The Daily Post
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There were bows and flaming arrows; whooping, and wailing. Then, someone yelled, “Circle the wagons!” So, I grabbed a stick and drew a circle in the dirt ‘round ‘ol Bessie. (Rather silly of me, looking back). Alas! The cause of our demise was merely a question of semantics. The Daily Post
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This is my balloon. His name is Charlie. He’s my best friend. Sometimes Charlie talks to me. Like just now, he said to keep walking when we get to the end. I can’t swim, but that’s okay. Charlie knows what he’s doing. The Daily Post
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“Please don’t leave me, Jordan!” Logan sobbed. “Didn’t I hang the moon just for you?” “I suppose.” Jordan shrugged. “But what I really wanted was Uranus.” The Daily Post
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The Daily Post Love is what happens when lust is taken to heart and goes to your head.
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The Daily Post The air is hot, dense, and toxic, I feel my lungs boiling then shriveling. The lace curtains my grandmother made sparkle and flash like fireflies, then disintegrate. A smoldering pillowcase Scorches the bedspread as the flames take over, buckling the door and wrinkling the walls. Everything is screaming.
Ergo, the Ogre 