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Hey everyone!! I'm kind of alive

Hi, I know its been awhile, and I was wondering, how would you react if I ever written a CreepyPasta-themed fanfic?

We miss you and your books! 

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          Let's make a cake of happiness with a little bit of sunshine sprinkled on top of the layer of hope and faith. With the trust coated strawberries of self love and a bunch of chocolate sticks of your self esteem surrounding the milky white surface that reflects your determination which should be shining in your eyes when you look at the cake and say. Yes I can, achieve the happiness I deserve one day. 

              :] Everything happens for good :]
          Once the delicate flower petals, met with the leaves on trees, wished to have a dance together. Now, who will help them? So they pleaded the bright blue sky and clouds to let go of their lively color and to possess the gloomy grey colour that could attract the rain. Now the rain is pouring down from the gloomy clouds, only to fullfill the wishes of leaves and flowers, now they can dance as the rain drops hit their tender surface with gentle force. 
          The sky had to let go of its liveliness just so they could give life to the plants. 
          Everything happens for good. 

·ᴗ· Sugar's spam ·ᴗ·
          
          When you can't contain the bubbly feeling of happiness inside your chest, your lips start to curve up,  eyes becoming warm as if melting away your heart with sweetness and for a while, you can't see or feel anything but the reason of your smile only, the world stays aside and there is only happiness. That's the smile. Perfect!

The fallen tree, the branches that withered, fallen into the trap of time. The gushing wind that wounded its already cramped leaves. Shedding the skin as it melts away into the lap of mother earth herself. This was its best ending. Why? The nature gave shelter to its dying trunk. The nature held onto its sick roots until it was mixed with the soil, only to grow back again for better. To serve the mankind again, in a hope for better.
          If you found beauty in these words, why don't we try to find beauty in this dying world?

Close your eyes, hold my hand, do you see the darkness? Find the twinkling stars which are hidden in your memories, the darkness doesn't matter. Find the moon, playing hide and seek behind the fluffy clouds that keep walking, slowly but constantly on their path. Let's a become the clouds in the night sky. 

Do you like the thunder storm? The constant rain dripping on your window glass. The foggy atmosphere circling around you, embracing you with cold arms. The silent whispers of wind that says something to you. The gloomy clouds hovering over your head and growling as your eyes capture the Oxford blue lightnings. And I answer, yes I do. 
          Do you like the thunder storm? :]