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Stories about Happy
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Why would you say colors aren't feelings?!?!
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What are the colors of the rainbow?
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GUYZ I WROTE THIZ ABOUT WHEN I WAS 12 SO PLEASE DONT BE HARSH LOLZ!1 / As delighted as I am right now, /
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This is a thankyou to my neighbors
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This minute and a half was enough to make me crazy.
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You’re my escape;1 / my friend when life is too much to take.2 / Even though we haven’t talked face to face, 3 / it feels like I know y
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Summer breezes blow your hair.1 / The sun beating on your face as the feeling of warmth overcomes your body.2 / The smell of the ocean fills your lungs as you inhale
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My favorite story I have ever written since the beginning of my life. 
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Sweet, sweet euphoria1 / Wash over like an ocean wave and sweep me under2 / To your cool depths 3 / Echo with soundless bliss
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When a little girl named Opal finally finds her real father... They live happily ever after.
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Happy, such a vauge concept. To personify it makes most good writers struggle. A feeling of colors rushing in your brain, your inside flutt
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Don't expect a normal story from me..... you'll probably be surprised, so I won't give anything away
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I don't live there right now, but it was the town in which I was born, and it shall always remain close to me.1 / I was born there in 1987, it was a small market town, set upon one ancient cobble
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“HE'S ALIVE!” Sonni shouted hysterically. Moony's face was absolutely priceless.
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INTERESTING letters to Santa Slause.
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i am a kid going throu 4,th grade i like to make songs mostly sad a little happy and 5% of peaple like me 10% of peaple hate me and 85% of peaple dont know me
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Spread your wings and fly the coop.1 / I was at the age 16. I yearned for more, but moving out into the big wide world really intimid
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"Oh my god!!!!" She screamed. Isabella had been walking to her dorm after dinner, when she saw one of her friends that she hadn't spoken to
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Please don't leave our friendship empty 
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It will be, like twilight, the afterglow, the exciting, most beautiful part of my life. And I will cry. My dreams - the sunset - are only t
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I opened my notebook and scribbled a stray sentence, then stared at the spidery letters. They were totally true, and I wondered why.
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"Hey, Todd?" hissed Ruby "I think you better go, Topaz is coming" Todd looked at her. "You're kidding!" he asked, looking over her should
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A little boy of 19 months runs across the room giggling with happiness as he tosses about a yellow rubber duck. He finds the whole image so eventful, that the outside world would never understand why he laughed. A father si
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The hot summer’s air beats down onto my skin, tiny beads of sweat form against my tanned forehead. The lemonade glass, that sits in my hand cools me off only slightly, I allow the fan from my bedroom window to do the rest. I’
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