Another sci-fi story
A long time ago in a galaxy far far away lived the brutal winds of salanahara and its tense people who did the same thing every day. Farmed the rolling hills and trained the stubborn livestock. Everything was the same for thousands of years until one year when's little girl was born with the name of treasure.
A world war ll story
When someone tells you your life is going to change you will probably follow their lead. When your life is so dreadful that you will try anything to make you happy again that temptation is larger. So when Hitlers people told me that killing innocent people was a religion and a superior one I believed them. They told me that Jews were killers and they disturbed the human world(and I believed them.) no wonder they created a saying telling you to always lead yourself. Even though far back in the line of my family Jews were in population I became s soldier to kill. I threatened old friends. I knew this strategy was not making me happier, but I never stopped it was like s drug and it was addicting. Every morning I awoke with a sour taste in my mouth, just like the sour actions I took. One morning I looked out of my tiny apartment and saw a girl with her mother getting beat to the ground. I made a decision, and it was the best decision I had made for a long time. I stayed home the rest of the week working on a plan to throw away all Natzi kind.
Those darn huskies.
The cougars should have won that stinking game. The huskies suck this year and the won year that the Cougars actually are good they loose the apple cup.
When someone tells you to do something what do you do?
My long limbs continue to grow in grace and beauty as Humans threaten to break my elegant trunk and leaves. My bark may seem cold and worthless, but my fragile figure needs a protection layer. I am calm and relaxed. My hum and voice only follows through to those who listen to me. I am a tree, I will be the future.
Mango is my cat. She is very lazy.
How a gymnast writes
Roses are red violets are blue I like gymnastics, so would you
What if I had to kill a tree and quit gymnastics because I was paralyzed.