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My hair blows in the wind as Leo hands me a beautiful tulip. It reminds of how we met. After getting my Ph. D. in botany I started volunteering at a library. One day Leo came up to me and asked if I could find him a book. For the next two weeks each day he came and asked me for a book, until he finally took me out on a date. We now live (engaged, after he proposed to me on Christmas) in a beautiful house by the beach in Ireland, with my best friend as our neighbor. I followed See More▼ my dreams and became a botanist and opened my own flower shop. Leo became an author and my best friend became a marine biologist. We were successful in our careers and started to do philanthropist work. We made a goal in life to make the world a better place.

I lean down and give Indigo a quick peck on the cheek before leaving, causing him to smile. The two of us met when I was asked to show a certain British transfer student around campus at our (Ivy League!) College. As a psychology major, I knew after having a crush on him for over 4 months, that meant I was in love. The two of us started dating, and here we are now. Moved in together in a gorgeous beach mansion, which we bought thanks to our acting and singing careers. Some talent See More▼ scout "discovered" the two of us laughing and singing a karaoke duet to some cheesy song I can't even remember the name of. The agent signed us a month later. We started in a movie, which ended up getting a spin-off TV show. Here we are now. My best friends live near by, having gained their own fame and riches. (Don't ask me why, this is MY dream life, it can be as unrealistic as I want it to be) My best friend Raven (I'm not using her real name, but you might know her as Ravenclaw3243 ;)) is outside waiting for me next to my other friend Jewel (Go on, guess, okay you got me! It's JeweledOwl812) is standing next to each other. "This 'totally unplanned excursion that must take up a 'totally unplanned amount of time' certainly isn't suspicious," I tease. Jewel punch my arm playfully. "C'mon, put on a smile for the coming paparazzi. You know they're planning an article on 'celeb besties' in about every magazine," she says.

Winners! for "Short Stories on a Word II"
I'll know next time not to have the same comp twice.

3rd:@CrystalWings score: 6.9
2nd: @JeweledOwl812 score: 7.6
And the Award Goes to: @TheRilingRavenclaw score: 8.0
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Next week's competition! See More▼

"Dream Come True"

Write a paragraph long description of what your dream life would be. Where would you live? What would you look like? Who would your friends be?

RULES:

-Basic rules (no being mean, copying, etc)
-One per person
-ONLY A PARAGRAPH LONG!!! No essays please!
-Describe your REAL dream life!
-I'm looking for a specific entry that really is beautiful!

~Raven
P.S. Good luck!

((My word was popsicle))

Predicted
by TheRilingRavenclaw

It seems like I haven't been here in forever, but I have been here every year for the past 7 years; every year on April 27th. I sigh as they call my name, and I am called into the room. There is a blue light, it seems misty. Inside the room, there are two lights. One is blue, and seems to be bringing out my features according the the mirror on my left. The other is green, dull and ugly. The woman who instructed me in, See More▼ just left. A robotic voice comes out of nowhere. "What is your name?" it says. I reply back, "Ashton May Topher." The robot voice starts again and it says, "Stand under a light." Quickly, I stand under the green light, which does not seem the best from the outside. Next, I receive a choice between two green objects. One is green sherbet, and one a green crayon. With my sweet tooth craving, I choose the sherbet. Before I get to eat any of the tasty looking dessert, it is pulled away from me magically. Next, I am offered green ice cream and a green popsicle. Then, I suddenly remember what this test is for. To find my predicted match in the city, and I quickly remember Lily. Lily, her beautiful eyes, her flowing black hair. I always loved her, for now I suddenly remember how she loved her popsicles... so I choose the popsicle, hoping that it will lead me to her. I close my eyes as I choose it, hoping I am not making the wrong choice. Suddenly, the room goes dark, and I just see two green eyes peer out. My palms are now drenched, I am scared. The eyes get closer... and closer... and closer... I feel something touch my hand. I look up to see Lily grabbing my wrist, I can faintly see her smiles through the darkness.
--4 years later--
"Today I unite Ashton May Topher and Lily Berk in holy matrimony," the preacher said. "For they have taken a test since a young age, and the prediction was right."

Knew too Much

It was so, so dark. I was alone in my room, in the inky blackness, illuminated only by the weak light of my nightlight. I gripped the sheets of my undone bed so tightly that my knuckles turned white. A lone tear streaked down my cheek, leaving a wet mark.

Fear coursed through my veins, also a deep tiredness. It had been happening for years now, every night. They came for me. But something deep inside me told me tonight would be my last.

The faint light of the See More▼ nightlight slowly sputtered off, and I steeled myself for the very worst.

"AHHHHH!" I screamed, but I had a feeling that nobody had heard. Breathing heavily, I took it in. I was all but a few feet away, crawling up the side of my bed, clawing at my sheets. It was severely disfigured, with holes where eyes should have been, slime sliding of its skin, if you could call it skin. I sneezed my eyes shut. Every time, they sent something new and more terrifying, but this, this was horrible.

I opened my eyes a fraction, heart beating wildly. Again was another one in front of me, this time a disembodied doll, it's mannequin-like jaw hanging only by a hinge. It's limbs were twisted in odd directions, a grotesque face painted on.

I couldn't take it anymore. I just couldn't. I closed my eyes once more, and screamed, a shrill sound vibrating in the room.

"Come."

In my craze, I hadn't heard any footsteps going up to my room. I opened my eyes, immediately regretting it. But instead of another monster, I saw a man.

He had a timeless look to him, but physically looked about twenty. But his eyes, they'd seen too much.

"Come. You have to run. Run now. Come with me." His voice was kind.

I slowly creeped off my bed, taking his outstretched hand.

"It's not okay. I won't lie to you. Monsters are real. It's easier to be oblivious, eh? But not necessarily better."

It's easier to be oblivious. But not better, never better.

So we ran, a timeless man and a little girl.
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By JeweledOwl812
Posted 11/19/2014
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My word was "oblivious"

My word = Disney
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I remember my childhood
Full of princesses and cartoon
Cinderella or Donald Duck
I'd play with them till noon

The night I slept See More▼
With a Mickey plushie beside
Then formed my Disney dreams
Wonderful and wide

My birthday had came
I'd rush downstairs awake
Opening my presents with joy
Then eating my Disney cake

Always I'd beg to go to Disneyland
A place full of wonder
Dress up was such fun
It just keeps getting grander!

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Posted: 17/11/14
By: CrystalWings

Winners for this Week's: "Short Stories on a Word"
in 3rd: @TheRilingRavenclaw "The Spots" 6.6
2nd: @MockingjayDistrict "Escape" 7.3
And The Award Goes to: @Rainbow_Dashy "Fruits of Choosing" 8.6 (Awards Score Record Breaker!)

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Dear Qfeasters,
Next week's topic is the same as last weeks, except this week, you have a new word. "Short Stories on a Word II" follows the same rules as last week's. See More▼
I will send you all your own word! Good luck! ;)

~Ravenclaw3243

Misinformation

Inspired by true events...

Sharon threw her head back and roared with laughter. "Really? She thought we ride kangaroos to school?" She snorted, stifling another burst of giggles, "It's just so... Ridiculous!"
Her friend, Kerry, sniffed. "I don't see what's so funny. I found it offensive, borderline racist."
"Oh please, it's just a case of misinformation. Besides, can you even be racist to Australians?"
"Of course you can, don't be stupid." Kerry looked to her See More▼ left, out at the swiftly moving sunburnt landscape. She recalled the feeling of shock and indignation when Kimi, the Japanese exchange student had stood in front of her peering out the window expectantly, and asked her how to mount a kangaroo, and when they would arrive.
"I mean," chuckled Sharon, "how did it get over to Japan that Australians ride kangaroos to school? Ha!"
Sharon's laughter was infectious and Kerry found herself starting to smile.
"Of all the deranged, stupid, ridiculous things! Kangaroos! How would someone even stay on one with their sloped backs? And all that jumping! It'd be a bumpy ride!"
As they pulled up to the school gates they slowed down and shared one last giggle before getting off.
"Shirly!" Sharon called to their friend, "wait 'till you hear what Kerry's exchange student said!" She ran a few yards before turning around. "Oh, Kerry?"
"Yeah?"
"Could you take Shazza for me?"
"Sure thing." Kerry held Sharon's emu Shazza with one hand and her own with the other to lead them to the communal paddock.
Kangaroos. Honestly.


(My word was 'kangaroo')

Fruits of Choosing

I spread my bright, golden wings and flapped them nervously. Shine Of Purple Lilac had chosen a strawberry. As she pecked it apart, she found a dull green seed nestled inside. She fluffed her feathers with joy and nervousness, and flapped over to the Fruit Gatherers branch. A deep orange parrot greeted her with the traditional beak rub. Which position would I get? Scouter would be great; soaring over the rainforest, looking out for trouble. Fruit Gatherer is See More▼ okay too, Shine Of Purple Lilac would be there with me. And the unthinkable... the Sacrifice. One who gives themselves up when the Grounders come with their long, thin, featherless wings and trap a parrot in a horrible nest of unbreakable vines. That would be terrible.

Mango or blackberry. I am second to last, with only two fruits to choose from. Mango or blackberry. I took of deep breath and reached for the dark, promising berry. Bit by bit I slowly nibble away, stretching the moment out for and eternity. I close my eyes as I bite away the last tiny black sphere before the center bed is revealed. I hear gasps of outrage and shock, and suddenly want the safety of my oblivion to last forever. I slowly open my eyes, and shut then again, afraid to fully face the reality of the situation. By in my fleeting glimpse, I saw a color. Blood red. The Sacrifice.

Thx for reading! My word was "Blackberry"

((My word is Leopard))

The Spots
by TheRilingRavenclaw

The spots were the last thing I saw, before I was laid to rest, and ended up here were I am. It is nothing like the heaven that they have told me I would go to. The spots flashed before me, leaping out, before I could respond.
--Two Hours Earlier--
Why did I have to agree to go with Jack? Curse you Jack! You said we were going to go on vacation, and now I ended up here, alone, on this island. I have nothing but some fish See More▼ I caught in a lake, and a torn blanket I got from the wreckage of the plane. Now that you have gone, what is left of me? Finding all the strength I have, I pull myself off the ground from where I have been. I been sleeping for too long. I should have stayed awake. Now I am going to die, and it was all because I couldn't watch for myself. Something catches my eye, it is off to the far left. A flash of fire. I quickly grab the blanket and fish, and run off into the forest on the other side of the flame. I hear the flames crackling, almost as if they are living. Almost as if they were doing to grab me, and pull me in making me nothing but ash and blood. I don't make it very far before a leopard stops me. I don't know which way to run at this point. If I run forwards, the leopard... if I run backwards... I don't even want to the think about the gore and details that would go along with this painful event. Curse this leopard! I wish Jack would have died before this trip, it is all his fault! I throw the fish at the leopard in front of me. But that does not help. The cat jumps. It jumps right at me. A tarp of spots seemed to be in front of me, as it lunged. I felt the claws dig into my chest, but that was the last thing I felt. But the last thing I saw, was the spots. The spots.

I backed away, not try to show fear in my eyes. Knowing that task was impossible, I ran like there was no tomorrow. I heard the fatal growl from behind me as the vines clenched my arms like ropes. I slipped out of the creeping plant and climbed the nearest tree. The panther growled and hissed from below. I panted heavily, hardly catching my breath, laughing shakily at my success from escaping the jaws of the death. I stuck my tongue out at it, knowing I just jinxed my luck. The See More▼ panther slinked up the tree and then I knew my celebration was short lived.
"No...No...Stay back! I'll kill you, you demon beast!" I swung my blade wildly, accidentally striking a rock, causing sparks to fly. One of them landed safely onto the panther's skin. It hissed and ran away, tail tucked between its legs.
"Yeah, and don't come back!" I shouted at it. I felt a new feeling...pride. But, this was only the beginning on this crazed island. A game of life and death. And I was already winning so far.

End.
I call this...
Stranded
My word was "Rainforest".


(Part 2, the last part

I wandered through the rainforest and sliced the thick vines with my dull and rusty machete. I was stuck in this blasted place for about a week now. My hair was tattered and mangled, matching my garments. I was dirty from head to toe and I haven't taken a shower for the whole full seven days. "Survival of the fittest" doesn't matter now. I need to get out of here. Call me a coward, but I cannot take the humid temperature and the wild beasts roaming about, endangering my life. See More▼ Panthers and snakes everywhere. Especially the snakes. You might ask why I'm here. My plane crashed in this rainforest on the way to South Africa. I'm distressed and tired due to the worries crammed in my head, depriving me of my sleep. I'm hunting, my almost-useless weapon in my hand. I spot a worm inching about on the ground. I snatch it up, paranoid if someone was about to catch me eat this. I forgot, everyone but me is dead. I savor the meaty insides, slurping and wolfing this down. It won't fill me up, but it'll do. I keep straying through this death island, until I face a panther. Eye to eye.

(Part 1)

Escape (My word was pirate)

I was running and running, but I knew if a ran any farther I'm fall of the dock and into the dark, cold sea, where calm night-time waves seemed to mock me. "You've seen to much darling, I'm afraid you must go, and my crew is on a rather tight schedule," the pirate said and grinned menacingly, he blade glinting in the moonlight. "Never," I whisper, knowing it's more to myself than the pirate. He steps forward, eyes shining menacingly, "No where to run See More▼ now." My heart beat is racing, no one is coming to save me, the pirate is speaking the truth and he knows it. "Someone will come and save me, they'll kill you and your crew Hook," I lie. Captain's Hook's good hand holding the sword points towards me, "Nobody escapes from Neverland," he says and takes another step forward. I take another step back, even though every particle in me screams that I'll loose my balance and fall off the dock. Hook yells something ineligible out to one of his crew members who looks confused, but then runs off to do whatever it is Hook commanded. Time stands still, Hook smirking, me trying not to shake to hard and fall. The crew member comes back with a sword that has a dull tip. He hands the sword to me. Confused, I take it. I am grateful for a weapon no matter who it comes from. "There is nothing I enjoy more than a good duel," he says and he smiles but it does not seem to reach his eyes. My hands are sweating against the cold metal of the sword. "I am willing duel you if it means my escape from Neverland," I say attempting to sound brave but my voice cracks on the last word. Hook laughs, "Little girl, I'm afraid you won't see the light of tomorrow." I know faking bravery will get me no where here. "I'm not little," I mutter, but I know I'll die alone and "little" if I don't defeat Hook and escape from this cursed land.

Sorry there's Peter Pan stuff, but I had to read a version of the book for something in my Language Arts class.

Everywhere they are...

The carpet squares they have pictures on them some have blood some flowers some even have creatures I have never even seen,or heard of before. They are so beautiful and so elegant I just want to become one. The Dream came true...

It was december 25 1984 I was finally getting my fall picture taken for school. The school carpet was every where I looked.
I was next in line.
I hate waiting it drives me nuts so to keep me sane I counted the clicks of the camera See More▼ flashing.
Click....Flash
Click....Flash
repeatedly until..It was MY turn
I sat down smiled and waited for the steady Click....Flash
then my heart stopped and I dont mean it as a saying. My heart literally stopped and I appeared trapped inside what looks like a carpet but really....A photo...
The end my pretties...

My story word was Carpet.

THIS WEEK'S TOPIC! 11/10/14
"Short Stories on a Word"
Basically, I assign each of you a different word, and you write a short story on it. The story should be about one-two paragraphs long, something you could write in 15 minutes.
RULES:
-Basic rules
-One per person
-Title MUST be included, if not, points WILL be deducted. See More▼
-Appropriate language
-Good grammar and spelling
-Must make sense! I don't want a sentence that goes like this: 'Sally, walk, store and panda bird is amazing' (Does that make ANY sense?!)
-follow a basic plotline, with background, climax, etc.
-Don't take excerpts from another story, or a madeup story.
-Please provide background (e.g. If you talk about some "war" please explain the the story)

THANK YOU!
Remember, to submit an entry, you MUST be member!
~Raven

WINNERS FOR THE WEEK OF: "Imagination!"
This week, you were requested to post a picture (with steps) of a DIY craft! Let's see who was crafty!
3rd: @CrystalWings "DIY: Bracelets" Score: 6.5
2nd: @Initiate_Amity "DIY Yarnballs" Score: 6.8
And the Award Goes to: @Celia_Bowen ! "DIY: Happiness" Score: 7.4

Let's get artsy!
~Raven

DIY Happiness