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Chelsea Clarke

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Benjamin Chandler

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Her intuition said no but her curiosity wanted to check it out.

The door across from her house looked too much like a donut for her to just ignore it. So she decided to walk to the door.

A world of donuts. Sadly, all jelly filled so I was absolutely revolted. It’s like the monkey fingers. Why must I be so cursed. Thankfully, I brought some crème filled ones. That’s when they started to sprint towards me. Their longjohn butt flaps, flapping in the wind.

I ran as fast as I can, squeezing some of the crème from the smaller crème-filled donuts to watch them slip and fall. However, they used their longjohn butt flaps as a slide to catch up to me and stuff my mouth with jelly-filled donuts— the worst form of torture.

"Mghnrrfn, fnwhumfgh!" I protested impotently as they continued to asphyxiate me. Reflexively I recalled my Donut Dojo training and within seconds had them bound up in a writhing creamy ball by their longjohn butt flaps. To this day whenever I see a door I can taste jelly donuts.

Donut Believe The Hype

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Yuki Asahina

Sean King

I was a man who had written many stories, but had not a single finished story. A fault that brought me down more than I’d like to admit.

Then I learned about the powerful combination of two simple words. Typing “the end” will finish any story at any point. Simple, brilliant, clear, concise: all the things an ending should be. With this discovery, I finished entire my backlog of stories in one day!

After a relieving feeling of satisfaction washed through me, came icy dread. "Now what am I supposed to do?" I asked myself. The days on my calendar were as naked as Adam & Eve. I got hives thinking of all the empty hours ahead. With so much glorious freedom, I had nothing to do.

Suddenly, I felt more trapped than I've ever felt. It was just me in comparison to the all-encompassing world I stood in. I felt small, weak, and most importantly, alone. However, I remember what she told me, and from that, I ran. Where? To this day, I still couldn't tell you.

That was seventeen years ago. Since then I've trained and become an internationally renowned urban leopard wrestler, wrestling urban leopards wherever they show up. I have made many friends by saving their and their children's lives, and thanks to grafted stilts I am now 9' tall.

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