Bottle Stories
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On a warm morning in mid-December, I was walking on the sands of Kenai Beach, Alaska. While I was lost on my thoughts, a tiny bristle draw my atention to a glass bottle half-buried in the sand. At first glance, it appeared to have a letter inside. I pulled out my swiss knife and removed the cork. To my surprise, it was more than a letter. A beautiful story written by a mysterious person somewhere in the world. Date was unknown, this inspired me to write my own stories, put them in a bottle and throw them at the sea for someone else to find it and enjoy a good reading.
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