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once again... another prompt...:
          On the average sixteen-year-old's birthday, everyone's excited for their sweet sixteen the same way Latinas and Latinos get excited when someone turns fifteen. I, on the other hand, was not happy. I wasn't celebrating with a smile, I wasn't celebrating with a frown. My face was as straight as straight could get. I didn't even wish for anything when my candles were lit. There was nothing to wish for. I sat in utter darkness with only the lit candles to support me in the darkness. There was nothing I could do. Not with tears slowly streaking down my face.

yo, I'm back at it again with yet another story prompt. let me know if you want it:
           A cool fall breeze swirls around me. It wasn't supposed to be this way. I shivered feeling the cool breeze. Everything seems gloomy today, especially me. The sky was smoky gray and deathly looking, the ground was faded, and not even the sun was shining. I looked at the picture my hands just could not let go of. She never smiled. Ever. She always glared or looked serious. I, on the other hand, always smiled. I had everything to be happy about. I had a wonderful life, I was a spy and/or assassin, and last but not least I had HER. The harsh breeze felt my pain as it blew the picture out of my hand. I groaned and felt anger boil inside. Running after the picture sadness was taking over me again. Happiness always leads to sorrow. Her voice was ringing in my ears. 'Not again. This can't be happening again.' The picture stopped at the feet of someone. The person bent down to pick up the picture, once the person stood up straight I stopped breathing. This person was a girl, and she looked just like HER. "Here's your picture, sir." The girl smiled. My voice hitched and I took the picture from the girl. "Okay." She mumbled and walked away. That couldn't have been HER. She never smiled. I hate this! Now, I'm hallucinating again. I shook my head and walked home. This situation was getting worse. I'm thinking about her constantly. My familiar apartment had a welcoming smell, but I didn't feel welcomed. I felt lost, alone, depressed, and absolutely terrible. I didn't even bother to take my jacket off, instead, I threw myself on the bed. I staring at the ceiling feeling sadness take over again. If this is what it feels like to have a broken heart, then I don't ever want to live again. Finally, I fell into a fitful slumber.

I was just reading one of my old stories and here's what it says (careful it's ice cold. Also, let me know if you want it):
             "Well, Jamie," He stops and lets out a light chuckle before walking over and placing his arm around my shoulders. "You have to get over that. We'll be living in there someday." I gently lift my head and stare at his face. He's my neighbor's son and nicer than his family. He's the dream boy at my school as well and we've been friends since I moved over to our current house. I moved here a week ago and he treats me kind. His family? Not so much. Hawkins' family is very, well, different. They get mad at us when our animals go in their yard, but they stalk us when we don't follow orders.
          
              "What are ya talkin' 'bout? Ya might've got somethin' in ya head there." I reply furrowing my eyebrows. The more and more I try to think about what he just said, it sounds like he admitted to the ol' country that he liked her.
          
               "I'm just saying that we'll live there together. Whenever we're old enough, I'll buy the place and we'll move in together." My green eyes blink twice and I grin at his words. My heart flutters and the clouds seem like a great place to be right now. "Of course, I'll have my girlfriend living with us too." And there goes the mood.

T O M Y F O L L O W E R S-
          
             Starting next year, I'm going to glow up. I'm also giving my room a glow up. I'm letting you guys know to see if any of you would be interested. If you are let me, please. I might write a book or guideline for it. So if you would be willing to glow up with me, please let me know. 
          So, @kittywantsacookie the reason why I haven't sent you a link is that I was debating on writing a guideline or not. 
          Once again, please, please, PLEASE let me know if you want to glow up with me! Love ya! MWAH!

I'm working on a new story as we speak and I hope it'll be done by February of next year!
          It will be called Imagine a World Like That. Please don't steal the title or I'll copyright you.

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