I remember he was here once, I remember a time we'd never bow to TRAITORS I remember a time where those of us who fought the good fight would win and evil would loose but, I remember, was he as good and Heroic as we remember him or were we the true enemies to the el-da-rin people

Day 1: Dear diary, My first day at summer camp was very eventful. We spent most of the day paddling through the river nearby. The trees formed a canopy over the river that covered the sky completely. Tonight we’re going to a haunted house. I can't wait! 👻Rumors say it's real!

Imagine this scene..A bear enters a house, makes a sandwich and sits down to watch a sitcom, but this is not his house and is late at night, so the owner of the house wakes up, goes to the first floor and finds that the bear is asleep in the couch!

The death eating games were almost over, and it looked like out of the entire prison only like ten of us survived the deadly food. Among them were the satirist (me) and Emmalyn, the sword swallower. Before the final round, I whispered to Emmalyn, "Hey wanna escape together?"

I sat on the ground, watching stars burn out. Tears flowed down my face as a small dog ran over to me. "Hello there. What's your name?" I asked, looking around for someone to claim the dog. I pulled my sleeves over my hands, slightly panicking. "Do you have a home?"

Lilliana, despite her petite size, finished the enormous apple pie in record time. She got up to accept her prize when, at the last moment, a caped figure leapt onstage and grabbed the trophy.

The story starts she John meet a Karen at his job in the supermarket

“Is it possible to determine that we’re not alone out here?” The Scientist asked his coworkers who were talking to him via video call. “It depends what you mean by alone”

Lawson was walking back to the campfire with his playing cards when he realized all his friends had gone. "Where are you guys?" he asked nervously. Just then, he heard a rustle from the bushes—followed by a growl.

The crater trembled and six magnificent wings unfurled, each extending higher than the tallest tree in the forest. Above their rising head—a halo—shimmering like a shooting star. As the light dimmed, the celestial light became impossible to distinguish from that of the moonlight.

The lone robot sat on a large iron plate. Or he would have, if there was any gravity to be able to sit, so it more like held onto it. They floated around, slowly, and the lights of the cosmos reflected off its big, glassy eyes. It smiled. It was happy. It's life here was simple.

Toni's dog Goober only obeyed one command: dig! So, Toni told it to dig anytime and anywhere just to show how obedient the dog could be. One day Goober dug too far.

"Tag!" I'm tapped on the shoulder. "Aw man!" Roy is already sprinting the other way, but closest to me is Alice. She sees me and starts down the hill, screaming and laughing. "Come here!" As she reaches the bottom, she screams, but this time, it didn't sound like the playful kind

So, she said. Here we are again. At work.

What started out as mere coffee talk has now transformed into a heated ministry. "I am disgusted with the modern writer," Jan says. I take another sip. "All amateurs." "How so?" "Look at these entries! Dull and void of the most ESSENTIAL thing: conflict! None of them are winners"

"Well? Don't you want to know how the story ends?" He wipes my wet cheek with his glove & I turn away. Despite my unwilling participation in this clowns performance, he jerks my chin back. And his red painted smile contorts into something far more menacing.

"So here’s the thing," says the crow, "if you’ve never heard of me, hear me now. I’m your least expected fortune teller. I’m the one that brings death and despair. Yield to me, so I shall spare you from your doomed fate." "Foolish," says the human.

The blade was inches away from her nose. She stared at it, in horror. How did she end up in this mess? And what to do to get out of it?

The strange, sandy whirlwind stayed above their heads. Some kind of a cavern was hidden under the big hot desert. How come the sand didn't get in here? Anyway - now they needed a light source to see much further than their noses. What was this place? Did it form naturally?

"Yes, I'm pleased you stocked the bathroom with toilet paper but to be honest, with six rolls on the shelf, I worry our guests will think we use the toilet too much." Eve stared at her husband in disbelief. "Just put some clothes on," she said. "They'll be here any moment."

Hugo Kramer, royal calligrapher, toiled away at his desk til the wee hours of the morning, working by candlelight with such dedication that he didn't notice two dark figures approach.

Something strange was going on. It looked like something was moving under the dirt, close enough to the surface that it pushed a trail of it above as it went forward. People looked at it, puzzled and a bit alerted. A kid pointed at it but the mom grabbed the kid's hand and fled.

The icy slide was wild! The surface beneath was so smooth I didn't feel any bumps as I slid faster and faster down the hill. The way was clear but the chute was formed in a way that I didn't see that far, what was to come. In these speeds bumping against anything would be fatal.

The stars are not what they used to be.

“It’s been a tough year.” Sue sighed. “A tough few years, honestly. I don’t see it getting better soon, either.” Her friend, standing awkwardly, didn’t know what to say. She patted Sue on top of her head, 3 times. Sue looked up, fire in her eyes.

OK, OK, Iisten to me. It's not that complex. The oldest movie is Episode 4. Then Episodes 5 and 6 came out. Then a couple decades later we got the first 3 Episodes, which are also the prequels. What? They just are. Now we have 3 sequels: Episodes 7-9. No, really, it makes sense.

“Ladies and gentlemen, I have some great news! Today, here in Cheesequake, NJ, in this famous garden, I saw it happen. The orange gourd saw it’s own shadow. This means that Pumpkin Spice Season has begun! Huzzah!”

We were deep in the hole. So deep that we didn’t know how we’d ever get out. So deep that it was hard to see the light of day.

Hudson finished carving her last gourd and wiped the pumpkin seeds and sweat from her brow. She was about to light all the votives in her display when she spotted the neighborhood curmudgeon walking briskly toward her.

Follow the pale green fish, I say, and follow her all the way, and you’ll find you can wish away for a brighter, better day.