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Once I received a plant in a brown *** I put it outside -the verandah exactly. Every day I saw it. Well, I thought it needed its hydration and vitamin D. So I watered it a little and sunned it a little. One day, I saw them-the FLOWERBUDS! I felt something tinkling? sparkling? there resting on its very seat. A few days after, they bloomed. It rejoiced I could tell. Photos were taken don't you worry. At 5pm I rushed home just to be greeted by their sincere, smiling petals. Touched, I, too, smiled. One night before October began, I was awoken by the wailing of such a strong, wild wind. It wasn't anything ordinary. Then I remembered my loyal welcomer. "Oh" I braved myself to open the door. I turned the **** and leaned against the door, withholding the whirls. "Oh," One dot, two dots, three dots, countless dots rained the soiled and deformed. I felt it being ripped to pieces.
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Dec 25, 2017
Dec 25, 2017 at 4:44 AM UTC
The plant in a brown ***
Once I received a plant in a brown *** I put it outside -the verandah exactly. Every day I saw it. Well, I thought it needed its hydration and vitamin D. So I watered it a little and sunned it a little. One day, I saw them-the FLOWERBUDS! I felt something tinkling? sparkling? there resting on its very seat. A few days after, they bloomed. It rejoiced I could tell. Photos were taken don't you worry. At 5pm I rushed home just to be greeted by their sincere, smiling petals. Touched, I, too, smiled. One night before October began, I was awoken by the wailing of such a strong, wild wind. It wasn't anything ordinary. Then I remembered my loyal welcomer. "Oh" I braved myself to open the door. I turned the **** and leaned against the door, withholding the whirls. "Oh," One dot, two dots, three dots, countless dots rained the soiled and deformed. I felt it being ripped to pieces.
By Nadia MDG (1 September 2015)
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Malaysian
Dec 25, 2017
Dec 25, 2017 at 4:44 AM UTC
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