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How the World Is Beautiful- L3Log 3: Everything Happens To Be Better On This Side Too In a small coffee house by the sea, there lived a man who had a couple hundred of years of experience in him. He appeared to be barely past his teenage years, however, but the people of the tiny country had grown somewhat accustomed to his otherworldly looks, values, and presence. He grew roses on the roof, explaining to visitors that they help him keep his sanity. The visitors of the former bustling little coffee house grew scarce as the two cities of the country developed hostile relations. As business grew too tame for his tastes, the roses on the roof bloomed like nHow the World Is Beautiful- L3


How the World Is Beautiful- L2Log 2: It's Greener on This Side There was no one on that island except for the occasional native. It was rare for anybody to cross the river from the mainland to visit the tiny island that held nothing of value besides solitude. However, nobody would want to be alone, would they?How the World Is Beautiful- L2
I woke up laying flat on my back in the sand with a figure sitting up next to me. I sat up and rubbed my eyes, the grogginess would take a good half an hour or so to fade. "Rise and shine, mon chéri, how are ya feeling?" I stood up but then fell forward, back down on the sand. "Gabriel, ah, Gale, is that you?" I attempted to stand


How the World Is Beautiful- L1Log One: La Vie en Gris In a nice, green city in the bay area of California, there was a writer and his best friend. Together, they did everything. They were mildly interested in the paranormal, but they were more interested in what was really going to happen in the world. The writer worried about where society was going. The best friend worried about the worried writer. They had known each other since elementary school but never really talked. They lived on the same street together since the fourth grade, when the writer moved into the neighborhood. There was no welcome committee. The teenage writer in his third year of higHow the World Is Beautiful- L1
| Look at these because I think that they are wonderful <3 |
I love my friends and my family and my teachers at school even though they assign homework and my family's friends and... a lot of things.
And I realized that I don't say thanks enough to these wonderful people in my life. Well, it's 5 30 AM now -- I didn't sleep. It's an odd hour to wake anyone up, so I want to start by saying thanks to my friends here... THANK YOU ~
My friends and family have been so wonderful to me <3
Ah, I am actually getting tired now but I must continue writing !