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Turn this brief piece of information into a mini-story: 'After volunteering at a marathon I decided to run that same marathon the next year. I trained, froze my butt off, kept at it and then accomplished my goal. I finished the marathon in 8th place.'.

I decided last summer that I would train for and complete a marathon. I volunteered to help a friend set out water and while I watched the runners during the race I thought that I could do that just as well as the women running that day. I trained 6 days a week for a year, getting up early and being constantly sore. I ate right and did all I could to get myself ready. The day of the race I was in the best shape of my life. I was a bit nervous but knew I could do it because I had run the distance by myself to make sure I could do it. I set a good pace for myself and stuck to it until mile 19. That got me, eating into my willpower. My legs and lungs were burning more than they had during training. I think the energy used to start the race sapped me a bit but I powered through that mile hoping that I didn't collapse. Funny, mile 19 seemed to last longer than the rest of the miles combined. I was so wrapped up in my own head, thinking about the negatives that could occur that each step seemed like it would be my last. Somewhere in mile 20 I caught my breath, got my stride and rhythm back and was able to get back on pace. I didn't have much left at the end, no sprint to the finish line for me, but I did finish without having to walk and came in 8th in the women's. I don't think I will ever forget seeing my daughter there at the end, she was happy and proud seeing her mom coming toward her. I am a fairly stoic person. I don't usually cry at anything. I did cry at the end of the race though. I picked up my daughter, held her tight and cried. I had set a goal, spend a grueling year to make sure I accomplished the goal and then I went out and completed that goal. Yes, I cried like a toddler at the end but only my daughter and husband saw that and they are sworn to secrecy. Next up, hiking the Appalachian Trail.

Use the lead-in text as a springboard for a brief, rich narrative.

A family reunion for the last time at the old farm where my grandfather grew up. We shared memories and stories, caught up with distant cousins and aunts and uncles, and said goodbye to the ghosts we were leaving behind.

A family reunion for the last time at the old farm where my grandfather grew up. We shared memories and stories, caught up with distant cousins and aunts and uncles, and said goodbye to the ghosts we were leaving behind. It was a nice reunion because I haven't seen this much of my family at the same time. We would just visit each other but not all at the same time. There was other people that my family that I haven;t seen in a long time. There is also family members that I have not seen at all. Usually, I am a type of person that will be quiet in these reunion but I had to talk. But I saw my cousin that I was close with when I was little. I wanted to rekindle that relationship with them. So we talked about how school has been and learned that we had different career paths. But what we did have in common is our love for basketball. We always played when we were kids and dreamed to be basketball stars. It was crazy to think that after all these years we would still have anything in common. Talking about basketball made us break the ice and we were closer that I thought. We had the same favorite food and no one I knew did. It was a great experience to be with my family again.

"My toddler son breaks his arm, while I'm not around. I hoped for no break, but found out in the end it was broken and it didn't end up being that bad.". Narrate a short story that features this somehow.

It was happened three months ago. I was really fear and getting very worry about my son. Sometimes my son did not do any thing without the help of myself. Nowadays it was really very hard thing to manage my son activities in home. My wife works at home. But she also do not know about how to tackle or manage my toddle son's non stopped activity. Three months ago my toddler son broke his arm while I was not around on him. My also doing some work in the house. So she did not know how to make the first aid kid. So she suddenly make a call for me and telling about the incident. I was really getting very sad about the incident of my small child Because I love my son very much than everything in this world So, that I am not able to tolerate this incident. I was totally blanked and think of my child's pain while going to the home. My colleagues are very support and make myself calm and help me taking my child in the hospital After the injury of my child I often took permission or leave. But the manager of my office may understand my situation. because he is also a father of his child. And also I spent more time for my toddle kid making himself very enthusiastic and enjoyable.Nowadays I was really very like to spent more time between my son and also my wife. Which decision made myself very happy and energetic to do my works properly in my office and also in my house so I just giving the best advice to all married couples is being very good to your child and family which makes you very happy and made your life fulfillment. Nowadays my life is very beautiful only because of my lovable family. Unexpected event that changed my Life Sometimes things happen in the lives of people that they have no control over. When these things happen I call them life experience, and they often leave people muttering the words Why me From time to time, actions of others affect my own. Other times, an act of irresponsibility and immaturity on people's part could cause life changing events on our loved ones and on us. From bad events, I have learned. If you want to be happy you should spent more time with family members. always do more things for you family makes you happy and feel proud to yourself. Families are an integral part of one's life it does not matter if you have a small or big family as long as you have one. A family serves as the first school to the child where one learns about various things

Expand the fragment into a short story.

A friend that I met on the internet came to visit my hometown. We meshed surprisingly well and had a good time!

I met a friend online and we hit it off pretty well. We are both introverts and unique but we seem to fill each others' gaps. We met through our online work. He mentioned coming to visit my hometown with the intent of moving here someday. Our cost of living is much cheaper here. So I offered to help host him and show him around. I was really nervous. What if we didn't get along and I was stuck with him for days? What if it ruined our work-based friendship? Would he like me? Would he see me as trashy? But ultimately it went really well. My fears were unfounded. We got along great in person and had a good time. I drove him all over and we got to chat and hang out. I don't get to do a lot of things without my kids, so it was really refreshing. We visited some popular local spots and a nearby statue park. I was sad to see him go but we've continued our friendship since then.

Utilize the following input text as a starting point to craft a brief narrative.

I was involved in a bad accident because of being very sleepy and found out later I have sleep apnea.

6 months ago I was in a very serious car accident. I was driving down the road and I remember just being very sleepy and I was having a hard time staying awake. The next thing I knew I was looking down at a pool of blood that had apparently come from my head. I had been in an accident with another vehicle. I had blacked out and ran head on into this other person. I was taken to the hospital by helicopter because this was an emergency situation. I spent months in the hospital because of this accident and I had to go through rehabilitation to walk right again. While I was in the hospital I was asked many questions and many tests were done to me. After having gone through all of this I was diagnosed with Sleep Apnea. Sleep Apnea serious sleep disorder in which breathing repeatedly stops and starts. This causes you to not get good sleep. This may have also caused the accident. I didn't know my sleep was not going well and since I was sleepy I blacked out while sleeping and caused the accident. Having done this to myself and another person has made me feel awful. If I had just looked into this sooner perhaps this may have never happened. I promise that from now on I will take my health more seriously. My life and the life of others is at stake.

Transform the clue into a compact story.

The story is about my journey of coming to a decision of adopting a child. Coming from a place of loneliness and feeling alone to a place of feeling confident to love and care for someone who is not mine.

My decision to adopt a child wasn't an easy one. In fact I would say that it was the hardest decision I had to make in my life. I had so many doubts about my ability to love and and care for a child that I didn't help make. I wasn't sure if I was that kind of person. Me and my wife were trying to have a child for the past five years with no luck. She would get pregnant but she would have a miscarriage within 5 months. This happened a number of times. My wife as more relectant than me to adopt a child. At first we didn't even talk about adoption but her mother said something to us about it and we looked into it. We were both doubtful but with more research we began to feel better. Our confidence grew and we thought to ourselves maybe we can do this. We still weren't sure but we were moving along with the process. What made us really consider the situation was hearing stories from other people. Parents who adopted children felt just like us. They didn't know if they could truly love a child that wasn't theirs. But in the end they found out that they could love another child. And that was a major reason why we began the adoption process.

Take the guide text as an initial idea and create a short, compelling story from it.

On the Metro ride home one night, I made eye contact with a gorgeous young woman on the platform. I went back to my phone and didn't think much of it, but she came and sat next to me. Nervous, I didn't say anything. After several stops.

I have always thought love at first sight is a not for me until this very day. It was 4 months ago when I rode the Metro as usual after work. I had stayed back to cover an important part of my task before going home. At 8 pm, I was just leaving the office. I was pretty famished and all in my head was what I will get to bite when I reach home. I sat down gently by the window. The seat next to me was empty and I was just praying it wouldn't be a mother with a kid that will come and sit next to me. I like kids but at that point, I didn't just want one to disturb my peaceful ride back home. I brought out my phone and starting checking Reddit for the popular posts on that day. The seat next to me was still empty. I didn't know what made me look far right, beyond an elderly man was this lady on glasses. Her nose came out a little than the other girls I know. Just when I was praying that she looks sideways so I see what she looks like, she turned sideways. I froze at the spot. It took about 10 seconds to caution myself that I've been staring way too much. Those 10 seconds were the most enchanting moment of my life. The elderly man seated next to her left and maybe not wanting to sit alone, she came to sit just beside me. I can't say maybe it was the scent of her that made my nervous that one word could not leave my already slightly opened lips or that I didn't expect her to make that move. I just slowly turned back to checking Reddit. I still feel bad I didn't even say Hi.

Craft a mini-tale where "I realized i feelings for by best friend. I told him and he felt the same. We're dating now and very happy." plays a vital role.

I met him before my freshman year of college, at a camp for incoming students. He was in my small group, but I didn't originally think anything of him. He tried to get together a few times freshman year, but I always blew him off. I didn't think we had anything in common. Eventually we became friends. He was there for me when I was going through difficult times. We became best friends. Eventually, he came and visited me. We did regular things, like going to ikea. However, I eventually realized I was developing romantic feelings for him. I knew that he would never make the first move, so I had to. I kissed him out of nowhere, and told him how I felt. He felt the same way and we started dating. Our relationship is great. That's how I fell in love with my best friend.

Embed this statement in a short narrative: 'I got into a car accident and broke my hip and other areas, so I needed to stay in the hospital. The hospital bill and unpaid bills overwhelmed me, and my co-worker started a donation drive to pay for it. Random people came up to help me in my need, and helped me pay my bills.'.

I few months ago I was living my life normally. I had no problems at the time so I was happy. Then 10 weeks ago I got into a car accident and broke my hip and other areas. I needed to stay in the hospital. The hostpital bill and unpaid bills overwhelmed me. I couldn't afford them even if they were made into payment plans. It was just too much money for someone like me. I had pretty decent friends at work that wanted to help me. So I did listen to what they had to say. I really didn't get much advice that could help out. I did have a coworker that said a donation drive may be able to help out with bills. I thought that was a good idea as well but who would donate. It turns out almost everyone donated. People i knew and people I didn't know. Random people came up to help me in my need. They were also able to help me pay my bills.

Here is your writing prompt: 'My husband is sick, and is always in pain. We are not able to figure out what is wrong yet. This next doctor visit is the scariest so far.'. Turn it into a quick story.

My husband has been very sick. He has been in a lot of pain, and it got to the point where we had to see a doctor. The first doctor, our primary, referred him to a specialist. Tests were run, and he was referred to another specialist. That specialist then referred him to another specialist. See the pattern here? He saw our primary care physician first, then an orthopedic doctor. Next was a pain management doctor. After that, it was a vascular surgeon. That doctor referred him to a rheumatologist. That doctor has referred him to an oncologist. Everything was fine until this. We knew he was in pain. We knew something was wrong. We were not expecting to be referred to an oncologist. He has had so many tests, and has had physical therapy as well as massage therapy. Nothing is helping him, and now we have this added fear. The appointment is in two weeks, and we are on pins and needles waiting to see what is going on.

Embed this statement in a short narrative: "I received an unexpected and very thoughtful gift from a long distance friend of mine. It was a gift for my dog that he very much appreciated and a much needed random kindness to me that came at a very good time for such a thing. It's things like that that sort of restore your faith in humanity.".

Five weeks ago, I was really feeling down in the dumps. I had recently lost my father. we'd had a difficult relationship, but we had been working on it, so in recent weeks, we had been spending a lot of time together and really enjoying it. He had gone for being someone I dreaded spending time with to someone whose company I loved and looked forward to. I was devastated when he passed. I was working at a job I hated. The environment was toxic, and it did not even pay well. I wanted to leave, but the hours were so long and irregular it made looking for a new position difficult. Worst of all, I was lonely. I was single, and felt like nobody cared about me. Of course, it was my schedule and impecunious state that made it hard to socialize, but my brain translated that to me being boring and unloveable. The one companion I had, and one of the joys in my life was my dog, Buster. He was always happy to hang out with me, and greeted me when I came home from work. He was always enthusiastic to see me. So, one day, I came home and found a package on my porch. It was from a friend in the city where I attended college. I thought she had forgotten me, as I though all my friends had. I opened the package, and it was a little faux sheepskin person, shaped like a gingerbread man. It squeaked when I squeezed it, There was also a card telling me how much she missed me, and saying the toy was for Buster. I gave it to him, and he loved it immediately. It's nowe his favorite plaything. I was so grateful for this kindness, and it inspired me to get in touch with some other old pals. Guess what? They don't hate me after all!

Weave a brief tale around the trigger.

My wife and I attended a marriage counseling session that would turn out to be the last. We decided to get divorced that day.

Six months ago my wife and I decided to get a divorce. We had been struggling to find a reason to continue our marriage; most of the spark had died out in our relationship and we were mostly coasting through our lives. We had reached a level of comfort that bred complacency, and each of us felt like we held the other back. When it happened, it was actually unexpected. We were going to a marriage counselor and getting nowhere. Our issues butted heads with each other and we were at an impasse, where we needed to let each other go in order to reach new ground. Neither of us wanted to be the person who made the first cut, so we tried everything we could to make it work. I really wanted to make it work. I loved being with her, we fit together so well and I'd never met anyone who meshed with me like she did. We went in to the marriage counselor and sat down on those stiff armchairs with scratchy pillows. Until now I felt as though our counselor was mediocre, that the discussion really led nowhere. The counselor looked at us both and asked what we wanted to do. I was confused and asked for clarification. She asked where there was to go from here, she wanted us both to ask ourselves that question, as to her eyes there was no direction and no progress happening. I stumbled through weak suggestions, each seeming more limp than the next. She swatted them away like flies and kept pressing us. I looked at my wife and back to the counselor, and I said that if these options were fruitless, the only other available option would be to break apart. I started to feel the tears in my eyes and talked about how this felt like being in a boat with a single oar, and the counselor agreed. My wife looked resigned and admitted that she thought it was also the best course of action.

Invent a mini-story where "We celebrated my mom's birthday together this year and I really wanted to make her feel special. She told us that was the first time someone bought her a cake and did a celebration for her. We heard that and we were in tears together." plays a crucial role.

I moved to US when I was 26 years old with my family. Since then, I missed my mom a lot. We visited each other a couple of times but lately the money was tight. After saving some money, I was able to get my parents to come here and visit us again this year. We had a great time together as a family. Somehow, I really wanted to celebrate her birthday this year. I usually just send some money home for her birthday but this time I want to make it special. I invited my sister and her in law to our house. I asked my sister to take her to the mall while I was preparing everything. I bought the food, drinks and a cake. She blew the candle and made a wish just like a child. She was smiling and laughing all the time. She admitted that was the first time someone bought a cake for her and we were in tears. I felt so bad that I never really pay attention to her needs. I felt that we need to appreciate her more and make her feel special. Especially after I am a mom, I am more aware about her struggles and her feelings.

Write a short narrative using this primer.

We had to put our dog to sleep.It was suddenly,but at the same time, we knew, it was going to happen one day.

Four months ago, we had to put our dog down. This was a very sad day for me and the family. We talked about all the good time we had with the good boy. We always went to the park to play fetch. I threw the ball into some trees. He would always get the ball as fast as he could. I rewarded him with a pat on the head and a treat later. The treat were some crackers with peanut butter in them. He always enjoyed eating the crackers. He always loved to go swimming. He would even get out of the pool to go to the bathroom. He was better trained than most humans. He was a good boy. I hope he is chasing tennis balls in dog heaven. I hope to see him again.

"My daughter got a rare disorder after getting flu. It was horrible to see. She had rashes that got worse everyday and was spreading.". Use this to inspire a captivating yet brief narrative.

My daughter got a rare illness. It is called HSP for shor. Children's Hospital has kept up with it. They make sure she has no major problems from it. There have been no more rashes. They were bad to see. The protein and blood in urine are bad. The other levels are fine. Protein and blood are expected for a year. I am glad she has not had more rashes. They did not hurt. They looked bad. It made us sad. We were scared. I am glad we know more now. I am glad there are people who know about it. I am glad our local doctors knew what it was. I am glad they referred us to the specialists. We were blessed by God it was not worse.

Spin a brief, engaging tale including: "I was medically retired within the last six months. The entire process was too long. The entire process was financially and mentally draining.".

Within the last six months I have been medically retired. I filed for disability three years ago when I could no longer function in the workplace due to a chronic, progressive medical condition. I did not want to retire. My body did not agree with my wishes. My condition was deteriorating as I went through the three year legal process. I hired an attorney to help me understand the process and to ensure I was following the procedure correctly. Not only has it been frustrating not to be able to be employed financially, but it has taken a toll on mentally as well. I did finally qualify for my disability. The entire process was very taxing on me. I was in a constant state of worry while going through it. I wondered what would become of me if I was denied my disability? I wondered how I would be able to receive any kind of medical attention if I was denied. I wondered if I would lose my house when my savings ran out if I didn't get it. I lost sleep during the three years because of the stress. The stress affected my physical condition as well. The entire process should be streamlined so that recipients shouldn't have to wait years for a decision.

The text prompt is a hint. Write a story that follows it, but keep it brief.

My softball team had to make up a double header on a day we already had a double header. This meant we played four games, back-to-back-to-back-to-back.

During the summer months, my softball team had a double header scheduled to be played on a Sunday afternoon. Unfortunately, the weather did not permit and they ended up having to cancel the games. As luck would have it, the weekend they ended up having us play the previously scheduled double header, we also had a double header. This meant that we had to play four games in one day, the elusive quadruple header. This wouldn't be so bad, but it was on one of the hottest days of the summer and they scheduled them back-to-back-to-back-to-back. The first game went fine, though the entire team was already drenched in sweat and the sun continued to beam down from the heavens. It was about midway through the second game that I think we realized just how taxing this was going to be. Our spirits were still high, but we could all tell that it was going to be quite an intense experience by the end of it all. By the third game, we were just about spent. Luckily, we played a team that was around our skill level, so if I remember correctly, we were able to pull out a win. The last game, however, was another story entirely. The team had just gotten done with a tournament in a nearby town and were also exhausted. Their talent level far succeeded ours, further hurting our confidence. Some of their players were playing in Crocs and I don't think they even had a full team. We still got buried. They ended up ending the game early because of how many runs they were beating us by. I think we were just happy to be done. All in all, I don't even remember how many of those games we ended up winning versus losing, but the most memorable part was how our team stuck together through the radiating heat that we had to weather for four miserable hours. If there's one thing I learned about that day, it's that I absolutely love softball because I would do it all over again.

Draw from the hint text to weave a condensed story.

I got married in July. We had a ceremony at the LDS temple in Logan, Utah followed by a reception in the Riverwoods conference center.

On July 20th, 2019, I got married! After all of the planning and waiting, it was wonderful. It was hot, but everything except pictures was indoors, so it wasn't too bad. We had a ceremony in the LDS temple in Logan, Utah. It was perfect. There are people who I wish had been able to attend, but I was still able to see many friends and family who I hadn't for some time. When my husband and I walked out of the temple, everyone was there to greet us and take pictures and give hugs. My husband looked perfect in his charcoal grey tux, and we couldn't stop smiling the whole time. We hired a photographer to take pictures, but my grandpa's a photographer too, so he buzzed around and took a lot of photos too. We had a reception afterwards in the Riverwoods conference center. Our reception hall turned out really beautiful, and our parents said the sweetest things. I got to meet one of my husband's sisters for the first time. A couple who my family knew when we lived in Dubai several years ago even came! Some other friends from overseas were able to attend as well, so I was really great to see them again. Everything went really smoothly, and I think everyone had a wonderful time.

'My mother insisted that I cut down several dead trees on her property, and rented chainsaws for me to do it.'. Weave this into a short and engaging tale.

We all have that one person in our life that likes to have task completed to their specifications and will not take no for an answer. Let me tell you about the individual that has become a thorn in my side with respect to outdoor lawn maintenance. My mother. Yes, you heard me correctly . About 7 weeks ago she decided that she had seen enough of the lifeless, non fruit bearing trees that were anything but pleasing to the eye. In my opinion there simply was no rush to have them taken down as they provided shelter for the wildlife. I had noticed many times with in the prior weeks there were a number of squirrels using them as homes to secure their nest and the red headed woodpeckers that would come by and have there morning feast of ants, termites ect... And, if that was not reason enough I simply was in no mood to take the trees down as it would require a lot of work and without the proper equipment it would most certainly be a daunting task. After much conversation and pleading my case for the sanctity of the wildlife, the lack of proper equipment the amount of time it would consume to complete the job correctly I was defeated. My mother would hear no more about it and in fact she took it upon herself to secure the proper equipment. She called the local rental store and secured not one but three chainsaw. Why three you ask? She was firm in her belief that I would do anything to prevent the squirrels from becoming homeless even if that meant destroying property. With much hesitation I went to the rental place picked up the chainsaws and went on my way. With much frustration I stopped by my buddies house and asked for a hand. The 2 of us began the daunting task of tree removal. With in 6 hours I cut down all the lifeless trees and secured mothers blessing to provide the wood to my friend as payment for his assistance. While I am not a huge fan of my mother at the moment I truly feel good knowing my friend and his family will stay warm and dry during the upcoming winter season.

Use 'Over the weekend of the Fourth of July, I visited a friend in his hometown of Ormond Beach, Florida. We did a number of activities, but the most memorable was a walk along the beach' as a basis for a short, interesting tale.

Over the Fourth of July weekend, I visited a friend from my grad school cohort in his hometown of Ormond, Florida. We participated in a number of activities, including a Nascar race (which was postponed, unfortunately). On Friday, we visited a friend of my friend's family. My friend, though liberal, collects old firearms, and the guy we visited owns an outdoor range. So we spent some time there firing off different weapons before "enjoying" a private, amateur fireworks show. But the final day was most memorable. Ormond is right on the Atlantic coast, so on the way back, we decided to stop and spend some time on the beach. I've lived in Ohio for most of my life, only moving down to Florida last year. And since I'm in central Florida, I'm not overly close to the ocean. So this was the first time since I was very little that I had seen the ocean. We walked along the beach for a bit and chatted. The conversation wasn't overly memorable, but I found the walk very relaxing and enjoyable. I enjoyed the trip as a whole, but we tried cramming a lot of events in a short period of time, so things got a bit chaotic at points. The beach walk was easily the most relaxing part, and a really nice way to end the weekend. We probably spent an hour and a half or so walking along the beach. Once the sun started going down, we departed. I would be fine writing about this in the future.

Develop a concise narrative using the text snippet as a seed.

I play flag football on Saturdays at my local rec center and at the time my teammates were new. I played horribly but my teammates were supportive and caring. It changed my outlook about myself.

I play flag football on Saturdays at my local rec center and at the time my teammates were new. I know the guy who organized the team but everyone else was a new face. At the time i had been struggling with my confidence. My job and living situation were in a poor situation and it was impacting my attitude toward myself. It was our first game playing together as a team and I was playing extremely poorly. I was unsuccessful at everything and couldn't perform the most basic tasks. I was not in the moment and couldn't focus. I expected to be berated and that my new teammates would be angry with me. The opposite happened. They didn't bench me and encouraged me to improve and try again. It was the first time in awhile that my failures were not met with negativity. Everyone on the team was kind to me even though I had lost the game for the team. It meant a lot to me to be treated with kindness in my failure. The kindness they showed me payed off in the next game and I played really well. I have played well since that awful game. It has also helped me with my overall confidence and I can face struggles in my personal life better.

Incorporate the text input into your own unique micro-story.

My first born child brings more happiness. He says me as mama when I have kissed on his face. All are happy to celebrate this event.

I am thrilled today. I feel the sense of completeness today. My ben called me mama for the first time. It was so surprising and a pleasant shock to say the least. I felt like a mom for the first time in my life today. It happened unexpectedly as i kissed him tonight. He was drifting to sleep as usual. i do not know what powered that within him. But i couldn't be happier. John was thrilled by it as well. he was at his tour during that time. He immediately cancelled all his appointments and is on his way back right now. Afterall, what can be more important than Ben? The entire family is thrilled and happy. We are even considering to throw a party on this occasion.

Extend the following text fragment into a short, captivating story.

My son and i found a dog on the street under a car. After taking the dog to the vet we got the news that the dog had a brother. We decided to adopt both of them, we couldnt separate a family. we live with 2 lovely dogs now and we are so very happy with them.

I am going to start this diary by saying that the memory I am about one of my favorite subjects, dogs. this story is hard to share because it took a lot to us to overcome our previous loss and decide to share our house with another furry friend. This happened at the street. this has happened to me so many times but this one time had a big difference ill specify later in my writing. I was walking around with my son it was sunny and a little bit windy we were eating an ice cream and sharing some jokes. All of sudden i saw a tail from underneath a car , I told my son to help me see what that was , he told me not to move and he went to look for whatver it was moving. I was so nervous because I was so sure it was an animal and it was probably hurt so I felt scared and sad at the same time. I heard my son saying something I couldnt understand followed by the winning of this tiny little white thing , it was the most beautiful thing , a tiny white ball of fur. I felt so in love and scared for him , it was a boy. my son and I took him to the vet and after he got all the shots and a full check up and we were told that he was in perfect shape we decided to took him with us to our home. we made the decission to call him Max it sounded powerful but with a lot of character just like i think his personality is. he ate so much the first 3 days it seemed like he wasnt eating much the time he spent at the streets. After 2 days we got a phonecall from the vet , they told us that they found the brother of the dog we found , we couldnt believe it , so now we didnt know what to do. We had a long conversation about separation and what damage that could do to anyone and that includes pets , so we decided to adopt the brother as well . We now live in a house with 2 lovely dogs. we instead walking alone we walk with both of them , they are so protective of us, and like to play a lot, we are so blessed we got the posibilities of taking care of them.

"It was the birth of my nephew which happened of a weekend when every body was at home. we rush my brothers wife to the hospital and she gave birth to a baby boy.". Create a small story where this is somehow significant.

It was on Sunday morning, my brothers wife woke up and wanted to go to the rest room. oh i forgot to mention she was pregnant. It was her first baby, so she has no idea. All we heard was noise from the toilet, we all rushed down there to check watsup, only to find out she broke her water bottle. we rushed her to the hospital. immediately she was taken to the labor room. it took about 30 minutes or so. the doctor came out to congratulate us that, its a boy and he will be discharge in the next 3 days. he said we could go on to check on him as soon as the nurses were done. i was so happy so see my first nephew. Some to call me uncle. When the nurses got out, I rush in to see my cousin, his eyes were close, so i count see them. he's a replica of his dad. This made me so happy. there has been deliberation on who the child would look like.

Embed the elements of 'Everyone invited to my youngest daughter's birthday part had a great time, even though it was cold. They got to play with a sugar glider and see it jump on my oldest daughter's head. My youngest daughter (the birthday girl) surprised everyone by take a few steps in-front of them.' into a short story.

My youngest child's birthday party was somewhat hard to plan. My husband was working second shift again at that time and so her party had to be on a weekend so that he should have the day off, but even that was not a promise. The weather was still cold enough at times that we knew it had to be an indoor party or we might get rained out. We ended up renting a building at one of the parks close by and decided to hold the party there. My dad and brother brought a heater over hours ahead of time so that we could warm up the building, even though the rules said we were not allowed to have a heater there, it was just too cold, so we watched it closely. My husband cooked BBQ pulled pork and shredded chicken for the guest and my mother made an amazing cake and cupcakes. The cake was a decorate rice-crispy treat and the cupcakes were chocolate, all were made to look like Minny Mouse. We noticed that we forgot a cooler for the pops but it was so cold out and there was snow on the ground still so we just set the cases of pop outside the door to the building. No reason to run back into town when nature was providing its own cooler for us. My sister and one of her friends also showed up early to help decorate. A decent amount of people showed up but we all had a good time. My mom got her sugar glider out to show people and it ended up jumping on everyone's heads. It even jumped on my oldest and she freaked out and ran into a table. After making sure she was alright we found it kind of funny since sugar gliders are not dangerous animals at all. My youngest spent most of her time crawling around the building and being passed from one person to another but right after presents were opened and people were getting ready to leave she decided to surprise everyone and took a couple of steps. It wasn't much, but it was a start. I was also impressed that my mother-in-law showed up for the party because we had invited other family members that she dose not get along with as well and she usually tires to avoid them. Thankfully there were no problems and everyone had a great time.

Here's a quick situation: 'I was unhappy with my old lifestyle as an engineer and I decided to quit it all and pack my car to move to Colorado so I can pursue my true passion which is snowboarding. I am here now and a working towards my goals as a backcountry tour guide in the mountains.'. Write a brief story around it.

Google can be an exciting place to work for, but it can also be a place where you slowly die as an individual. You may make a difference for the company with what you do, but in my case, day in and day out, I was involved in the most meaningless tasks and unappealing jobs ever. Don't get me wrong. I was making $140,000 for writing simple code and playing ping-pong with the other Google engineers. Free lunches and subsidized transportation was also lovely. But at the end of the day, I was not fulfilled. Every morning I woke up unhappy because I was working with my brain instead of my heart. I was excellent about what I was doing, but I had no passion for it. I realized that I needed to pivot and turn my passion into my career. It was not an easy decision because everyone I talked to thought it was not a good idea. But I did it anyway. I turned in my resignation letter one month ago and moved to Colorado and have made snowboarding my new life. I have been hired as a backcountry tour guide. I know my Google colleagues would be laughing with my current salary. I will get $30,000 a year plus incentives, almost five times less than what I was making at Google. And I love every minute of it.

"My daughter and I were in a car accident one morning during a very difficult time in my life. In that moment, I felt like my world was totally falling apart but ended up finding comfort in a very unlikely place. The accident was minor and we all walked away in overall good health, unlike others.". Imagine a scenario around this and write it down.

One morning about five months ago, my daughter and I had gotten into a car accident. I had already been going through a difficult time in my life. It felt like my life was crashing along with the car that day. But, I ended up finding comfort in an unlikely place: Francine. Francine is the person I wrecked with. Luckily, the accident was very minor. The cars were in pretty bad shape. But we were all unscathed. Francine and I started to talk and in the five months since, have actually gotten very close. Who would have thought that a traffice accident would have been the best thing to happen to me. But here we are, five months later and life is actually looking up. Before, I was looking down an endless hole of my life spiraling into depression. But Francine has shown me the light and we are now very close. She and I talk every day and have even gone on a few dates. My daughter even likes here too.

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I left on a morning run to find myself at a school I once attended. I wandered into the school yard and sat beneath an old tree. I rediscovered what silence means to me.

It was 9:30 in the morning. I had left my house on my usual run, about two and a half miles through the woods and hills. I still live not too far from where I grew up, only a few miles from my home. On that particular morning, I wanted to go further, take a longer route. This particular route was about five or six miles, a longer and rockier trail than I had been used to. Part of the trail touches the school yard I remember so well from being a child. I decided to cross the narrow band of woods that separates the yard from the trail and look at what had changed. The forest opens to a groomed field, grass still wet from the morning dew. It had once been a soccer field, now the goal posts fell to rot and ruin. A baseball diamond to the left, rusted chain link fence. Separating the field from the playground was once a row of trees. Only one was left now. I walked towards it, an eery feeling creeping from my stomach into my throat where it stretched and grew and enveloped my good sense. It was a June morning, and the kids had long since left on their vacation. It was absolutely quiet there, serene and haunting. My feet heavy from the trek, my motions were almost lethargic. The one tree that had been left was the one I remembered most, a place of sanctitude that I had gone to be away from the other children at recess. I seated myself in the dirt beneath its branches. I closed my eyes and listened to the sound of silence. I had felt truly alone for the first time in my life.

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I got in a fight with the owner of my building wherein he yelled at me and called me an idiot, and threatened to rip up our contract. I was very angry but we worked it out.

My event is that I got in a huge fight with the owner of the building I work in . He was angry at someone I was hanging out with, and decided that this person could no longer come over to my house. Which is a bit presumptuous if you ask me. He and the other guy yelled at each other a bit and then the owner turned to yell at me! He said I was an idiot if I hung out with that guy. I was really mad. I was so mad that the next day I refused to accept his apology, which is unlike me. I normally am a very forgiving person. But I had had enough. I vented to my friends about it the next day. The owner of the building even threatened to throw us out and break the contract we had to rent the place from him! How ridiculous, I thought. I didn't know if I wanted to stay there anymore. I do not like when people yell at me, especially men who are bigger than me. I am a petite woman. Anyway, it took about 3 days of me refusing to talk to him at all, but eventually we were able to work it out. We decided to stay in the building even though he had been a huge jerk, and we are still friends to this day. Although I will not rent anything from him again, haha. But all's well that ends well.

Take 'I took a driving trip across Canada to Niagara Falls. It was a interesting place to visit. The most any one can say bout the falls is, that is a lot of water.' as inspiration, and write a brief narrative.

I always liked driving around. Sometimes, I can drive for two hours and feel good about it. It's nice to quietly explore the scenic highways. Recently, I thought, "I have never been to Canada before. Should I visit Canada one week?" Therefore, I planned a trip driving across Canada to Niagara Falls. As I drove to Niagara Falls, the excitement built the more I drove. I stopped to eat, get gas, and sleep. Otherwise, I was on my way to Niagara Falls with no other destination in mind. After a number of hours of driving, I arrived at Niagara Falls. Niagara was an interesting place to visit. As I looked at the Falls themselves, I remember thinking to myself, "That is a lot of water." I can understand why this is such a tourist destination. The amount of water it takes to run these falls is substantial. I'm not sure a lake I live nearby has as much water, and it's considered to be a huge lake. The people here were very nice, and I got to talk to a few of them. Locals tell me that nothing compares to Niagara Falls. I agree with them.

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I found a job after being stressed and depressed for months. I also found some tools to use in order to cope with my stress and when I am depressed.

Depression really sucks, but I think I'm finally starting to get a better handle on it. I accepted a job offer two months ago and am really liking the work I do. It's very meaningful and rewarding to see all the people I can help on a daily basis. The pay also isn't too bad either. My office and coworkers are both as nice as I could have asked for too, so I'm pretty excited for the first time in a long while. I spent months and months stressed out and depressed about not having any work, so this is big. I was declined by more companies than I could count during my job search. I really started to look inward and blame myself too, which I have now learned is the wrong way to interpret the situation. Some of the online classes I've been taking have really helped me see how poor my mindset was for all those years. I really regret not getting a handle on my depression earlier. These classes are truly helping me in ways I never imagined, and I know I can translate some of what I'm learning into my daily life both personally and professionally. Any stress I might experience at work will not affect me in the ways it used to in the past. That much I know for sure! There will definitely be tough days ahead without question though, so I know I need to stay focused on getting my mind in a healthier place. With this new job helping to take my mind off the financial struggles of my life though, I think I'm going to end up being just fine!

"I went to my cousin's wedding and met a woman that was out of my league. We ended up spending a romantic night together, talking and kissing.". Narrate a short story that features this somehow.

When I think of my child leaving for college and the regret of what I should have said or done but didn't screams in my soul that my beloved daughter heads off to college in Texas. Her departure very much feels like "The End." She's excited about her new adventure. Most important is the fact that she's excited about going. You aren't doing anything wrong—this is just a normal part of growing up. Teens who are trying to find independence need to differentiate themselves from parents and family and express their own strong opinions and ideas of how things should be done. Don't conclude that your child has always hated you and that their real nature is coming out now that they're leaving for college. It's just part of the separation process and is a temporary stage of development. Don't take it to heart; it's not your child talking—it's the fear of leaving home and entering the adult world that's lashing out at you. Many parents use social media to keep track of their kids at college and ask their children to "friend" them so they can maintain contact. . Part of growing up involves facing difficult or challenging moments and finding a way through those hard times. Signs of maturity include flexibility, adaptability, and resilience, and college is the ideal time to work on these skills. But if situations escalate to the point at which they threaten your child's physical or mental health—or put them in jeopardy—step in and offer aid. But ask for permission first. You want to support your child as much as possible but not to the extent that you dismantle the initial foundation of self-sufficiency. Finding the right balance will take time, but eventually, you'll both get there.

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A police officer randomly showed up at my door thinking I was making drugs. The next day child protective services showed up throwing my life into chaos.

In the middle of the night I was quickly awoken to a lot of loud banging on my front door. Groggy as can be I stumbled down the steps to see what was going on. Three policemen were at my door. Confused, I opened the door and their barreled themselves in. They quickly grabbed my arms and threw me to the floor. I was asking them what was happened and they said they believe drugs are being made here. Shocked, I told them there wasn't. However, they didn't take my word for it. Then, my kids started to wake up and started to cry when they saw the policeman and my situation. I tried my best to calm them down, but it didn't work. After they left not finding anything, they apologized and said maybe they had the wrong house. Well, they forgot to tell child protective services this because they came over in the morning asking questions about what the police originally said. Then, they started asking my kids if they saw me do anything out of the ordinary. If many people were over, things like that. I was so upset and angry. It was a hard 3 months proving to them I did nothing wrong. Police needs to get their facts straight. I feel scarred for life!

Narrate a short, intriguing tale that revolves around: 'A driver slammed into a guard rail in front of my house. He came to a stop with a beer in his hand. I called 911.'.

Myself, my husband, and my son were out in the front yard in the summer time. I was bent over with my back facing the road pulling weeds out of the front landscaping in front of the house. My son and my husband were playing catch with the football. The ball went over the embankment so they were standing there, looking down at it. All of a sudden, I heard this big crash, I turned around and saw this old classic red convertible car with the top down come barreling down the road sideways. I realized it hit the guardrail and lost control and he was trying to regain control of the car again as it came sideways down the curved road in front of my house. My life flashed in front of my eyes and I quickly glanced around for my 1 year old son and husband, that's when I saw them by the side of the yard. I got up and ran toward them. The car skidded to a stop just before the car's tires hit the grass in my yard. The man driving the car had a stunned look on his face. My husband then yelled "he's got a beer in his hand!!". The guy then took off down the road. I ran inside the house to call 911 and report that someone was drinking and driving, hit the guard rail and almost flipped his convertible car into my yard. The cops later showed up at our house and explained they didn't find any beer in his car, but did get him for a DUI. I ended up getting subpoenaed for it a while later, but they dismissed me the day of the trial and didn't need me to testify.

The text prompt is a hint. Write a story that follows it, but keep it brief.

In a nutshell this world is more of a gray area then black or white when it comes to how the world really works. And I think most times keeping an open mind it's the way to be.

A few months ago my teenage daughter and I are having a conversation about homeless people. She told me some of her friends said that giving homeless people money is a bad idea because all they buy with your money are drugs or alcohol. Now, I had heard that myself for many years but I wanted to see if it was actually true. I took my daughter downtown, and we found a nice old man in the park who was obviously homeless and looked hungry. I gave the man $50 dollars and walked away. My daughter and I pretending but we actually watched him to see what he was going to do. He left the park and made his way the local convenience store. My heart sunk thinking that maybe society was correct about people like him. My daughter had the same expression I did which was one of shock and disappointment. After about 10 minutes we saw the man with two bags filled with different items. He was heading back to the park. What we saw next has stayed with me ever since. The man went to a family who also looked like they were homeless and falling on hard times and I watched him take food and drinks and candy out of the bag. He has some chips himself and some drinks it's set with a family for a little bit talked to them. Seeing this man take the money to help another human being touched my heart and so many ways.

"I wanted to invite all my friends over to enjoy my yard and pool, so I ended up throwing a big 4th of July party and it was a success.". Turn this into a short story in your own unique way.

3 months ago it was the hottest summer on record. I was sweating up a storm, couldnt go outside. I found little to do, I was miserable inside. But then I had an idea! I wanted my friends to come to me, I had a pool, I had a grill--we could have a fun day for once in a while on our day off! The 4th of July! So, I invited all my friends over for a big 4th of July party, and it was a massive success! There was a large turnout of almost everyone I knew. We laughed, we had fun, we ate. It was miserably hot, sure, but I had a pool to cool ourselves off! My friends brought their families, so there was a lack of space. However, we did manage to fit everyone in. I managed to at least talk to everyone once, even their kids. I wanted everyone to feel included, you know? But, yes, it was an exciting and fun day.

Can you tell a brief story around this idea: 'I attended a friend's wedding. One of the least likely of my friends to get married. I met someone at the wedding and we hit it off.'?

about 3 weeks ago it was time for a big event for someone close to me. One of my least likely friends was about to get married. Some of us have been waiting for the cermony. Some of us have been waiting for the reception and food after. Overall it was an okay event. It was nice seeing my friend finally get married. She was really excited to see how her and her partner would continue life together in marriage. She wanted to own a home and have children. I remember going to the event I wasnt a participant but I did get to experience it with everyone involved. After the ceremony it was time for the reception. It was really enjoyable to interact with everyone, getting to dance and eat food. I had a ball dancing, we all did. I even met someone who I really liked there and we hit it off. When the event was over everyone gave their goodbyes. From there I spoke with my friend one last time and then I went home.

Imagine a brief story from the details in 'I noticed knee pain and initially dismissed it. After a few weeks the pain didn't subside, so I went to two different health practitioners. They gave me a diagnosis of arthritis which put me in a bit of a depressed mood.'. Write it.

Approximately six months ago, I woke up with mild to medium pain in my knees. The pain was especially pronounced when walking up and down stairs. At first, I thought I must have overdone some recent jogging or hiking and that the pain would dissipate in a few days. However, after a couple of weeks the pain remained. I went to an acupuncturist whom I go to from time to time for pain relief, and she seemed to think it was arthritis. After seeing her, I was pretty down, thinking this knee pain was something permanent and a condition I would need to contend with for the rest of my life. I was especially grieving giving up hiking, as this is one of my favorite hobbies. I decided to get a blood test to rule out rheumatoid arthritis. The blood test came back inconclusive, so I went to see a rheumatologist. He did think the pain was due to arthritis. He said I had three options: (1) take a biologic for the symptoms, (2) get surgery or (3) or watch and wait and see how the pain is six months from now. I decided on the watch and wait method, as I thought the other two options had some significant downsides. Getting a diagnosis of arthritis has been somewhat depressing as I thought I wouldn't run into this type of health issue until my 60s, however, you never know what life has in store for you. I will see how the symptoms progress. I am specifically worried about taking biologic medicines as one of the side effects is cancer - I certainly don't want that!

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I trained hard for a Brazilian Jiu Jitsu tournament. I was very nervous leading up to my first match on the day of. I won the match with no problems and felt happy afterwards.

Last week I won my first Brazilian Jiu Jitsu match! I was so nervous about competing and I can't believe I actually won! I can't describe how amazing it felt to win! I worked so hard training for this tournament and my hard work paid off. I was so happy after winning and has motivated me to keep training in Jiu Jitsu. I believe I found something I could really be good at. The match wasn't as hard as I was expecting and I would have loved to keep competing that day. I hope I can be in another tournament. I know that I will have to train harder than ever so I can keep winning matches. I want to start a new workout routine that includes Jiu Jitsu as well as other exercises to help me with the next competition. I also want to get my diet in check so my body will be in tip top shape for competing. I still can't get over the fact that I won!! My mind keeps replaying the match and I feel silly for being so nervous. I keep trying to focus on my new training regiment but I just keep going back to the memory of the match. I am so happy that my hard work paid off and I have found something I believe I am good at. I am already counting down to my next match!

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This story is about my sisters wedding and how we got ready and enjoyed her special day together. It is about how she looked, what her wedding looked like and how I felt being a part of it.

My sister got married a several months ago. She got married right after Christmas and it was a beautiful wedding. On the morning of her wedding we got ready and had bagels. We got our hair and make up done. It was just us sisters and it was really nice talking and being together. It did not feel rushed or overwhelming. The bride was so calm. She looked so beautiful and natural. When our hair and make up was done, we left and went to her venue to get dressed. It was raining but that did not matter. All events were inside so we quickly ran in and did not let the rain bother us. I got to pick out any red dress I wanted to. I liked that we did not have to wear a specific bridesmaid dress. My sister got dressed and she looked so classic. Her dress was simple and really flattered her. When all was ready we walked down the aisle and had a fast ceremony. The place looked beautiful. It was still decorated for Christmas and just looked like a winter wonderland. The ceremony was quick and straight to the point but there were some really powerful moments. Once the ceremony was over the family took some pictures and then enjoyed cocktail hour. The food was fantastic and then once that was over we danced the night away. She had a great DJ that played music for everyone. People were on the dance floor all night. My sister looked so happy and for that I am very happy for her.

Take inspiration from 'My most memorable moment was running for an election and winning. I inevitably became the first female, the first of my party in 100 years and the youngest to ever be elected to the office that I hold. I was also privileged enough to have my father swear me into office in front of my community.' and pen down a short narrative.

My most memorable moment in my life happened about six months ago. I inevitably became the first female to ever be elected to the office that I hold. I was also the youngest. The best part was I was privileged enough to have my father swear me into the office. It was even done in front of my community. This made me the most happy woman. I am elated and I'm very proud of myself. I have several achievements. I have several awards. There is nothing I cannot try to do and aim to succeed. I am a strong powerful woman. I will go further in life. But this was the most memorable and will stand out in my head forever. I realize my jobs ahead of me will be trying. I am ready!

'I separated from my husband who divorced me. My life has gone on and I still have hope. If you're in an abusive relationship, you can get out and stay out.'. Imagine a scenario around this and write it down.

The past 3-6 months has been full of very memorable experience for me. Perhaps the most prominent one is that I separated from my husband, who a few months later, divorced me. It was very hard on me and I was depressed for a short time. I somehow was able to gain enough strength to get through Spring semester with a 4.0 GPA though. It was memorable because of the pain and heartache that I experienced, but also because of the support that I received and the strength I was able to summon up on my own. I guess I was very surprised by the fact that he was the one to file because he had told me that he would do anything to save our marriage. I left because the relationship was very toxic and verbally/emotionally abusive. We were only married for 8 months after dating for 2 year. The first surprise for me was that I had little signs or red flags that he was going to be this terrible. I saw him get upset a few times, but I justified it of course. Things always escalated quickly when he was angry. He eventually revealed to me other behaviors like punching holes in the wall, throwing things, and constantly blame shifting everything to me. I ultimately left after he was holding a knife a threatening to kill his autistic son because of how annoyed he was with him. I packed up my things while he was at work and I never came back. Even with all the harassment and stalking, I had had enough. I relied on my family and a few close friends who helped me out emotionally and with moving.

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I participated in a project presentation at work. I got selected as the best and articulate presentation. I received the a promotion as a result.

Last month I engaged in a project competition at my workplace. The competition had been arranged by the board of directors. The winner was to receive an unknown prize. We were all anxious to see the prize. I was so excited because I had done my research well. My colleagues and I made a presentation to the board of directors. We were then evaluated and amazingly, my presentation was selected as the best. I was so happy remembering when one of the directors asked a challenging question that I had not expected. I got a promotion from the top rating. I got so excited and happy that I managed to beat all my competitors. I called my family and broke the news. They were all excited and happy for me. My mother arranged a party to celebrate. I invited my friends too. I had fun and everyday I dedicate the promotion to myself and my mum who helped me research. I am still excited on getting a promotion because I never expected one.

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I went to Europe and went out later at night. I was walking through the historical square and it started snowing.

My trip to europe was fun. I went an saw many things. The main thing I liked was the long walks through the historical areas. It seemed magical that night. It was very dark and the buildings old and detailed. The oddest thing happened though. It snowed. It was late spring and it was totally abnormal. Even the locals were amazed. It made the night even better and created great shots. I took so many pictures of the architecture and snow falling. It truly made everything better and more ornate. I liked the fact that is was unexpected. It added to the whole dynamic of the scene. I will be going back.

Using the context in 'I took a vacation to the Florida Keys with my family. The drive there was long, but the area itself was beautiful.', please write a mini-narrative.

Back in April I went to the Florida Keys for the first time in my life. I drove with my family from Virginia all the way to Islamorada which took a total time of more than 16 hours over two days. We stayed in the Keys for five days before returning home. The trip did not start out well. The weather was rainy when we first left Virginia and temperatures were cool. The traffic trying to go south out of the state was terrible. The drive after that point wasn't too bad, just very long. We stopped the first night when we got to the Ocala area. We didn't have reservations for a hotel, so we had to end up staying in a shady motel. The area itself was fine but the room was old and run-down looking. The shower didn't have any hot water and we found multiple bugs in the room. Thankfully we only had to stay one night before continuing to drive to the Keys. The next day we finally got down to the Keys. One of my most memorable moments was going over one of the first bridges. There were some rain showers around, but the sun was shining and the water was a beautiful, bright turquoise color. The hotel we had booked was much better than the motel we had stayed in and even had a small beach at it. We spent most of our time checking out the local beaches and going snorkeling on the jetties and reefs in the area. All in all, I really enjoyed my time in the Florida Keys and the time I got to spend with my family. I would definitely recommend the area to others who are thinking of visiting.

From this brief statement: "I went for a bike ride and had to cross a bridge with an intersection after it. There were children on the bridge so it was difficult. The people biking in the other direction were mad I made a left turn without signalling.", create a short narrative.

I ride my bike all the time but this time was different. I had to cross the main bridge over the river. It was packed with many children on it. It seemed oddly packed for the time of day. I tried to get across in a fast pace, but it seemed like it took forever, so many different people. And small kids can move in any direction very fast. Once I made it over the bridge, I needed to go left at the intersection. I knew I made a bad call when I didn't signal. The other bikers were expecting me to signal, but I didn't do it. At the time it just slipped my mind but I regret it now. I am a person that can often get mad when other bikers never do it themselves. I was one that didn't. In the future I will change my ways. I feel the many kids on the bridge didn't help matters. I feel they got in the way of my normal proper thinking.

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My ex girlfriend contacted me 15 years later after we broke up. We met for drinks and food. Then we kissed but decided not to take it any further.

So my ex girlfriend contacted me on Facebook last month. I haven't talked to her in about 15 years prior. It really took me by surprise because I never knew what happened to her after we went our separate ways. I did always think of her though. So, she wrote me a really casual message saying hey, how are you. We made some small talk for a while. Then she told me she would be coming down to Florida and wanted to see me. I was really surprised by that, but I saw no reason we couldn't get together as friends. So we made plans to have dinner and drinks to catch up. I was so nervous because it's been so long. I actually started to get some of those old feelings back. She was my first love after all. So it was Friday night and we met at the bar in Chili's. When I saw her my heart was beating so fast. We hugged and ordered some drinks and food. She seemed nervous too, but we ended up having such a fun conversation. We talked about old times, but more so what we have done with our lives. She was really proud of who I am today, because I used to be such a punk. When it was time to leave she kissed me and said she missed me. That kiss felt so good, but we didn't take it any further than that as we are both in relationships.

Transform this idea into a brief narrative: 'I helped my brother move into college and the experience was nostalgic to me because I remembered moving myself 11 years ago. He had a fun time decorating his dorm, which is something that I didn't really do when I moved.'.

About 3 months ago I helped my younger brother move into college. To me it was a memorable experience because I thought about when I moved into college 11 years ago. I remember driving down there with him and our parents and the whole process just brought back a lot of memories. It started with helping load the car with his things and carrying everything up to his dorm room. There were hundreds of students moving in and the campus yard was huge. Looking at the dorm room itself was especially nostalgic because of the double beds and the desk that looked exactly like the one I had in college. I felt like my brother was more creative with decorating than I was because he wanted to hand lights above his bed and put up nice pictures. My mother was being how she always is with making sure that everything was in order and asking him if he had everything he needed along with helping him make his bed and put away his stuff. He had this really fluffy white rug beside his bed and his bed sheets and comforter looked really comfortable. He also had a "bed in a suitcase" thing that I didn't have when I moved into college. I helped him hang his lights and even took a photo and kept comparing how it was for me moving into college and how my process wasn't as big due to the fact that the school I attended was smaller and there weren't as many students. It was weird leaving because he didn't seem like he would be homesick and he was ready to just start doing what he needs to do without us around. I felt really old and like I was the parent, which is why it was so weird. I even remember my mother saying that if he needs things he will have to go to the store himself, which is the first step to independence because I remember myself when I moved and needed to walk to the store. It was funny to me when he asked my mother to take him to the store to get stuff before we left and she said no because she wants him to learn to do that stuff on his own. The whole experience was just nostalgic to me, which is why is was memorable.

'We traveled to D.C to drop off my friend at the airport about a month ago. We ended up getting lost in a parking garage.'. Let's hear a short tale that involves this.

About a month ago my husband I traveled to Washington D.C. We had my best friend with me and were dropping him off at the airport near D.C. We left early so we could walk around D.C and enjoy the sights. Little did we know how long the metro ride was from where we were going to which was near the Airport to all the sights of D.C. It was a half hour away. We had been driving all day and were ready to park. The first parking garage we pulled into wanted to charge us $20 to park. We had only planned to be in the city for a few hours and not all day. So we ended up leaving that parking garage and found another one. The funny thing about this parking garage is that is was so huge we literally got lost in the parking garage for about 20 minutes. At first it was frustrating, then it became maddening, and then it was just hilarious. You think of all things to lost in, the last would be a parking garage. Eventually, we found a parking spot. Way at the bottom of the parking garage. I can easily say it will be a long time before we venture back out to D.C.

'I met my friend for lunch at a local casino, We both had a great amount of luck and left quite well off for the short time we were there.'. Weave this into a short and engaging tale.

I can't stop thinking about going to Raindance Casino with Gary, even though it was seven weeks ago. So I just want to write down everything I can remember about it, for my journal. We were meeting for lunch there. We went to the buffet, which was awesome. It really is the best buffet I have ever seen. There were two different types of chicken, and both were excellent. I see why he eats there all the time. So then, normally he would go play blackjack. But he took me around the casino and showed me all the stuff going on. I thought it was hilarious to see everyone being so intense. I can't believe I won at roulette! I just wanted to try it! It seems like the best strategy is to bet it all at once on the even odds. So I bet all $50 on black and won! Then I watched Gary play blackjack for a while, and then I just walked around and looked at everything and watched the people. Some homeless-looking guy won a big payout from a slot machine. The slots were just crazy! There were all kinds of people at the slots. There was a guy in a suit that looked like an attorney or something. And it seemed like there were so many people that worked there that were just running back and forth incredibly busy. It was like a shopping mall except there was something nuts about it! It really was exciting. Then I met up with Gary again, and he'd won a couple hundred dollars so he was happy. Even the cashing out experience was so funny, like being in a movie. I don't know if I want to go again, though.

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I won my first amateur boxing match in Wisconsin. I whupped the other guy's ass pretty bad. It was great.

My favorite memory is my first amateur boxing match. It took place in River Falls, WI in a small hockey arena. It was July 27th, the middle of summer. It was hot as hell. My team was from MN. We were one of the first teams that arrived. I made weight at 166 lbs. I was geared up and ready for war. I was ready to tear everybody's head off from the other teams. I was mean mugging everyone like a motherfucker. I didn't care who they were or where they were from I was just ready to catch a body. I was fighting a guy from their local boxing gym. He already had one fight under his belt, a victory. I gave him his first loss. The fight went all three rounds. I busted his nose and lip open. He was leaking on me like a faucet. By the end of the fight my left arm was drenched in his blood. It was fucking awesome

Narrate a short, intriguing tale that revolves around: "I was informed that due to my weight, I was unable to have a needed surgery. I have made a commitment to lose the weight in order to be healthy.".

A few years ago I was rather overweight. Some might have called me obese. I dreaded weighing myself for any reason but I needed to see a doctor since I had a problem with my gallbladder. The doctor said I needed surgery but couldn't get it. It wasn't painful at the time, but it steadily grew more painful. Somehow, that was my key. I broke down one night and decided to get my weight in check. Soon, I started going to the gym. It was pretty scary at first, but the regulars there only encouraged me. It was wonderful, and they helped me get into a weight loss routine. I started jogging with them as well as use the treadmills. I actually made some fitness friends along the way. Mind you, I still needed this minor surgery to be done. I still felt it from time to time. I lost over 100 pounds in the course of a year and a half, and I was able to go back to my doctor. They seemed really impressed that I took initiative and I was able to get the surgery.

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I financed my first car after my very first car that I bought finally bit the dust. The car now has to be refinanced because of a crooked dealer.

About three months ago I had a life changing experience. I financed my first car. My very first car that I got when I was 16 was 1995 Toyota Camry. The price tag was a whooping three hundred dollars, all of which was paid in cash by me. That car lasted three solid years. In those three years I changed the oil once. Yes, you read that right, one time. The car was amazing. All of this back story was to lead us here. The day my first car died was a tragic one. I didn't know what to do. I had no money for a down payment. I had barely any credit history (we're talking less than a month). I decided to go to Snap and Drive and boy did they screw me over. That place sucks! An interest rate of 20. 99%? On a car!?!? That is ridiculous. Not only did I finance my first car I am not looking into how I can refinance my first car. Please someone teach me how to be an adult. This sucks.

From this brief statement: "I was the Maid of Honor in my best friend's wedding. I stood by her and watched her marry her husband.", create a short narrative.

Recently, I was the Maid of Honor in my best friend's wedding. This was a very important day. I had never been in a wedding, let alone the Maid of Honor. I had a lot of responsibilities and was very nervous about walking down the aisle. I know that everyone is looking at the bride but I was still anxious about having eyes on me even for a few seconds. We started our day early in the morning with coffee and hair and makeup. We got our hair and makeup done by professionals and it felt very special. My best friend and I chatted about how today was going to be life-changing. I was super excited for her and her husband-to-be. The time came for the ceremony and I walked down the aisle before my best friend. I watched her walk down and had to hold back tears and ugly crying. I took her bouquet when she took the hand of her soon to be future husband. I listened to their vows and I remember how happy they both were. The time came to exchange rings and say "I do." I handed her her new husband's wedding band and it was a very special moment for all of us. It was the most beautiful wedding I have ever been to.

Craft a mini-tale where "I missed my flight back to New York from Vancouver. I didn't have enough money to buy a new ticket. A kindly airport employee helped me find a flight back home." plays a vital role.

One of the most memorable things that happened to me recently was when I missed my flight to the airport. I was flying from Vancouver, Canada back to my hometown in New York. I was in Vancouver for a Spring internship that lasted four months. So needless to say, I was carrying a lot of stuff. I had two enormous suitcases and my carry-on backpack. Unfortunately, for me, I woke up late on the day of my flight. My flight was scheduled to leave at 6 am. I woke up at four-thirty and raced to the airport. Nonetheless, it was too late. I was stranded. I had already spent most of my money on rent and food during the internship. I didn't have a credit card, only a debit card with a purchase limit of $100 and $40 in cash. This was not enough to pay a new flight back to New York. I was sure that I was going to have to spend the night at the airport until I could get a hold of my parents. I told my story to a West Jet agent, I'll call Mike. Mike was a godsend. He spoke to his supervisor and pulled some strings to get me on the next flight back to NYC. I only paid $50 for the extremely discounted ticket. I was so happy and grateful. That was one of the few times in my life that I've seen someone truly go out of their way to help someone in need.

'I went to the casino to eat for a special St. Patrick's Day meal. I leave with winning almost 10,000.'. Can you condense that into a brief narrative?

It was St. Patrick's Day and my friend and I had nothing better to do for the night. We decided to have a little fun and go to the casino. My friend had never been to one before so I thought it would be fun to show her the ropes. I had been there all the time, ever since I was a teen. My parents love to go to the casinos so I would tag along with them back then. We both thought we'd have some fun gambling our money away instead of getting drunk at a bar. So, we get to the casino and find some slot machines to put some money in. We spent a few hours just letting the machines eat our coins up. We weren't winning anything at all. After that, we got some food at the restaurant inside the casino and decided we would continue with the slots. There has to be a winner sometime soon, right? No sooner than I put my first coin in, I realized I had won! And not just a small chunk of change, either. I won $10,000! As you can imagine, I did get a lot of jokes about the luck of the Irish being with me all night long, even though I'm not Irish. I did end up giving my friend some of the money because she was a good sport about coming to the casino with me. It turned out to be a fun night after all!

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My dad passed away four months ago. I was there for all of it. It was horrific and I would give anything to change it.

me and family was living in the same home. our home is detached home, my parents were became old. they can't able to look after their needs. so i have to look over them. they are stayed with me. few moths ago my father have illness. so i took him to hospital. treatment was going. but doctor said its very difficult to save him. his heart stopped its function 80%. so it was difficult to save him. we all felt very bad about my dad health. for one week my dad was in hospital. we all never sleep and eat at all. it was very horrible. one day he passed away. it hurts a lot. we felt very bad. i would give anything to change it.

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I went on a tour of New York City with my relatives. We had a great time touring the city. We experienced a lot of exciting moments and will forever remember this day.

The most memorable and recent event that I can remember that happened to me was when we took a trip to New York City. I was excited and looking forward to the event. I was with my niece, my sister and my significant other. We took a car going in the city and the car ride in itself was fun. We got to see a lot of people, shops and interesting city life along the way. When we got to Times Square, we took a lot of pictures. There were again, we were surprised at the sea of of people. People from all over the world. I could hear different languages spoken everywhere. We also get to see a group of Eagle Scouts from Germany chanting the Eagle Scout pledge in German. I could hear faint whispers of Japanese. And on the other side of the street you can hear a group of friends talking in Korean. We started trekking the whole street of Times Square. There were a lot of tourist-y shops around. We went inside a shop that was filled with a lot of young tourists. We were curious so we went in and checked it out. It was a shop called BTS21. They was a lot of cute stuffed toys, apparel and cute knick knacks that appeal to young people. My niece was so excited that she bought a lot of stuffed toys. I tried to calm myself down in order not to spend a lot in the store. When we have filled ourselves with cuteness overload, we stopped by a hotdog stand and got ourselves hotdogs. New York natives call this dirty dogs. I was curious as to how it got it's nickname. It turns out the hotdogs are cooked in a vat of hot water with some seasonings and stays in there until a customer buys one. It gets scooped up from the hot vat of water, put in a bun and gets added with either ketchup or mustard. It was a fun experience for me,

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Before six months, I was participated in a photography contest. To give my best, I went to Western Ghats of South Indian forests. After that beautiful moments, my photographs were elected to first prize by juries of contest.

Basically I am a Wildlife photographer and also adventurer. I have well knowledge in professional photography. My friends appreciated me by my innovative photographs. Many times I participated and awarded in my college photography competition. Before six months, State level wild life photography contest announced by a nonprofit organization. I had been chosen Indian forests as location of photoshoot. After few days I started to study about weather condition ,plants and animals lived in Indian forests with the help of Google and Television. In India,Especially I had chosen Western Ghats in South India. I traveled to India. I stayed 10 days in that location. Daily I took my equipment and went to forest with the help of local forest guard. and I captured beautiful natural elements . Such long rivers, big mountains and .Animals such as Tigers, Elephants, Bears and also variety of birds. After those beautiful days, I returned America. and submitted my photographs to juries of contest. There was heavy competition. I feared slightly. I had lot of confidence on my photographs. One day morning, I was checking my inbox . I got a mail from committee who were organizing photography contest. Yes I succeeded. My photos were selected for first prize. The first prize was 15000 dollars. I just surprised . I was very happy .

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Basically I lost all my money playing automated roulette. It caused me to stop playing roulette altogether.

Four months ago I went to Las Vegas to gamble. I always have a good time in Vegas gambling. I played roulette as this is my game of choice. I usually have good luck playing this game. I had a budget in mind to gamble. I got on a winning streak and decided to go over it. That was a bad decision. I started to lose. I kept thinking I will end up winning again on the next round. I didn't. I ended up losing all of the money I had budgeted to gamble with plus alot more. This was the end of me playing roulette. I have promised myself I will never gamble again. At lease I wont be playing roulette ever again. I am really sad about this decision as I loved playing roulette but it evidenty is not a game for me.

Embed this statement in a short narrative: 'I developed a sudden severe pain, enduring it for many hours - decided to go to the ER after worrying it could be very serious (such as a stroke) and was given the all clear. I fully recuperated and was given medicine, and the healing was rather quick.'.

It happened 2 months ago, at the evening time on Wednesday. I discovered i was having cold which i did not really take too serious. This cold was not the normal cold the whether could have caused. I skipped that day hoping the next day gonna be better. On the next day i woke up strong and healthy. Before noon, I developed a sudden and a strange severe pain, which i never expected that could happen due to my health condition. I endure this pain for many hours, Later that day i decided to go to the ER after worrying it could be very serious. I went straight to see our family doctor fortunately, I met him on a good condition, He attended to me. I explained to him exactly how i was feeling and from my explanation he could figure out what could be happening. I sense this could be a stroke and was given the all clear. I was placed on medication and was given medicine. I left and started using this pills and a change begin to happen the next day. I felt so clear that i will be fine as my body was responding to treatment. though out the week i took this medication so serious and after all i became better. I was so surprise been so getting better so quick because something similar to this happen to someone i know that took him many month to get recover from it. but my was so surprise and feel happy that i could get fit back again.

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I went to a club on the first night of vacation with my friends. I met a handsome dude at a club. I drop the handsome dude off home and he asks me to be his side-girlfriend.

About 4 months ago I was on Spring Break with some girlfriends. We had a great day at the beach and then decided to go for a couple of drinks. The restaurant bar was pretty busy and noisy, but we couldn't help noticing a really cute group of guys sitting at the next table. After about a half hour one of them came over to ask if we wanted to join them for drinks. We did. I found myself seated next to this really cute guy a bit older than me with dark brown hair. We started talking and it turned out that we had some friends in common. We also lived in the same neigbourhood. He seemed really friendly and had a great sense of humour, which is a real plus for me. After a couple of hours of chatting it was time to leave. I had my car with me and my friends all seemed to have paired off with the other guys at the table. I decided to offer this guy a lift home even though it was a bit out of character for me. He quickly agreed and we walked to my car chatting along the way. When we were about two blocks from his apartment he turned off the car radio and said he had to ask me something. I thought that he was going to ask me out. Instead, he told me that he lived with his girlfriend and that they had been together since high school. He said that things were good between them, but that he was looking for "a bit more". He asked me if I would consider being his girlfriend "on the side." I asked him exactly what that meant. He gave me a cocky smile and said "you know." I told him that was not my style and pulled up in front of his building. He told me that he was sorry to hear that I felt that way and had thought we hit it off. I didn't answer him and he got out of the car. It's been four months and I often find myself thinking of him and driving past his apartment building. I wonder if I made a mistake?

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My sister-in-law died a few weeks ago following an illness. She stopped treatment and entered into hospice.

A few weeks ago, my sister-in-law passed away following a battle with cancer. To say that it was painful for me was an understatement. It was sad to see her wither away and suffer, knowing that there was going to be no happy ending. She tried, but she could no longer do the things that she enjoyed and was restricted by her disease. I felt devastated when I found out that she was stopping treatment and entering hospice. That decision is so final that it is heartbreaking. I felt so sad for her children and grandchildren, who I know she loved the most in the world. She passed away on a Monday and was gone. At the time of her death, it was hard to even recognize her. She didn't look like the smiling, loving woman I see in my mind. Cancer took everything from her and that's why I hate it. At times, my grief is overwhelming, and at other times, I remember the memories and all the good times that we have shared. My sister-in-law taught me that nothing is more important than family. That is how she lived her life always. My kids loved her because she loved them and always let them know that they were important.

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I went on a first date with new guy. He was nervous and spilled his water. But, in the end we both had a good time.

I went on a first date with a new guy. We met online, on a popular dating app. We had been communicating regularly for about a month before I agreed to go out on a date with him. It had been a while since I had been on a date. I think I thought I would be nervous. However, I remember when I arrived to the restaurant, all of my nervousness dissipated. Anyways, the conversation seemed to flow relatively well. He made me laugh a lot, which is important to me. We talked about typical first date topics - work, hobbies, goals, current events, etc. At one point, he spilled some of his water onto the table. He seemed to be a bit nervous. The level of his nervousness surprised me, but we both immediately laughed about to lighten the mood. All in all, I had a very nice time. He let me know that he had had a great time as well. The end.

Imagine a brief story from the details in "A, now adult, decides to rediscover their love for a sport that once consumed their life during their teenage years. It deals with making a painful decision and then living with that decision and feeling guilty.". Write it.

A month ago, I rediscover my love of a sport that I enjoyed as a teenager. It was the sport of chess. I decided to play online to get my skills back in shape. I won a few matches at first. I lost a few later. I finally got good enough to compete in championships. I had a hard time getting to the top but I got to the final round. I faced off against a very smart person. The match lasted a few hours. The moves took minutes to make. I finally beat him and got the trophy. I was very proud of myself for winning this match. I hope I can continue my streak going. I will get better at chess. I hope somebody will give me a greater challenge.

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This story highlights my personal journey in discovery of the body''s innate detoxification processes, and how to overcome blocks to detoxification.

Dear Diary,A couple months ago I started something crazy. I saw an ad for some detox tea on the tv and decided to order it. It took a couple days to get here and I was really worried that I was just wasting my time and money. Still my curiosity got the best of me and I decided to try it. It tasted awful, like seriously, the worst thing I have ever purposely drank. At first I really didn't see anything happening, other than excessive use of the bathroom. But after two or three days and around ten pound of bad stuff being removed from my body I began to believe it was actually working. It worked really well for like two weeks, and then it wasn't really doing anything anymore. This kind of disappointed me but I was determined to keep going, and keep getting my body healthier. So a month ago I started a different way, I started getting more sun, and eating more raw foods. I went on walks, and just tried to let my body detoxify as naturally as possible. It helped a lot, After a week or so of that I began to lose weight and could feel myself becoming stronger. It has been a wild ride. From things I never thought about to becoming a crazy important part of my life. But I am happy that It has because I don't think i could be the person I am today without this journey.

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My laptop was stolen in Delhi. A stranger helped me find a new one in the city. It ended up being a great adventure.

I was in Delhi for the first time and my laptop was stolen out of my backpack. I used my laptop for work so I was very devastated. I called my friend in the US. I asked if they could ship me a replacement. It was going to take several weeks. While I was sulking in my hotel, a complete stranger overheard the problem I was having. He offered to help my find a replacement. He and I spent the entire day wandering the city. We went to different shops all over Delhi. We visited the largest computer center in Delhi. There were people selling all kinds of Electronics. I was able to find a new laptop for a reasonable price. I ended up with one hell of an adventure out of it. I was so happy to have a new laptop. I didnt care that my previous one had been stolen from me.

Try to include 'I invited my friend and his girlfriend to Martha's Vineyard. We saw some llamas, ate some good food, and relaxed on the beach.' in your short storytelling.

In August, my mom and I took my best friend and his girlfriend on a nice day trip. We had all decided on going to Martha's Vineyard to site see and enjoy some time at the beach. We arrived at the ferry around 9 in the morning which was an event in and of itself with how long it took to get there. It was a nice leisurely boat ride to the island. Once we got there we went around and explored the first city. It was pretty, if a bit crowded. We ate some ice cream and then decided on going to see some llamas. We took a bus ride to the llama farm and went in to see them. They were incredibly adorable, though I was expecting that. My friend and his girlfriend ended up buying a couple of shirts for themselves to commemorate the occasion. We headed back into to town to get something to eat before heading to the beach. We ended up getting some extremely good fish and chips at a pretty good restaurant. It was kind of overpriced but what ever. After this we headed over to the beach to get some sun. We stayed at the beach for a couple of hours and then decided to head on back home. It was overall a pretty great day.

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For a long time, I wanted to learn how to kayak. Three months ago, my dream came true, and I learned how to kayak at a local park. I was so happy.

For years, I have wanted to learn how to row a kayak successfully. But, I have been too afraid to do so. Three months ago, I finally got brave, and went to the local park and went to the pond. At the Gathering Place's pond, a worker helped me get fitted for a life vest and kayak. I was given some basic rowing instructions. Then, I was able to sit down in the kayak. And, I was off. I didn't know how to row well, at first. So, I promptly rowed myself into the pond's edge - the weeds. I guided the paddles backwards, and I was free to explore the five acre pond. I learned how to row the paddles correctly, and I was amazed at how fast I could go. I was so happy, I could feel my legs tighten and arms heavy, but I knew I was getting a good workout. After 60 minutes, I decided to take the kayak back to the boathouse. I was hot and tired, but satisfied I did so well. When I returned the building, a dock worker helped me get out of the kayak. I stood up, and then took my lifejacket off. I was so happy, I learned how to kayak.

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I went on a bike ride with my husband and found a cell phone. I returned the phone and found out it belonged to an elderly lady who had pictures of her late husband on it.

A few weeks ago I went on a bike ride in the park with my husband. We were riding along the different trails and having a good time when we decided to stop at one of the benches and take a rest. We were sitting and talking when I saw something shiny sticking out of the leaves on the ground next to me. I reached down and found a cell phone that must have fallen out of someone's pocket. I picked it up and tried to turn the phone on but it was locked. I figured I could drop it off later at the office in the front of the park and tell them where I found it in case the owner comes back looking for it. We finished up our trail and decided to leave. As we were heading to the office to drop off the phone we saw an older lady also going into the office. When we went inside I overheard her asking the park ranger abut her lost phone. We told her we found it and she was very grateful. She explained that her husband had recently passed away and the phone was full of pictures of the two of them together. She would have been heartbroken to lose all those pictures. They were irreplaceable and meant the world to her. She thanked us profusely and we explained that we were happy to help. She even unlocked the phone and showed us some of her pictures.

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I attended my cousin's wedding and experienced a range of emotions as a result. There were a few events in particular that triggered past sadness in me.

A few months ago I attended my youngest cousin's wedding. It was a nice ceremony for her and her high school sweetheart, and I'm glad I was able to clear my schedule to attend. I missed her older sister's wedding which by design was essentially the same ceremony, staged in the same location and using the same exact decor and themes. As such, I felt I very much needed to make sure I at least attended one of the two. It was nice to see all my family members and I grew a little closer to a few of them. As one of the older cousins, I was proud to see how much my younger cousins have grown into young adulthood. They're certainly hitting typical life milestones faster than I am, though that's not a notable point of insecurity for me. What really struck me most profoundly is the sense of loneliness and deep-seated personal insistence on sadness I feel at events like this. They're obviously supposed to joyous occasions but I have a really difficult time experiencing those feelings in such a setting. Perhaps it's because the last family wedding I attended was my sister's back in 2012, a time when both my parents were still alive. The feelings of sadness I get at events like this can be best described almost as if I'm mourning the fact that this type of event is in my past and has passed me by. That because my parents are no longer around I'm always destined to have a radically different experience should I ever have a full on wedding celebration, that events like these, as typical and average as they may be, are completely out of reach for me. I was struck by a certain moment, when my uncle co-opted a wedding practice my dad and my sister pioneered at least in the context of our family; the montage dance sequence. It was a bit upsetting to see someone else do the thing that serves as a very unique and fond memory for me and my sister. It felt contrived and opportunistic and after witnessing it I had a minor breakdown and had to leave the venue to catch my breath and dry a few tears.

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A friend that I met on the internet came to visit my hometown. We meshed surprisingly well and had a good time!

Last month I had a friend come visit that I had never seen before. We had talked on the internet quite a bit, and even shared pictures with each other but we'd never actually seen each other in real life. We'd talked on the phone, but that doesn't really show what a person is like. I was really nervous and had the whole thing planned out in my head how it would go. Of course, it didn't happen exactly as I planned. Luckily, it still went really well. My friend plans on moving to the area and being able to hang out with him for a few days really put my mind at ease. He looked just like his pictures and sounded just like he did on the phone, so I wasn't shocked or disappointed. He was actually much calmer in real life and I think our personalities meshed quite well. He brought along his dog that was even cuter than expected. I showed him around our area and he was surprised to see a lack of trees, but ultimately things were very similar to his hometown. He's from a large metro area and I'm from a smaller town, with lots of rural suburbs. The cost of housing surprised him and I thought for sure he would be disappointed by our lack of food choices, but he seemed relatively impressed. We ate at a few restaurants that I hadn't tried since I don't get out of the house much. I'm looking forward to having a friend close by, as most of my friends live across the country from me so we don't get to see each other often.

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My family and I moved over the summer and bought our first property. It is a difficult and stressful process but there has been so much good to come out of it. There is always going to be an end to the moving and then the good stuff can happen!

Dear Diary,Since moving to San Francisco 12 weeks ago, life has been SOOO busy! It seems like John and I have been busy moving in boxes to the house for weeks! Why do we have sooo much stuff? We didn't even have that much room at our old apartment! It seems like the kids are adjusting to their new school! They have been making lots of friends. They like their teachers too! Starting work has been a bit stressful for me though. It is hard to adjust to the new office, and all the new co-workers. I hope I can make some new friends soon. Even through all the stress of moving to a new place, I know it was a good decision. San Francisco is a gorgeous city. I love to take trips to the beach and watch the seals play together. I can't wait till more good things happen! Talk to you soon! Theresa

"My sons, myself, and my boyfriend went to Cape Cod for vacation. We had a fabulous time biking Martha's Vineyard and visiting lighthouses.". Please narrate a quick story that connects with this.

My two sons, my boyfriend, and I took a trip to Cape Cod this past May for a vacation. It was the first time that my boyfriend had traveled with my boys. We've been together for 2 years, and he really gets along well with my boys. But still, I was a little nervous about how it would go. I am pleased to say it went really well. We rented a house to stay for the week that we were there. It was nice because we could cook our meals right there. We were also able to rent bikes. We went on a number of bike rides throughout the area. My boyfriend took the boys on a few rides just the 3 of them as well, which was really nice. Little did I know, they were also planning a surprise for me. We did a beautiful tour of lighthouses by sunset. Lighthouses are something I really like to see. As we were watching the sun set, my boyfriend dropped down on one knee to propose! And he had my sons read a poem to me. It was sooo sweet that he included them. Of course, I said yes. Wow, what an amazing trip!

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This past year, I was able to be with my grandma as she was dying. I was able to visit her in the nursing homes she was moved around to and witness her mind slipping away. The month of April 2019, I was with my grandma, for the last time and was able to be there as she took her last breath.

Dear Diary,It was a tough time for our family to see such a thing like this. We did not expect she would have left us yet. i guess you can't really prepare for it right. I know she is in a better place. I hope at least. Our family is now left to pick up the pieces. It's time for us to move on and proceed to the next level of our lives. We can go at anytime so we might as well mourn and get up and move. It's going to be an adjustment. We will however move on from this. One thing I must say though. Live your life to your maximum potential. no matter what. Life is short. Help who you can and pretty much move on from it. We have a purpose in life and try your hardest to find it.

Narrate a short, intriguing tale that revolves around: 'I was not prepared for my father's death. I miss him, and see him things I do. His death was surprising, and left me with feelings at random times.'.

My father passed after surgery in a car accident recently. He was so relatively young, very healthy. His death came as a very large surprise and shock. He was energetic, full of life, and working on a project at the time. He had no disease, healthy as a horse. Death was far from all of our minds. Him being instantly gone from our lives left an enormous void. I think of his passing often. We're told, "He'd want you to be happy", but the truth is-it's a huge part of your heart ripped out suddenly. I feel the loss every time I see the fences we built as children, the landscaping he did when he was at home, or read a familiar topic from an author he liked. I think of him when I am cooking, and notice the ingredients he loved, or imagine his calm voice in a discussion of current events. It will take time to heal. I wasn't prepared, nor do I think I will ever be ready for people in my life to die. I had read and seen death, but mentally, everyone close was protected, immune, and I foolishly told myself "it won't happen to me". There's so much more I would have said, time I would have spent, if I were preparedDeath takes so much energy, and I still have to learn to accept it, and love those in my life while they are here.

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How our bodies give us signs of distress and why we should not ignore them. How my husband ended up having open heart surgery.

My husband had been having issues but he did not seem to notice it at all. He seemed to just stop and take a deep breath. He did this so often that it almost appeared normal to him. When he was asked about it he just shrugged it off saying he was just a bit winded. He went to the doctor for a yearly physical and did not mention this issue. however I was in the room with him and I told the doctor that the neighbors as well as myself thought it was not normal to breath like he was. So, the doctor suggested that he have a stress test. This started the whole process..After this test we had another. This time an angiogram. The angiogram indicated there were several blockages in his arteries. His heart was not getting the oxygen it needed to be functioning properly. This took us to a heart surgeon. The surgeon admitted him immediately for open heart surgery. The stress test led to another to another test and actually ended up in surgery. Had I not said anything to the doctor my husband could have had a heart attack and been much worse off.

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My long backed dog was suddenly paralyzed one morning. My horrible vet said to just kill him. But, he's almost completely fine now.

I have a dackel/wiener-dog. I woke up to him paralyzed one morning. So, took him to the vet, as one does, and she told me to "put him down. he won't have a good life. He'll never get better. etc" since I could not afford the over 10k for back surgery. Went home, cried about it, thought about it, looked up paralyzed dog forums all night long. It was a pretty bad night. Not only that, but the paralysis was very sudden. The night before, he was limping just a little bit. I thought that he'd stepped on something outside during our walk. The day of the incident, other than not being able to move his back legs, he was happy and fine. So, I went back and told her that no, I was going to try. Somehow got him on steroids, did crate-rest with him and did laser treatments. Though, I was told by her that "This won't make a difference. He'll get urine scald. He'll just suffer." My vet really knows how to depress the hell out of me, I might say. So, I purchased bed wetting pads and barrier spray for his belly online. He was happy to be home and I was just worried about the future. I did not know if what I was doing was going to make a difference. I was also worried about the money, since, maybe I should have just used it to kill him and have him cremated? I cried a LOT and barely ate for a week. And? He got better.

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I got a job offer unexpectedly. The location, skills and pay were as I dreamed. The culture is good. They trained and allowed me to learn. They gave me a lot of time.

Getting recruited to my current employer was a surprise for me. I was working as a contractor in a different state and a consultant called if to understand I am interested. I said yes casually. He followed up and tried to arrange for interview. I traveled for in-person interviews twice in that month and it was difficult to stay away from work and to be away at office. Some colleagues and boss were suspecting that I was looking out. I had tough time scheduling an interview. HR has already changed 2 dates. Finally, I found a random date and I was expected to attend in person. Due to my schedule, the company allowed me to take it through screen sharing. It worked well. I did not like one of the interviewer's style. The consultant explained me the miscommunication and got the recruiter talk to me. Then, it was a smooth affair. It a surprising development, it is in destiny.

Embed this statement in a short narrative: "I traveled by plane with my pet turtle. He had mixed feelings about the trip. Every human he met loved him.".

I traveled cross country with my turtle, via airplane. It was a great move across the entire country, I was basically uprooting my entire life and replanting in a brand new state. So, of course, I had to bring my turtley son along with. I put him into a shoebox with some airholes and a towel to keep him comfy. He wasn't happy about his travel arrangements, though, and kept trying to dig his way out. Poor guy. Sorry lil buddy. He did get to meet the TSA, who allowed him to bypass the x ray machine. (I was worried about health effects for my boy!) But they had to check his box, and insisted on swabbing it for explosives. Or maybe drugs? They found none, of course, except the ADDICTIVE AND EXPLOSIVELY CUTE personality of my turt. He charmed the TSA instantly and though they finished swabbing within a minute, they spent five or six cooing over my boy. Once in the terminal, he continued to charm my fellow passengers, and got a lot of pets. The rest of the trip was less eventful. He'd attempt to burrow his way out every once in a while, but I let him peek out whenever I was sitting between flights, and the new sights and smells seemed to satisfy some curiosity. It was only when the box was closed that he tried to dig his way to freedom. Once we got to our new home, he sulked in a corner of his tank for a week. But he quickly returned to his good natured, turtley self once he realized there was a whole new world to explore now just outside! This is going to be his home for years to come. He's hopefully never going to have to travel by plane again, and I think he's more than okay with that.

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I retold my story of experiencing love at first sight. Unfortunately, it was at the wrong time in both of our lives and ended too soon.

I met a guy a few months ago that I really started to like. Even on our first date, I could tell he was special and that we got a long in a way that I really didn't with anyone else. I could see myself actually marrying this guy and I'd only known him for a few minutes. I thought to myself on our first date: "This is what love at first sight feels like." We had one more magical date and then he moved back home to Los Angeles. I still think about him all the time and it's been two whole months. He thinks about me as well and feels the exact same way. I just bought a house in North Carolina. I can't leave and I won't for a new relationship. I know that it won't last long distance and it hurts. I feel like you only meet people like this once in a lifetime. I'm worried that this is my first and last time meeting a soulmate. I'm hopeful that one day we'll meet again. But for now, I'm not completely sure it will work out. He's told me that he could fall in love with me. And honestly, I could fall in love with him also. That's what I want as well.

Here is your writing prompt: 'it happens my boss just hated me for no reason.he does not like me be a surgeon. any contribution of mine is been rejected.'. Turn it into a quick story.

i am a surgeon. i perform operations. i believe in saving life .i want to be part of the solutions not the problem. so i became a surgeon and transferred to a teaching hospital. my boss at the hospital just hated me with passion. for no reason i felt so sad. i wanted been part of the solution but my professor in charge was against me in all way. but i was not prefered by himdespite i knew what i was doing in this field of endeavour. but he never wanted to believe me in any way. he always send me out of the operation room. i always watch from the stand just because of the hate he had for me. i corrected an on going operation some day and i was right with my corrections but yet,he hated me the more. this event makes me feel so bad and down,i felt useless,i felts hated,i felt unuseful. i feel so sad. he just don't want me in this field .but i know what i was doing [perfectly well. i know i am going to be a good surgeon and i will keep on pushing to attain my goal towards my dreams.

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My best friend was badmouthing me to my fiancee in an effort to win her over. She told me about it and I felt betrayed but learned from it.

I recently found out that one of my best friends was badmouthing me to my fiancee because he had a thing for her. He was telling her all sorts of lies to sway her into thinking I'm a bad guy in effort to win her over. Fortunately, she told me and I was really mad because I was being betrayed by someone I trusted. I forgave him in my heart but I can't be friends with him anymore. I just can't bring myself to trusting him and considering him my friend anymore. What's sad is that he's put my life out of balance now because I don't trust anyone anymore because of that betrayal. When this best friend of mine betrayed me and badmouthed me to my fiancee, she told me and I was really mad because I was being betrayed by someone I trusted. I forgave him in my heart but I can't be friends with him anymore. I just can't bring myself to trusting him and considering him my friend anymore. What's sad is that he's put my life out of balance now because I don't trust anyone anymore because of that betrayal. That being said, I was happy that my fiancee trusted me enough to alert me about it and get my side before believing anything that friend was telling her. I appreciate her now more than ever and know that whatever life throws at us we'll get through it if we trust each other enough to communicate about everything, good or bad. This event helped me learn a few important lessons. One is that we get betrayed by the people we trust most. Second is that communication is key to success in a relationship.

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The story is about my first real relationship with a woman while I am also in a poly relationship with a man. Basically my girlfriend is thinking of breaking up with me because she is scared of me being poly even though we are falling for each other.

I was first in a poly relationship with a guy. Some days our relationship went well. Then I fell in love with a woman. If she too loves me. The days went well. One day she had doubts on top of our two. Nan told her about our poly relationship. Hate our relationship after she initially allowed it. Then I did not talk to him properly. Tell me about the breakup of the romance after a few days. She doesn't like our poly relationship. Then I split up with the guy who was having a relationship with poly. I felt very lonely. I met her a few days later and told her what happened. She could not separate from me. So we fell in love and ended our marriage.

Weave a succinct narrative that incorporates: "Recently I had my long distance significant other stay with me for a month. It was the first time we've spent so much consecutive time together in 3 years.".

We had been planning it for a long time, but finally my girlfriend was able to spend a full month with me. She was on summer break and managed to drive here to stay at my apartment. Without a doubt it was amazing to spend so much time with her again. She lives in a different state while she finishes her schooling, so we don't really get to spend much time together. It's tough sometimes. We have been dating for six years so the long distance aspect hasn't affected our relationship, but we really needed this time to just sit back and enjoy each other's company. You can only get so much of a connection from video chatting with someone for so long. Eventually you want to reach out and give that person a hug. So this was a pretty wonderful time for us. Luckily I was prepared and had nearly a month's long schedule of plans. Over that month we went to concerts, sporting events, and fancy restaurants. We also hung out with tons of old friends and went to numerous graduation parties. I even scheduled a big surprise going away party for her on the second to last day she was in town. I know she was thrilled and completely surprised by all the people I managed to fit in my tiny apartment. All in all we had a blast for that month, and I can't wait until she graduates and we can live together full time.

'I got an job which was my dream. My dream comes true. It was an memorable moment when I received an appointment letter from my current company.'. Craft a quick narrative around this.

It was happened in my life directly for me. I was searching for a good job with some reasonable income. But I was doing some part time job with low income which is not satisfied for my life. The income I was earning was more useful to my life . I was suffering from lack of my basic needs to satisfy. But the only income was my partner's income. I got frustrated and upset as there was no sufficient income from my partner alone. I have searched more jobs and attended more interview from most of the company. But I have strive for an job which is most important for my life. I had asked with many of my friends and relatives. But at last four months before I have got got the job I am recently working. It gave me an happiest moment in my life . It makes my life more satisfy and upgrade my life to me next level. When I heard that I had got selected for this current job, I was more excited and got tears. It was the most touching and memorable incident in my life. It was an important day in my life. It was an important memory I had in my life.

'My son's first experience with individual swim lessons. And expanding on how he did with session-2 of lessons.'. Imagine a scenario around this and write it down.

About three months ago I thought about how my son still couldn't swim. I had my son in swim classes and while he learned a little, I didn't feel it was worth the money to do another class. I decided that individual swim lessons would be a better idea and signed him up for that. We got there a few minutes early and got him ready to go into the pool. We met the instructor, she seemed nice and my son liked her so that was a plus. I sat up on the bleachers as the instructor led my son into the pool. First she tested to see what he knew, if he could float or do any strokes at all. After that she started to instruct him on how to kick properly and how to doggy paddle. He was able to pick up everything she taught him, he was listening really well and seemed to be having a good time. After the hour was up he had a lot more confidence in the water and was excited for his next lesson. A week after the first it was time for the second lesson. My son was in an exuberant mood, ready to learn how to swim. We got there and he immediately walked over to the pool and yelled hi to the instructor. This lesson she focused on teaching him freestyle strokes. He struggled with it at first, but eventually picked it up. I was so proud when he made it down the length of the pool for the first time. When he finished swimming he was so proud of himself that he cheered. I'm really happy I went with individual lessons rather than another class.

"The best thing may be difficult to find. I was graced enough to be found by my best half. Although, it seem so wrong, but yet it is so right.". How could this be the foundation of a compelling story?

My Most Memorable Day of My Life! I found my other half, although it all seem wrong at first, but persistence and understanding can solve any problem. I was ordered a job at her office and I was to deliver the job to her. To be candid, I was not in the right emotional state to easily comprehend her simple order of bringing the files to her office. So, I just sat there waiting for her to come outside and sign the papers. Soon, I slept off. After some few hours, I was already dreaming of how possible I could solve my other problem that put me off in the first instance. Then, I felt a light tap on my left shoulder. I opened my eyes and it was already dark. Wow! I exclaimed. "You must be very tired", she said. "Would you love some Chinese". I was surprised at the kind gesture, but had to follow through by asking her to sign the paper first. She is just nice, I thought to myself while I was in bed later that night. Right now, she is my wife!

"I went on a vacation with some friends to the Caribbean. We had a great time, site seeing, having a drinks and eating delicious food. I plan on going back very soon.". Can you condense that into a brief narrative?

A memorable time I had in my life within the past 6 months, was when I went on vacation with my friends in the Caribbean. We went on a two week vacation, and stayed in a nice 5 star hotel with everything included. It was my first time going to a Caribbean island, and I was very excited. The water was clear, the sand was white, and it was very hot. I enjoyed myself quite a bit. The most memorable part of the vacation was touring through the island, and seeing so many historic monuments, and places. We took a lot of pictures, and appreciated our time together while on vacation. We attended a few parties, that the locals were having at their place of residence, and also had quite a few drinks. When we had a few drinks, I noticed my friends and I, started dancing. The music was very good, and the food was also delicious. They cook with different ingredients and a lot of the food were spicy. We also went snorkeling, and scuba diving, which was very fun because so saw a lot of different type of fishes, and marine life under the water. Every evening we would sit on the beach, relax, and have a few drinks. The sunsets were amazing, and it felt like paradise. I will never forget that vacation, and I plan on going back soon.

With this quick situation: "I was recalling the day that my daughter was born. It was happy and scary at the same time. I was worried about how my son would handle it. It didn't go well.", please form a brief narrative.

The day that I found out I was pregnant, my husband and I were ecstatic. We were so excited for our son to have a sibling. However, when we told our son the news he was not happy about it. We found out I was pregnant with a girl and we thought it might make it feel more real for our son knowing he would have a little sister. Despite our reassurances that we would still love him just the same, he was still upset about it. We thought he would warm to the idea as my pregnancy went on. But as it got closer to my delivery date, he was still saying that he didn't want a sibling. I was put on bed rest for the last couple weeks of my pregnancy. One day my water broke and we were off to the hospital. There were some complications with the delivery and I ended up needing an emergency c-section. It was a really scary experience, but my daughter was born healthy. When we brought our son in to meet his new little sister, he had a scowl on his face. He kept up his dislike for his sister for a few days. Eventually, he was won over by how cute she was. Now that my daughter is 3 years old, her brother loves her so much. He is super protective over her and it's a huge relief that they like each other now.

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I made a trip home to my hometown to visit my parents for Mother's Day. Due to time constraints and them living far away it is something that I am not able to do often.

Three months ago, I drove 450 miles to visit my Mom for mother's day. Finally, I got a chance to make this happen this year. My boss was very understanding this time for allowing me to take one week off. I was very excited when my leave was approved. Immediately, I made plans that I could do with my parents during my stay. I purchased gifts for my mom on the same day of leave approval. On my way to my mom's place, I witnessed an interesting event. I was on the highway. I saw something on the road a few hundred feet ahead. So, I slowed down. When I approached the scene of interest; it was a gang of deers crossing the road. The funny thing was there was a tiny deer moving slowly and others were surrounding it while moving forward in order to cross. I took the video of the event to share with my mom. After, 7 hours of driving I reached my destination. I hugged my mom who was extremely excited to see me after a long time. We talked about everything. She was surprised and excited to see the video that I recorded on my way. The next evening, we went to a nice restaurant to celebrate Mother's day.

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Went to an amusement park, reluctantly. I tried to avoid confronting my fear of roller coasters. The thoughtful advice of a friend gave me the nudge I needed and consequently, I ended up having the time of my life.

Yeah I had a fear of roller coasters. I tagged along with a group of friends to Dorney Park. I was very reluctant but I went anyway. While there I avoided as much rides as I could but eventually my friends noticed and exposed me. I still resisted and went into defence mode until a close friend of mine gave me some words of encouragement that made me take the jump. I can't remember what they had said for some reason but I ended up enjoying myself a whole lot. Nothing can prepare you for the feeling you have when you're in a roller coaster. When you plunge down at high speeds, death almost feels inevitable. The force against your chest and the anxiety is so overwhelming. You have to go in with absolute faith in human machinery which is blind and foolish faith. Somehow the fear is what made the experience for me. After facing my fear and doing it anyway, I expected the worst. I think also looking around and seeing the looks on other people's faces made me feel better. Some were more scared than me it seemed and some were having an absolute blast. I chose to emulate the latter.

Imagine a brief story from the details in "My daughter came out to me that she is bisexual. I told her I love her no matter what and that I will always support her health and happiness.". Write it.

It was a beautiful day outside. My daughter and I were taking care of her pet rabbits. She shyly handed me a note. I read it, and in it she disclosed that she was bisexual. I looked at her, and she had already started to cry. All I could do what hug her. All she could say was "I didn't know how to tell you." and "Please don't be mad." I assured her that of course I wasn't mad, and that I would always love her no matter what. I also told her how proud I was of her. I just wanted her to be healthy and happy. I did remind her about making good choices in her relationships regardless of who they are with. We just jugged and cried for a while. It did feel kind of like a punch in the gut, just because I thought I knew my daughter and I honestly didn't see it coming. Also, we are a conservative, christian family. Generally, we value and present traditional gender roles. She was scared to tell her dad, but together we brought the note in to him too. We had a good conversation and reaffirmed that we support her. I am glad that we have been able to be more open with each other since this happened.

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The passing of our beloved dog Indy. She brought love and laughter into our lives for over 10 years and it wasn't easy having to say goodbye.

We have always had dogs while I was growing up and when I became an adult, I still have dogs. They add a lot to your life and I've been lucky enough to have some special ones. Recently, we had two older dogs and knew that eventually, it would come time to say goodbye to them. Indy, who we rescued when she was just a few months old, was turning 13 this year. She'd suffered from a tumor that was growing larger every year. She was still a happy dog and wiggled her little stubby tail a million miles an hour whenever you'd notice her. A few months ago, she got sick and despite our best efforts, she passed away. We were able to keep her at home, she suffered from anxiety and hated to be separated from her family. We were all able to say our goodbyes and spend time with her before she passed. We buried her in our backyard, made a nice place for her to rest in peace. She brought so much love and joy into our lives and was a special dog. She was stubborn and had a weakness for chicken and just made you smile when her whole body wiggled with joy. Saying goodbye is never easy. Watching her give a last few wiggles of her tail despite being so weak but letting you know she still heard you talking to her was both heartwarming and heartbreaking. I was there as she breathed her last. I sat with her for a while hating to say goodbye and not really ever ready to let her go, but knowing that it was time. My heart still hurts when I think about her, but I also smile remembering all the wonderful memories I have of times spent with her. We've added a new member to our family so that Indy's passing doesn't leave such a hole in our lives, but she'll never be replaced or forgotten.

Craft a mini-tale where 'We were travelling along the freeway. A major accident happened. A man died. A woman became a widow.' plays a vital role.

My family and I were driving on the freeway. A black Toyota 4Runner passed us on our right. We were in the passing lane. All of a sudden I saw a huge cloud of dust, probably 4 feet high and my wife started yelling. I had her pull over to the side of the road. We saw that the 4Runner was in the middle of the freeway with a smashed front end. A young man got out and he had snot on his nose from the airbag slamming into him. I looked over to the left and noticed that a Honda civic was completed crushed from being rear-ended. The car was half the size it normally would be. A foot hung out of the driver's seat. A young man had his neck snapped from the impact and died later. My wife started yelling at me because a woman was emerging from the side area where all the bushes were. She had been thrown 50 feet away from the crash. Luckily she had been outside the car when it was pulled over and parked on the side of the road. Unfortunately she soon would become a widow.

'I got brain surgery called deep brain stimulation on the 28th of may when I came to I was in pain, really light headed, the 2nd part of the surgery which was an incision on my chest didn't bother me but the wiring from my brain to my chest was really discomforting'. Expand upon this in your own unique storytelling style.

Over the years my parents tried to get insurance to approve of my surgery since I am diagnosed with tourette syndrome. The price of the surgery is steep and we needed insurance help to cover it. At last it got approved after 3 years of my parents working hard. On may 28th I got the first part of the surgery, which was to implant the electrodes into my brain. The 2nd part of the surgery was putting the pulse generator into my chest a small cut, strangely when I came to it didn't hurt probably because I was on painkillers. I couldn't walk properly and got light headed a lot for the upcoming 2 months had to recover my strength. I'd say it was a good experience, but would not ever do it again. I remember how bored I was during the summer being locked in my room because I couldn't let the sunlight hit my bald head where the surgical cut was. I was really frustrated at the boredom I started reading books. I picked up singing lessons to kill the boredom and strengthen my weaknesses. Weight lifting was on my mind all the time because I love powerlifting. I came back to power lifting 2 months ago and was happy ever since. I love fitness it is my life style now . People often ask me how was the experience and I tell them it was scary at first. I honestly expected to die because I have one of the worst luck in life in my opinion but I'm probably exaggerating it. Overall I think it was an interesting experience. Good to be a test subject for this surgery.

Take the guide text as an initial idea and create a short, compelling story from it.

Went to a wedding. It was in West Virginia. We had a blast. We had to dress up for the wedding but it was worth it!!

The wedding I went to in WV was so much fun. I had a blast. I saw so many family and friends. We laughed and talked and just had so much fun. I don't usually dress up so the fact we had too was really fun for me. I did my hair and make up and had a really nice dress. The weather was perfect. The ceremony was really nice. They did such a great job at the entire thing. The food was amazing. The music was great too. We danced and dance late into the night. Drinks flowed freely all night. I am really glad I decided to go. I can't wait until the next family function. I took a lot of photos and well get them together for an album soon. I am also going to send the newlyweds copies of many of my photos. They turned out so good.

The text prompt is a hint. Write a story that follows it, but keep it brief.

A few months ago I was a bit of a hermit and didn't leave the house that much. I had recently moved to a new area and didn't know anyone. I finally met some people who became my close friends and got me out of my shell.

A few years ago I moved to a new town. I move when I went through a divorce. I didn't know anyone. I didn't even really leave my house except to go shopping for the first two years. I finally met a woman. She became my girlfriend. But, I still didn't have any friends. My family lives literally a thousand miles away. I felt very lonely during this time. She started working at a bar a few months ago. I would go and pick her up and have a few drinks with her. Some of the regular people that she worked with started talking to me. Luckily I became friends with them. It brought me out of my shell. Now I have an active social life and people that I can turn to locally for support when I need it.

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It was my first home that i purchased , it was a long hard struggle to save the money and people knew how hard it was for us so when we got our first home, people were happy for us and so are we and to this day we continue to bask in excitement in owning our first home.

I always wanted a house so when i got the chance to purchase one with the help of my dad i took the chance and went at it. The search was so hectic . I did not believe that it would be so much work and i did not believe there was so much paper work involved in it. I went thru the process of getting a realtor then i got a listing of homes she gave me. I then went thru the homes listing carefully and picked the house that i think me and my wife would like . Most importantly it had to have a lard yard space meaning a large backyard that my kids can play in. We went to i would say about 12 houses before we got struck with excitement when we saw the house we wanted. It was absolutely not the biggest house but it was the perfect house and it certainly fits our needs. It had the perfect yard space and home was the perfect size, it was going to be easy for my wife to clean and it was going to be easy for me to clean the yard and maintain it. We closed on the house and we moved everything in within a week or so. We then proceeded to decorate the house in our favorite color blue. After a month or so it was our son's birthday so we did a little party and invited a few friends. They came and told us and congratulated us and said how proud they were of us that we came a long way to when we use to live in the small apartment. I wanted to jump for joy but i showed no emotion but deep down i was super excited and happy that i could achieve something a lot of people cannot achieve these days because house prices are so expensive and people can barely afford their bills must less save for a house. I continue to take care and i continue to decorate my house the way we want it to look. Everytime i mow my lawn and i clean my gutters i go infront of my house and i admire how far i have come in life. I do not think i will ever be more proud of something i have achieved in life. I will continue to admire my accomplishments.

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I went out for dinner with friends. Later we went to their house to celebrate their dog's birthday. We had a fire in the backyard, and the dog went to his room to enjoy his new toys.

A few weeks ago I went to a friends house and we had a fire in the backyard. It was his dogs birthday. We brought him a little toy, and gave it to him as a gift for his birthday. We had ice cream cake as desert, and we gave the dog whose name is Kane, his own little doggie ice cream. We all sang happy birthday to him. Afterwards we sat in the back yard around the fire and chit chatted about life. I ended up getting stuck with one of the girlfriends of our friend and had to pretend to have interest in the things she talked about for about an hour. We have nothing in common whatsoever, and I would rather have been talking to the guys. Either way, it was still a pretty good night. Even earlier in the night we had gone out to our favorite restaurant with friends as well so the whole day was really a full on enjoyment with friends time, and we enjoyed ourselves an awful lot. Kane was a good boy throughout the party and he had a lot of fun. He's a little bit of a big boy, though. When we went outside for the fire he had to stay inside. It isn't too bad when he's inside, because he has his own bedroom. His bedroom has a queen sized bed in it. I don't even have a queen sized bed! He's a very lucky boy.