So I’m taking a stroll down candy land and I realise that I’m an ice cream. When did I become an ice cream? When I woke up this morning and looked in the mirror at my beautiful self, I wasn’t an ice cream. Maybe I became an ice cream when I was walking down Sherbet Street. I don’t know. Oh I remember now! I became an ice cream when I was walking down Ice Cream Avenue and I went into the ice cream booth, turned into an ice cream and never have to have a haircut ever again. AWESOME LIFE!!
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It's simple really (and really really scary). I was walking Mabel, my dog, in the dog park, I usually go around the park once or twice and when I was walking past a bench all I saw was a cream scarf, a black dress, a checkered skirt, a pair of high heels and a pair of black gloves. I was .... no words for how I was feeling! And it was moving! The woman was invisible, I was so scared I ran all the way home.
There once was a girl who got bullied. Every day the same group of people came up to her and would make her cry.
One day those people walked up to her, and pulled her pants down. They ran away, and the person she had a crush on walked past. She cried, and said “I wish I could turn invisible!” And she did. She never knew she had this super power, but every time the group of people walked up to her from now on, she would turn invisible. She realised she had a great strength and she got revenge… |
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