and goals, there may also be quirky characters who, well, may be a bit odd or different! They may stand out from the crowd or may not fit quite into any particular part of society. Outcasts, nerdowells, people who are well, just different.
By Jordan Zuniga3 years ago in Fiction
Four dragons
Once upon a time there were no six or six on earth. There was only the lower sea. In that lower sea lived four dragons. They are called long dragons, yellow dragons, black dragons, and coral dragons. The four of them were cheering in the sea.At one point the four flew together into the air. As they went to the sky, their enthusiasm began to wane.The joy of seeing the tiny little clouds was still higher, and the jumps and jumps made the games. Cotton played hide and seek in the clouds This time the coral dragon looked down from the top of the cloud and said, "Come, come here." The other three dragons approached and looked at the spot where it was shown.In one part of the earth below, people were holding fruit, cakes, etc., burning incense and bowing to the sky.The gray-haired woman was sitting on her knees. She was carrying a skinny, little boy on her back. The woman began to look up at the sky. “Heavenly God, we pray with a melting heart. Your children need rice to eat. Send the rain of rice as soon as possible. ” Yes, there has been no rain on earth for many months. The crops had withered and turned yellow. Many places have been charred. In many places the earth has exploded due to the impact of the sun.The yellow dragon said, "Sin, how much do they suffer with their children?" If it does not rain on the earth soon, they will die. ”Yellow Dragon, you are right, sin poor people, we can do something We are in the clouds, and we will ask King Jade for rain for the people who live here. ”The coral dragon anxiously asked, "How do you find him?" The others decided, "He's here beyond the palace cloud, let's find him." The four dragons crawled together in the cloud crowd. Flying and flying, they found the palace of King Jet. The king saw the four dragons entering quickly, "Why did you come here without permission without your place at sea?" He asked angrily.The long dragon went ahead and said, “All the lands on earth have dried up without rain. Some poisonous crops wither and wither without rain.If left unmanaged, they can be left astray and lose the right path. People will die of famine. You are the one who must repent and send the rain to the earth immediately. We beg you. " ”Okay, okay… You go to your residence. I will send rain tomorrow to save the crops and the people, ”said the king. The four dragons set off, saying, "Thank you, thank you." The four dragons returned to Earth and went to sea, their abode. The next day they eagerly looked at the sky. The rain did not come. Two days, three days passed, and for ten days not even a drop of rain came.It was heartbreaking to see people starving, eating tubers dug in the ground and some eating dried crops and clay without getting it.Jade, the rainforest who lives happily ever after, regrets that he doesn't care a bit. They began to think that the suffering people should be somehow rescued from their misery. Long Dragon, “Look here, I have an idea, the sea we live in is the biggest sea. It contains as little water as we take.Why shouldn’t we solve people’s misery? We will absorb water and shower it from the sky. "People's misery will end."The other dragons clapped their hands and cheered and accepted the idea of the long dragon.Yet the elongated dragon was deep in thought for a while. “Why? what a thought? We will get active, ”said the other three dragons.The long dragon replied, "I have no second thought, but I wonder if we will incur the wrath of the Jade King."The other three shouted in unison, "It's okay, four people is fine, there's nothing we can do."If so, let's get down to business. Do not procrastinate. We will never regret it. ”The four dragons carried the water of the ocean to their mouths, flew into the sky, formed a cloud mass above, and rained. It rained incessantly and tirelessly."It is raining, it is raining, it is raining, our crops are not withering, we are saved," the people shouted. The crops hanging from the head stood upright excitedly. Will the pirate be idle after seeing all this? He told the rain king everything that had happened to Karma.He was furious. What is the arrogance of these dragons? Did you act without my permission and make it rain?He sent troops, arrested all four dragons and ordered them to come and stand in front of him.The force rushed. The dragons, who showed no resistance, were captured and dragged upstairs. The rain stopped all four dragons in front of the king. The rain king said, "You will no longer be at sea. I will imprison you on all four hills. You will lie down there separately." Then he said to the king of the mountains, "Put them under the four mountains." The king of the mountains created the wind by his power and blew, moving the four dragons in four directions and creating the mountains above.At the foot of the mountain the dragons, who had no regrets, decided to bring lasting happiness to the people. The four began to flow into four rivers, ran from all four directions, and flowed on land and into the sea. This is how the Heilongjian (Angprinj Thai - Black River) in the western corner of China In central China there are four major rivers: the Huangke (Yellow River), the Zhangjiang (Long River), and the Jujiang (Coral River) in the southeast.
By Zarinabanu Zarinabanu3 years ago in Fiction
Great Works of Dystopian Fiction
We may or may not be living in a dystopian age, but we are certainly living in an age of dystopias. At every turn in a bookstore aisle, you’re increasingly likely to stumble across a vision of our world, through the looking glass. You’ll find the classics — your Orwells, Huxleys, and Atwoods — but you’ll also find a rising crop of new entries into the dystopian canon, from younger authors with fresher concerns about what, precisely, could spell our doom. They don’t just appear in the sci-fi section, either — dystopian fiction is firmly ensconced in book-club-ready literary circles, as well. It’s fashionable to be pessimistic. It’s in this spirit that we assembled a group of readers to put together a list of some of the greatest works of dystopian literature, as part of Vulture’s Dark Futures week. We received guidance from Jenny C. Mann and Ursula K. Heise, professors of English at Cornell and UCLA, respectively, both of whom study dystopian literature, and limited our selections to books with some connection to Earth. Beyond that, the sky was the limit. There are some familiar faces, but we also wanted to pluck from unexpected corners: You’ll find literary fiction, young-adult works, graphic novels, realist tomes, some books written long ago, and others published in just the last few years. We skew toward the recent, as the term wasn’t even invented until the 19th century and has only in the last half-century or so come into vogue.
By Jaramie Kinsey3 years ago in Fiction
The Love She Gives
For a long time, I searched for what could fulfill me being disappointed in myself if it didn’t work out or if it just plain didn’t seem like what I thought it would seem like. But early this week I had a discovery within after doing much self-discovering especially after I was forced too in order to get over a mental illness, I had subjected to a couple of years back. I realized that someone like me searches and searches for something to fulfill us only to find an emptiness in trying to fit into the world around us. What I mean by that is we expect something to fulfill us only to find that it isn’t that something that can fulfill us but what rather what can come from within. Within, what does that even mean? I realized that for so long I was escaping myself trying to be someone else because I didn’t like who I thought I was or what I saw in the mirror. Losing myself completely in a mental illness that brought me into such a dark place I can’t even begin to describe the agony that comes with it. Then, I realized only recently that the only way I can overcome this is if I learn to find ways in which the little things, I’m able to do. I’m able to fall in love with about myself. So, I realized I was a pretty good writer when I was able to complete essay after essay in college and get good grades on it. When I was younger, a teacher told me that my ability to describe something at such a young age was remarkable and I’ll never forget that. It’s not just writing where I find myself feeling happy to express myself in a way that is presumably better then when I’m speaking but my ability to listen to someone and give them my best short affiliated advice to help them in their life. My ability to understand someone is the best part of me and that is when I find myself most fulfilled. However, it is my greatest weakness because I tend to forgive very easily sometimes in an instant I forgive. Which can cause me more hurt then justice in life. But I rather not focus on that fear. Instead I would like to tell a little story where I saved a life by understanding them. My best friend had the greatest most complicated mother and she had an impeccable physical illness where the lungs start to slowly collapse. She was so afraid of COVID-19 that she stayed couped up in her room all day. My best friend worked at amazon for a living and while he was there his mom fell and couldn’t pick herself up, so the paramedics came broke the door down and took her to a rehab. She was having trouble breathing and there or at the hospital they sent her too is where we believe she got COVID-19. She unfortunately passed away from it not too long after. Me and him where so devastated we cried for hours while he told me on the phone that she was gone, and he couldn’t believe it. It was when I understood his pain from losing my aunt years ago when I was young. That I told him, “I know this pain it’s unlike any other pain in the world”. “There is no way to fix it but the only way to get through it and allow your feelings to feel”. That was the best advice I could give him. We all experience trauma differently and while he went out with a new friend one night and drank his life away. While, swallowing pain pills and the attempt to put the push the pain away with alcohol and drugs lead to him almost dying. I went to the hospital and luckily, they let me in. I held his hand and I told him I understood why he tried to take the pain away and to please come back because I needed him. He woke up and the guilt he felt was all over his face. I told him not to feel that way we all make mistakes and ever since I’ve known him, he’s always been strong. This time it wasn’t something that he could be strong about and I understood. He recovered thankfully and now he calls me every week, or I call him, and we talk about his pain before he does something mistakenly. It has been six months since then and I have thankfully been able to get through to him on many occasions. It’s a hard task but I know pain all too well not to feel it with him.
By Cerina Galvan3 years ago in Fiction