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Once upon a time there lived a mother of

  • Once upon a time there lived a mother of three who turned 40. Her friends wanted to write a short story on her birthday and they found a website to assist. This is that story.

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  • There was a small girl who liked to watch the wind pass through the trees. She used to seat for hours and hours just looking at those two dancing.

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  • The wind & the trees. The branches would sweep and whip and the leaves would swirl mostly downward. When she grew up she wanted to dance like that, but in a wheelchair it seemed

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  • imossible to eat that massive watermelon! She was quite distressed that

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  • it was so. & so she carried the giant watermelon (with the aid of a large truck) to a stone-crushing facility so that she might eat the giant watermelon in smaller pieces. However,

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  • the owner of the quarry was not pleased. "If I grind your giant watermelon into bite-sized pieces," he said, "melon-pebbles will mix in with my candy quartz. Cleanup fee applies.

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  • NEXT!" And with that, a door opened beneath me, I descended down a chute and wound up outside the candy quarry, my giant watermelon sliding out after me, knocking me headfirst into

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  • a glacier of sugar crystals, upon which I bounced off, and splashed awkwardly into a fast-moving stream of dark chocolate. Luckily, I was able to grasp hold of my giant watermelon

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  • which i always had in my fob pocket. It was not a big watermelon. The fob pocket was tiny. THe watermelon grew to the size of a basketball in my hands. Using it a a flotation devic

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  • e, I giggled as we swirled around the toilet bowl, delirious in our joy, gleeful in our guilt, waving goodbye forever as we escaped the awful ordeal.

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2 Comments

  1. PurpleProf Feb 21 2024 @ 02:26

    The symbolism in this one…the metaphors…

  2. PurpleProf Feb 21 2024 @ 02:26

    The symbolism in this one…the metaphors…

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