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StarryMidnight
I have an odd take on the world
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28-word ghost story. Go!
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StarryMidnight in Paranormal

I always sleep with my beartoy. It comforts me when I cry, and when I'm unsure. I asked for dress opinions, until I discovered cameras in its eyes.

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Why so serious?
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StarryMidnight in Comedy

A Daughter of a Prostitute and a Businessman

I have seen both sides of life,

I have nearly died three times.

I have watched my mom lose it all,

Watched my dad walk when it called.

Business.

For bodies or work,

money is our air

We swim in it's dirt.

I don't care

About the material message

I just don't want to be wrecked by life's lessons.

Challenge
Stop The MADness - take the word MAD in anyway you like, positive proactive solutions only, blaming disqualifies - any format.
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Mad is your Shield

Sit still, do you feel that thriving?

Emotions are in there, your anger is hiking

up

but do you understand?

The strength and power that is in your hand?

Anger.

Go on, be mad.

That is what pushes us to take our stand,

That is what forces to to make our lands.

Challenge
Write something everyone will award with a heart.
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My Dog is Dead but that’s Okay

Lulu.

When smashed bottles, screaming and bloody bruises became the normal in my childhood Lulu licked the darkness away.

She had bug-eyes, a flat face and short legs. Lulu, my dog. My bestfriend. I got bullied by other kids for owning such an exceptionally ugly dog, but the only ugliness I could see was in them.

When the drugs from my Mother's scantily-clothed friends entered our air Lulu wouldn't let them near me. She roared with her tiny body and growled with her sharp teeth, tearing into flesh when threats appeared. Who knows where my Mother went then.

Lulu bit just about everybody, including innocent kids at the park. She was wild. I guess she wasn't a bad dog for that, it must be confusing for a little animal when threats are in the home and outside appears safer.

I remember dark nights when I'd wake up crying, unable to move. Her small legs and wet nose would find me paralysed back then. Her little body and warm breath would keep me company back then. Usually I'd get bitten the next day if she was angry.

This little dog, Lulu, was my whole world. I spent all the pocket money I had to buy her treats, and medicines the shopkeepers recommended. Going home was easier because of her.

Lulu must be dead now, but that's okay.

She taught me what true love meant when I grew up in hell. I loved that mini demon, and my scars are love-bites from memory.

She might be gone, but in my heart I will never forget her until I'm in the ground ready to see her little body pounce on me, and hear her roaring bark again.

Or feel her bite me, that's just as likely.

Challenge
You can say 1 sentence, and EVERYONE on Earth will be able to hear you say it. What is that sentence?
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StarryMidnight in Words

An Important Instruction

Life's happiness is found in Gratitude and you are borrowing time for experience, no matter what you believe your body decays every second, so getting up or staying down is up to you no matter what your situation is!

Challenge
words
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StarryMidnight in Words

What a Dollar Does

A dollar means a lot to me.

It meant that I could not compete.

And so dollar is to me

the closing of uncertainty

a bank account below the limit

My dept tightening by the minute

Now, a dollar is to me

my Mother's baby's feeding fee.

What I can earn here in a day

in Philippines is one weeks pay

But, a dollar is to me

My Dad dropping coins onto the street,

"A businessman has no need for change"

I watched them as they rolled away.

A dollar means a lot to me

I save and scramble to defeat

My student loans, my living costs

My friends 5 dollar coffee cup.

My Mother's loss,

My Father's cause,

My friend's death from medicinal costs.

Oh, a dollar means a lot to me.

A dollar meant I could not compete.

It can decide if I am free,

Or if I'm in dept while interest creeps.