let's tell stories
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Thread Topic: let's tell stories
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About ourselves in third person.
I'll go first;
Once upon a time there was a beautiful little strawberry blonde who always smiled and was the definition of optimism.
one day that little girl met a stuck up girl who rejected her and made her fell like she was the thing to conquer.
this little girl grew up trying to be the stuck up girls friend until one day when she realized that that girl wasn't worth her time.
she found a magnificent place and made many enemy's and friends alike. And now she is wise and optimistic.
the end.
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so a girl was born right
and they named her madison right
alright so we've established that
she grew up loving art and now she's doubting god and possibly liking girls
next person -
Long ago I was born. I grew up poor, I'm still poor. I played video games and I hated my life. I hope that one day it will change and I have a good life.
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Ugh...xD
Once upon a time, there lived a fair princess.
Her names was SG115.
She was isolated in a tower due to a dark secret.
SG was plagued with a curse.
In it, she would alternate between human and ogress, day and night.
One day, an ogre named Shrek rescued SG from the tower.
Both shared true love's first kiss.
SG remained an ogress permanently.
She and Shrek lived happily ever after.
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You are a nut SG
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My story sucks.
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No, it's just right.
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One day, in the late 90's, a boy was born. Feeling lost as a child, he looked and looked until he found his love. That love grew, and is still growing. The love he found was The Legend of Zelda. Even today, the boy turned early adult still loves the Zelda games.
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Zelda is cool, I like a link to the past and oracles of time.
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It's the best, in my opinion. :D Same. But do you mean Ocarina of Time?
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Probably, XD
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There once was the bright young child with enthusiasm. One day in third grade, she was teased because she had just gotten her dirst pair of glasses. She cried on the bus alone while a child a year older than her tortured her with his hurtful words. All of the children on the bus laughed at her. She got over it. She was bullied in school because of her clothes and what she liked. There was only a few people she could always count on to make her day better. It was her best friends. She loved her best friends. They're still there for her this day. Her goal in life is to become a meteorologist. She told the class that, and she got laughed at. She didn't care any more about there hurtful words and actions because nothing could stop her. She is ambitious, and the story continues. It just hasn't been written yet.
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* her first
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