Author's note: These are my Different Prose/s, I haven't checked on it yet and you might read some errors along the way and I would like to apologize for that. But, I promise to check and edit it once I'm done with my other on-going series.
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Perfectly Imperfect,
It was still early one Friday morning, when young lily sat on a hill upon where she can see the nearest coast, the wild wind blew her curly golden hair and her white night dress - "how can I become perfect? so momma will never get mad at me again?" little lily asked herself
and the coldness of the early morning air comforts her - made her think that even the white clean cow still gets dirty, that even the white shiny building came from dirt, that even the sky can turn grey, that even a castle isn't a perfect shape, "dear lily, nothing's perfect." says the passing rabbit
"It was one thing to make a mistake; it was another thing to keep making it." says the golden bird passing above her head, she knew what happened - it was to show that nothing in this world seems to perfectly perfect. Maybe some mistakes, just have greater consequences than others. but she doesn't have to let the result of one mistake be the thing that defines her. "You, lily, have the choice not to let that happen." the wind whispers
she stood up and walk towards the mansion - more stronger, much more braver; fearless. for she knew then that it takes more than guts and humility to admit mistakes for it can make people around her disappointed, nevertheless, admitting mistakes is courage not weakness.
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