Genre Short Story. Page - 99

The story is based on real events. It will show you what kind of dishonest life can be. It will teach you to value your friendship. 

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A Low Hut Built Of Turf Roughly Thatched With Rushes
And Standing On The Highest Spot Of Some Slightly
Raised Ground. It Was Surrounded By A Tangled Growth
Of Bushes And Low Trees, Through Which A Narrow And Winding
Path Gave Admission To The Narrow Space On Which The
Hut Stood. The Ground Sloped Rapidly. Twenty Yards From
The House The Trees Ceased, And A Rank Vegetation Of Reeds
And Rushes Took The Place Of The Bushes, And The Ground
Became Soft And Swampy. A Little Further Pools Of Stagnant
Water Appeared Among The Rushes, And The Path Abruptly
Stopped At The Edge Of A Stagnant Swamp, Though The Passage
Could Be Followed By The Eye For Some Distance Among The
Tall Rushes. The Hut, In Fact, Stood On A Hummock In The
Midst Of A Wide Swamp Where The Water Sometimes Deepened
Into Lakes Connected By Sluggish Streams.

I was insecure and so are many others out there. This story talks about all the many girls out there living in the shadows of the beautfiul girls, but what is beauty?

I seem to do this a lot at school. Making things that makes no sense until you really think about it.

So for a little fun there is another question in the book.

Lets live while were young

Jessica is dying of cancer. She accepts the fact that she can no longer remain in this world. When she is recieving visitors the last person she expects to see his her ex...

3 is the magic number, or so some say. This is my drabble entry and i've produced 3 quite different stories I hope you enjoy them as much as i did writing them.