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I'm a camper of non-fi (nov 2021)

Edit: now camper of thriller for march 2022

now I’m in fantasy july 2022 heheh

now just using this to keep track of my cabins i’ve been in haha
bi-fi / bizarro nov 2022

dystopian march 2023!!!

November 4th Daily

Not the last last thing said but
“I'm just listening to music” (oops i forgot to add this somewhere in the story- welp-)
but @hotrose

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It was an average monday morning. Sun was shining, nobody wanted to go to school and the roads were filled with people going to work. Feeling my way through my room, I surprisingly make it out of my room without tripping on anything. It was still pretty early in the morning, so the only one's awake were me, and my cats. Which was fine with me, as I prefer that time alone as almost anyone would. The morning passes by, the house rises and shines and the morning goes well. It is now the best meh time of morning- school. Being homeschooled, we can technically start whenever we want but we still try to start by 9 o'clock ish. I walk to my desk and start my schoolwork like any good kid should.

A little time has passed by and I'm about halfway done with my schoolwork. I go upstairs to call my mom (who was currently at work) with the home phone (don't have my own cri) a question about the subject I was currently working on, Writers in Residence. At about this time my sister, @Hotrose had already started school work and was working on keyboarding (because we are both horrible at typing correctly, this is actually being typed with 3 fingers >< oops-) and she has youtube open. I see it's just music so I don't worry about it. BUt i do start to fury when I see she is wearing black headphones. I walked next to her, and I teared off those headphones.
“ I TOLD YOU NOT TO USE MY HEADPHONES. IT”S NOT MY FAULT YOURS WERE RIPPED TO PEICES.1“
In fury, i put my headphones to the side and walk away.
” I DON'T KNOW WHY YOU ALWAYS HAVE TO USE MINE, YOU HAVE YOUR OWN FOR A REASON!!“
I don't exactly remember what I did next, I probably went upstairs to do something. As I come back down, I see her with my headphones back on.
” I TOLD YOU NOT TO USE MY HEADPHONES!!!!!“
I violently unplug them and pull them off her ears. I go upstairs and put them on my parents dresser, which she knows not to grab things out of our parents room.
I go back to school work once again, a little bit later telling her to turn it off since I needed the computer. She turns it off and goes upstairs. At that point, I don't think of much until I go upstairs (probably to get a snack- or something along those lines not just wandering around) and see her with the office door locked. this office is my moms office, and she never allows us to lock it when we are in there on the computer or whatever. I tell her to unlock the door because well, it shouldn't be locked. She opens the door and the computer was on the home screen, so I knew right away she was doing something fishy.
”What were you doing?“
”Nothing..“
”That's a lie. What were you doing?“
”I was just on the computer watching youtube.“
”Hotrose!! You know your not suppose to be on youtube.“
”Fine. I'll turn it off when this video is done."

She with alot of pushing finally turns it off, and I call my mom ( who is still at work) she was on it and the wifi to all our devices get turned off.

there is more to the story but it gets a little personal and yeah

1. long story heh heh- mom got us some nice earbuds/headphones that were only suppose to be used for school but she was using them for others things, so when she got her school ipad taken away her earbuds were demolished as well…

Word war w/ @Elvin_Wonders
5 minutes
the cat with a mat stared dat the ceiling. he saw a note book page that said something odd, it looked like a secret message or something. He couldn't reach it so oh no he tried to use a plunger, obviously failed and gave up. the bird sang a silly songwhile sitting on a large rickety branch. the tree was over 20 years old, and it had grew to become very large and was a very favorable tree to climb on. al the kids loved to sit on this tree, climb it, and a couple even fall off of it. and when any tried to shut up, tuch, or ush the songbird the sweet little bird would just fly away to a tree the bird calls angry. noone knows why the tree was called angry, it just was. dogs like to eat fish and so do cats so is that a similarite or differene. we do not talk about writing techcniques during a word war and we refuse to unless it is required. we can use propts but they just make it harder and im bad at coming up with ideas at time so shall die in peacce. swc is the best writing camp and i say so cuz ok i forgot what i was typing about becauase i hahd to pause my timer to do something quic but yeah now i am speedy and get those word sin for my word goal and to the points and my cabin because i neeed to reach my goaL aggain this year ij fell so speedy llike a speedy 00wpm person.

Weekly 2
Warm-up
Write poems till you reach 100 words
One day
soon day
every day
all day
noon day
cat day
sun-day
fri-day

the fat cat
sat on the
mat. the cat
is fat. this
cat is old.
stories are
told. legends
are like mold.

We
Eat
Every
Kitty
Like
You
2

Scratch
Wack
Camp

every day i read.
every day i speak
every day i write
every day i live
every day i walk
every noon I eat
every night i sleep
every night i dream
every night i think
every night i breathe
every night i process
every midnight i lay
All day and night, I'm human
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(warm-up pt.2)
Mystery
Mario searched for clues. He looked for every misplaced crumb, every mark, every scratch. He was looking for a described murder that happened in this school just earlier in the week. Currently, the only thing he had found were students garbage, and well, the normal things you would find in a school. He had found one abnormal thing, a red splotch on the ground. With his detective devices and sharp eye,, he knew it was not a marker or writing utensil. It was blood, and it was still fresh. There is a small possibly it was from a student, but he was highly subjective it was the murder. He had a good idea that it was Robert A. Williston, a man known to be put in jail 8 times and escaping almost every time.

Fantasy
Mario was searching for clues. Every misplaced, mismarked item. There was a suspicion that a beagir (bear + tiger) had been wandering through the halls, which are very dangerous animals. This animal is very stealthy and barely leaves a mark, so Mario was having alot of trouble trying to prove that there was one here, or if it was just a fake rumor passing around. Mario shapeshifted into an eagle, deciding maybe that sharp eye would help find a clue. There was some magic dust on the ground, probably sprinkled on the beagir's fur and fell off while in the school. Mario was pretty sure this beagir was Angel, a very sweet beagir but she often liked to escape from the zoo.
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Exploring Fiction
(part 1)
I'm young yet, but coming into this world and being born was probably the best part of it. One of my favorite memories from when I was one was playing with my friends. Since I lived with my mother till I was about 1 1/2 years old, I had a lot of time to just have fun. I am still friends with them now, but being an adult red panda means now I have responsibilities. Probably my closest friend was Leum. He was very nerdy and geeky, just like me so we kind of fit together like a puzzle piece. One of our favorite things to do together was see who could climb higher on a tree. Another one we liked to do is hide in leaves or a burrow and talk about our parents and / or siblings. We did really like to tell each other jokes, but I never thought any of them were funny. Even when I did think of jokes, they were pretty bad so I'll say leum was the comedy show of us two. Usually red panda families move at least 1-2 times because of human danger, not a high enough supply of food, water, et cetera. Luckily though I was born in a really nice place and we got to stay friends all of childhood. Here and there we would do pranks, like giving parents poisonous leaves, but that ended up in a grounding 90% of the time so we kind of stopped doing them. Like once, we broke off my dad's favorite napping branch and replaced it with a thin one, and as soon as he put a foot on it the branch fell to the ground and we laughed so hard. I didn't get to see Leum after that for almost half a moon.

(part 2) sad, happy, pain
Leo slumped into school. The week had just been irritating and bad. His sister lost his most precious pokemon card. He got in a massive fight with his parents. He got detention for the rest of the week because of a light punch to a girls stomach. Leo was in a really bad mood and hoped nothing good happened today. It really didn't help today was a math test, and running laps in gym, and mostly likely having assigned seating in lunch. To leo, recently he climbed on top of a mountion, but now all he is doing is sliding downhill, not in a good laughing way, but in a bad way and he would have to live like this till he reached a steady valley.

Leo jumped into school. The week had been really good! His sister found his most precious pokemon card. He never got into a fight with his parents. He didn't get into detention. Leo was doing life living on the sunny side. He was really exited for the day, impatiently waiting for it to happen. Today was a math test, which is not fun but he knew he would do good on it, running laps in gym, and having an assigned seat in lunch, so that means meeting new people! Leo had just been on an long steady top of a mountain and really hoped that the next second wouldn't be downhill.

Leo wobbled into school. The week hadn't been to great. He lost his best pokemon card. He got into a massive fight with classmates and broke a knee. He has to stay home after school to babysit his younger sister. He wasn't exactly the happiest person, but not sad or angry either. He was mostly just in pain. He had to walk around the whole school in crutches, up and down stairs with crutches, and making to class in time. He didn't feel on a mountian, he was on a valley with quite a few rocks in the steady path.

Exploring Non-fiction
(part 1 quality or quantity better)
Quality v.s. quantity is a really diverse subject. When you get into art world, mostly people would prefer higher quality art and less of it, instead of more art but a lower quality. While other than swc, i'm not as much in the writing world. But my fight here is well, it matters. Sometime's, jjust with the writer's style, they will write more to get the point across. Just because it is longer though, I don't believe that it has a lower quality. Some writers write shorter stuff, others write longer. Neither is better, it is really 100% their style of writing. if you get into the pro's and con's, as i've said before, quality vs quantity is partialy opinion. But is quality greater than quantity? For me, I would say yes. Because if you have a shorter sentence like “Sarah walked into the room.” would probably make alot more sense and get to the point more than “Sarah went into the large math room where her least favorite subject was held, math.” Yes, it is longer and has more adjectives and is more of a correct sentecne, but again it doesn't get to the point. What i'm saying here is you can have a higher quantity of words with longer sentences, but if you just want it short and to the point go for quality and make it short anad simple, but be a correct sentence.
Lets give two sentence examples.
“Nala with her head up high pranced into the room with a large grin on her face.”
“Nala pranced into the room, grinning.”
Can we really go quality > quantity here? Again, I don't really think so because they arae good in their own ways. The first example gives us information about how nala is acting but the second sentence does the same thing, just leaving out a tiny bit and alot shorter sentences. Now if we think you are trying to reach a word goal, I wouldn't exactly go with quality > quantity. Because yes, if you are writing a story or novel or whatever you'll edit it anyway so it's ok if theres a little bit too many words. It will give you more words to your word count, but on the flip side more words to edit later. BEcauuse if you didn't knoww, a story must be a certain amount of words to be considered a novel! It's like atleast 45,000 , I don't know the exact numbers. But lets sstray from this topic and go wether quality > quantity in ranting / venting. So when venting it won't be shared with anyone, so it honestly doesn't matter if you have good quality. I wouldn't exactly gog quantity though, because your rant can be however long it needs to be. I've had ones lowest as 400, and over people have ones 1,000's of words long. I can't stop going back to it is your opinion if you prefer quality over quantity or quantity or quality. But if I was actually say which one I think is more important, this would be different in the art world, but in the writing world I would say quality. My reason is yes, you can have thicker / longer book novel / story but if it doesn't get to the point, it doesn't interest the readers. Like you, whoever is reading this most likely have read a book, even if you don't like reading that took way too long to get to the climax and you may of just kept reading because you had to or to finish the book, or you might have quit it. Like I personally don't like books where it's all kind of peaceful and theres no conflict and the climax is way too late in the book so you finally get to the climax and in 20 pages it's the end of the book. It's honeslty not that fun of a time, so i'll state again when you are writing a formal book, story, novel, whatever quality IS greater than quantity.

(part 2 book review)
So one of the books I recently read was a book called Tomboy by Liz Prince. i'm pretty sure i've heard of the author, but this is the first time actually reading the book. To start of, i'll start with what I didn't like. I didn't like the swearing and mentioning of not the most appropriate topics, but honestly your going to expect that when you grab a graphic novel out of the teens section. I would have prefered if the chapters were labeled what age she was as it a little bit sskipped around but that wasn't too bad and didn't annoy me that much. I did though, really enjoy the book so I am going to talk about what I like. I really liked the book overall, and how it showed not all girls have to be wearing gowns and playing with dolls. That may have how it's been in like the 1700's but today is modern day and the 21st century and some of these regulations need to be changed. I also believe women should have rights!! I also really liked how they were like an in-between but not quite non-bianary. They were kind of transgender, being a girl but dressing like a boy. I couldn't 100% relate myself but having problems wanting to be a boy but in your tween / teen years because of puberty looking like a girl even though you don't want to be. I can't relate myself, i want to be a girl unlike most other girls but it was still really cool. I really liked all the characters in this story, all having their own personalities and differences but similarities at the same time. All the characters were honestly really well thought out.The story wasn't exactly a story, more just like peices of the authors life, but that didn't make the book bad. I really liked that they didn't mention sexualities till the author in the story was in high school, because all these people should not be considering themselves part on the lgbt community in 5/6th grade especially. You shouldn't even be doing the deed until after marriage, so I honestly liked that part of it. I did also like how the author would pop in here and there, not as character self just to say notes and help clarify and help the readers have less questions. Honestly, this whole book was extremely good and I would read it again, just probably not own it, it's not quite that good. I guess I liked how they pointed out that yes, they did wear dresses but that was when they were too young to say no. But as soon as the author was only like 3 and could voice her opinion, oh yeah you could hear that opinion and this opinion would not be changing. This book really again showed that being in-between isn't bad. It's not like you could say she wasn't girl, she was, just prefered to act more boyish. keyword. act. This book helped fill in the gaps about tomboys and non-bianarys and really all the inbetweens. I would absolutely suggest anyone 12+ to read this graphic novel!! I think a boy who acts like a girl should really have a name, because even though it's more common for a girl to become boy then the other way around, there are still probably atleast a few people out there in the 7 billion people on earth who are in the middle. Like i don't have any proof, but i'm going to wild guess that like 30% of all the population in the bIg wIdE woRld are non-bianarys, no genders, or tomboys. Or boys who act like girls, but i'm honeslty making that up and it might not be true.

November 11th Daily
Choose one of your characters or a character from a piece of media who lives in a different world or time period to us and write 500 words in which that character encounters something from our world that doesn't exist in theirs.
Character from different world: Catra from Etheria
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“ugh.” Catra Moaned, “Have we destroyed the galacy yet? It's been almost 500 yearsss…”
“No, Catra. But today we are destroying an unfamiliar planet, one on a totally different galaxy. One humans who inhabit it call Earth.” Horde solider 1 replys.
“ How many beings are estimated to live on this planet?”
“ Just about 7 billion, with people dying and more children being born every minute.”
“ Is this why you waited till last?” Catra stands up, “ Because yoou thought we wouldn't be able to capture it?”
“No…”
“ ugh, whatever. Lets go destroy planet Earth.” Catra smirks.
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“Breaking news!! An unknown, but suspected horde ship if flying into the atmosphere. It is estimated to land near 0 degree latitude and 257 degrees longitude. Everyone within 100 miles of the way, flee to a safe place. Everyone else, don't go outside. Someone could be a disguised horde soldier.”
The tv's yelled. The world went into panic. Within seconds of the announcement, the ship had landed somewhere in the united states it was reported.
“Now, don't go killing anyone, yet. We need to make friends, not enemies.” Catra commanded.
“HELLO EVERYONE. WE ARE THE HORDE, FROM PLANET ETHERIA IN GALAXY APPLESAUCE. I AM HERE TO SAY YOU GUYS ARE THE ONLY PEOPLE IN THE GALAXY TO STILL BE ALIVE, SO WE DECIDED TO CHANGE OUR WAYS AND BEFRIEND YOU!” Catra warned to every tv, screen, and device.
It was now out there, was the horde bad or good?
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The next day Catra decided to go strolling around town. She walked into a nearby building to cool off, and walks into the towns store. It was a very small store, only about the size of your average gas station.
“Well hello ma'am. You must be visiting. Where are you from?” A short black lady with a heavy western accent appeared from behind the counter.
“ Yes, I am. I''m from Etheria. I'm just so amazed at the technology you people have here. What's this?”
“That is called a fly swatter.”
“Oh my word all these things are so cool! Who invented them? Must have been a super-genius.” Catra asks.
“Many people have invented many things on the time on Earth. These are just some things created that had a use.”
“Woah. Would I be able to bring some back to my home? They would be a wonderful peice of technology.”
“Of course! Do you have any currency with you?” The woman wonders.
“Well we don't have a currency in our land, but I do happen to have a couple rocks from our planet. Maybe some super-smart people could learn even more about us.” Catra chuckles.
“That will work fine!!”
Catra hands over the rocks and continues browsing.

November 13th Daily
CABIN WARS YOOO
Eva watched out the window on a daily basis. It was a place where she could dream, and not worry about anything. She thought it was a wonderful pace, but her parents did not. Her parents, just the type of parents they are, thought that downtime should be when school, chores, and anything else needed to be done was done first. But Eva really enjoyed watching out, avoiding chores. She could also signal-talk with her best friend through the window. Eva here and there would sneak out, but not that often because she was a good child. Whenever she did, she would always leave a note in her windowsill saying something along the lines of, “Off at Mary Ann's House. Will be back 2morrow by noon.” Lately though, those fun things weren't happening as much. Well, in a way. Her parents had just decided to file a divorce after a solid 8 years of marriage. This was heart-breaking for Eva, as she was really close to both of her parents and didn't want to choose sides. And she was old enough to know it's not just “We still like each other, but in a different way.” Or whatever parents say to their kids when parents' divorce young in the child's lives. So Eva didn't want to sneak out, she didn't want to stare out the window. She wanted to curl up on her bed and stay there forever. But even when it feels like it's not, life still goes on. She has to go to school and see a counselor almost every other day, do the chores, eat. About 3 1/2 weeks after the divorce, the worst question almost any kid could ever experience was here.
“ Elfie Eva, you don't have to make this decision right away, but who would you like to stay with.? If you stayed with your dad he would be staying here, but moving to a little bit smaller house. While if you wanted to stay with me, I will only be moving across town but just outside your school borders you would have to attend the private catholic school. I have already purchased it, I just need to move in if you would like to see it.” Mom wonders.
This was a really hard decision. She didn't want to be 15-20 minutes away from all her friends, AND in a new school, but she had a little bit better relationship with her mom. Her dad also works really wonky hours, so she would very likely be alone a lot. Her dad also doesn't allow pets because he's allergic to all pet fur, and just thinks pet spiders and snakes and lizards are not pets. He did once let her have a fish, but fish are pretty boring.
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I like to write words words are cool and fun and cabin wars are pretty cool as well so thats treally cool so does that mean im cool? probably not cri atleast if your reading this for some reasoon you think im cocol BD yayyyy you think im cool then we shall all be happy. I am stitchc from lilo and stitch but red pandas and dinosaurs are also really cool. i am human and cat and stich and dino. im not listing percentages becauzse they chanege daily. oomw so many typos but i honestly don';t care because yeahhhh.

stich ran to the water. he jumped in without even thinking. then, lurking in the water an angel skark comees. stitch gets seaten and for once ther is no happy ending. and now we presentttttttt cabin wrs and POPCAT because yes and cool and wow aand i don't even know what i'm talking about im litrally typing everything and anything that comes to ye minddd. tomboy is rellly cool i just read the rad book it is like teen grapphic nov3el so if you wanna read it i suggest being like 12+ but yeah. I wonder if someone who knew me online would be able to guess what i look like without any clues. meh probably not not even bakie (i sooo sorryyy bakieee friend forever right???? ok this is going to be absolute cringe if she ends up reading this >-< ) i wonder if my online friends even think im cool or if they think im just a wierd mutual :0000 which i am soooooo oh and i wish i could be playing mc with clould rn or go to her house but shes prooabbly not even awake yet to play mc and cabin war are imporant as well so yeAHHHH i wonder if im at 1k yet…. no only 700 im going to guess. nala jingles and begs into the garagae. op now she is in YE window. no i am not old english i jsut like to say those typ of things because i can and yeah. Like im not even southern im fro northern usa so that means si get the joy of snowww yah boi. yaay 832 words (well before i sarted this sentece) so lets gooo only 200 actually like 60 onow yeahhhhh oomw so many red arks google or spell cjeck is probably so mad at me right now because i am refusing to fix my mistakes and just write and write and look at the keyboard (oop-) kitty in the wiwndow stich writing clould sleeping uhhh who are other people/ cats i know uhh sweetie cat napping the sky shining? the ground filled with snow. this just gets wayy too off topic way too fst like it's a small bit of ana issue but I SAID I DON“T CARE so uhhh yeah i care about you reading this but i don't care about typos, not trying to upset you or anything. ”HOW TO GET POPULAR FAST“ ” i know!!!! MAGIC" yes popularity is magic /j so ye less than 30 words lets goo omw i never knew i could write t this many words at a time like this will help ye word goal so much. i should really go work on weekly and i could continue on this forever but i reached 1k and i say byeeee

More Cabin wARS
She-ra is a princess of power. What power, well that's unknown. A very special, magical power is for sure. MAgic is magical, let me tell you. Very magical. She is best friends, atelast in later seasons, with Catra. But they aren't the only 2 characters, there are Entrapta, the scientist/ engineer, Scorpia, a princcess of somewhere, The horde, Spinerella, a princess of another place and so many more. There is like 12? princesses I think, i'm not ssure I don't pay that much attention to the show. I am also litrally only writing about she-ra because hotrose is watching it in the background. Did you know that Catra's last name is applesauce? How that became her last name, or if it was just a joke i have no idea but it's a thing. Catra is obviously the best she-ra character. She and the prinscesses of power (the newest one) is also the best she-ra, but i've also never seen the older ones so im being kind of byist. Catra is 100% in love with adora, and then you have thebow and glimmer. spinerella and the other one are also married, but i don't know much about them, they are kind of a side character to me. I amm writing becaue i can help with cabin wars for once because with a 30 minute shield we would have 20 different wars at one time and it was chatotic and wars would already be done by the time i would be able to get online, but it is pretty nice being able to get on the computer b4 schcool now. This turned from a fanfic type thing (more just blabbing about she-ra) to whatever comes to my mind. well as long as it's actual sectences it counts yeeeeehhhh. I wish i was at coulds right now but yeah vlogggg ok that's 110% cringe so i'll stop. Uhhh the tiger leaped from behind the bushes and hurt the poor children. The end haha. POPULARITY yes that's a subject uh popularity is cool, i've always wanted to be popular on scratch but that's not the reason for scratch and if i never become popular idrc lol. Maybbeee i can get featured ohh thatwould be really cool ive never had a featured project only studio which was on my odl account. I'm going to guess i'm at about 420 words les check. little off 397 but that was before this sentence was wrtten so ye. look at all those typos i dont not care abouttt. I also wonder if my lunch is done, im writing this at about 1pm and i havn't eaten yet. Am i special that i've gotten to see snow? alot of people live in warm places and don't get to see snow, which is kind of a shame and sad because especially when your young snow is so much fun and a very good memory you'll hold onto. 88 89 90

WHATTT more cabin wars????? Yes that’s tru
Prompt: Write about what is outside your window.
Currently at my desk, the closest window I have is my family room window. Well, one of them. Out side my window, I see my neighbors house. They are a grey-blue house. But I also see snow, since Thursday night we had our first snow of the season up here in northern USA. Theere’s not a lot of snow, maybe like 3-4 inches but like it’s still snow. Snow is something normal I see, I am also extremely familiar with cold weather, like negatives cold. Up here, -10?15? Ish is when they call out school. Like those people who call out school at 32 degrees farenheight are wimps to be true. But i guess not all places are super cold, and not all people are used to cold. Some people think freezing point (32 F ) is freezing, I think 90 F daily is so sweating hot, so I guess it’s just what you are used to. Out my window I do see some fallen leaves as well, as well as some grass peeking though from the snow. Yay it’s winter, my favorite time of year literally because there is no bugs and I absolutely hate bugs.

November 27th Daily (also some of weekly)
wooo i'm helping with cabin wars :)
Ok ok I guess I could write a 1k word story. :000 I could do the weekly OH OH I might actually. Because i am lazy and need to do a weekly this session lol.

I'm doing this out of order a tiny bit and doing #3 first. (I'm doing non-fi's)
I just think “woah”. There is so much to see and do on the site. I decide to start by clicking “new post” I type
First Post
Hi everyone! I'm Nova, an artist, somewhat animator, and writer. I mostly draw but I do enjoy writing from time to time. This is my 6th session, but first time in the non-fi cabin. My pronouns are she/her!
I click “post”. Almost immediately I get a heart from Fenn who I guessed was my leader. I decided to go edit my bio, make my profile look complete. *click* *click* The mechanical voice starts speaking again.
“ Welcome to your profile. Many people will see this, so maybe try to make it look nice? and don't forget to leave any spots blank.” I hear a beep and the voice stops.
unxverse-
Nickname: Nova
Age: 10-18
Pronouns: She/her
Likes:
Writing, Drawing, cats, organization.
Dislikes:
bacon, messy spaces, stress.

I take a deep breath and double check I had filled everything out with no grammatical errors. After scanning it with my eyes I did, so I clicked “save” and was shown an edited version of my profile now filled out with some basic information about me. There was just so much to explore. I saw a couple other people had commented or loved on my post, so I decided to go say hi and meet a few new people. In only about 10 minutes, I had meet 4 new people! I couldn't remember any of their nicknames, but I did remember they were very nice people. I also commented don other people's hello, welcome, or intro posts and gave tips and encouragement if this was their first swc. The actual camp wouldn't start for another 27 hours, but I was so impatient I wanted it to start now.

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alright now I write 700 words as fast as i can because i am kind of too lazy to continue working on the weekly. Today is saturday, november 27th 2021. It is the last saturday of the month. On tuesday, is fluttershy's birthday. tomorrow, is sunday. Today, I hope to write and not be bored and maybe make cookies? It is the christmas season, so it's always good to get in the spirit! I would have to say that my personal favrite christmas song is mary, did you know? but honestly thwy are all really good. Well, ther may be 1 or 2 i don't prefer but still.
ok now i have wrote like 4-500 of that 700? yeah rants aren't fun but honestly some times you just have a bad day and have to deal with it. Oh my i'm using a different keyboard (well, different computer) then i usually use and the keys are like so asmr-y i love it :0 i guess I just never notice it because 90% of the time i use this computer is to draw. Ok uh if you are reading this i hope you are enjoying the random things that come to my brain! No i am not actually that wierd please don't judge i'm again kind of just typing whatever comes to my brain because i'm too lazy to write an actual story. today is today tommorrow is tommorrow and yesterday was the past. I would have did this writing earlier BUT i was working on writing the ultimate meme, the bee movie's, script and then obviously you gotta play some minecraft daily because best video game.

Thank you notes!!!
Zura: It was so fun having you as my counselor this session! You were alot of fun We be old together
Pi: PI!!!! You probabbly don't remember me, but we were in real-fi together march 2020!! It was super cool having you as my counselor, even though we like never talked (probably because of timezones)
Fenn: It was honestly super cool having a guy as one of my counselors!! But you are a really cool person in general

Campers:
Most of you I didn't know very well/ didn't really get to meet you but it was still fun having you in my cabin!!

@gabyhuelen- HI!! It was super cool being in the same cabin after you joining my artfight and getting to meet you there
@helloxx001 I didn't have an actual conversation with you, but I always saw you around the cabin saying things like “sci-fi is planning to attack us!” after stalking all the cabins and it was funny + alot of fun
@kiju_the_rainwing again I didn't have alot of conversations but you were always around the cabin being super helpful especially with cabin wars
@honeybreeze I feel like we have been in swc together once before! maybe it's just me tho xD
@pianorecorder Helllo! did you counsel me one session?? I honestly don't remember xD but it was cool being a camper with you even though we never talked!
@readeatsleeprepeat21 we talked like once at the start of the session, but that's really all. But even so it was fun having you in my cabin again
@s_thecreator You seemed really active and liked to help out the cabin B)
@unxverse- Hi myself you're cool B)

March 21st Daily
It’s international poems day! Write some poems


Sweet scent of waffles fill the air
While campers are writing but the waffles
Cease the moment as you must feed starved SWC campers

The leaves rustle in the wind
Hear campers screaming to do the weekly
Really, everybody wants to win.
I am sitting in the corner, far away from my
Long lost word goal.
Like I will reach it anyway
Everyday
Really it’s only to win

March 22nd Daily
Take your favourite animal and least favourite animal, then mix features of the two together to create a new animal!
Favorite animal: Red Panda
Least Favorite: Bee

Red = red panda color scheme
Bee = bee color scheme

1. What does it look like?
This is an animal mixture metween a red panda and a bee. I could think of a fancy name, but I’m just going to do the conjunction name of a Bee Panda. They are medium- small animals, just a tad bit smaller then the size of a normal red panda. Females most often have closer to the red panda color scheme, while males have more of a bee color scheme. The average looks are antennas (length vary with genes and gender), a chubby and very fluffy head, eyes of a bee but size of a red pandas, red panda snout, little bit shorter then average body of a red panda, medium-short stubby legs of a red panda, on the back of their paws spikes to resemble a bee’s, and an average red panda length tail with a tiny bit less floof. Male most commonly have long antenna, red face and a bee color snout. Their body’s are mostly bee colors with a tad bit of red color splotches. To match the body, the legs/paws look just about the same as the body. The tails are usually shorter on males but about 2-4in but just as fluffy with a bee color and a red color tip. Females on the other hand, have medium-short antennas and a red colored face and a bee snout, basically the opposite of males. The body is also bee colored but has more red color. Paws are splotched like the body but they also have either white or black paws. Tails are longer then the males, but still with the bee color and the red color tip. Females also have spikes on their paws, as well as on the bottom on their tail.

2. How does it behave?
Bee Panda’s are pretty reserved and keep to themselves. They stay up in the rainforest trees, high in them, to stay away from predators. Being pretty safe most of the time, Bee Panda’s are pretty kind and relaxed and are extremely easy to take care for if ever taken into captivity if it’s for a zoo or one is injured. Bee Panda’s are actually really kind to Red Panda’s and it is hoped maybe they will help Red Panda’s stay away from extinction. If you anger one of them though, which is extremely hard to do, you will get stabbed by one of their stingers (which they loose immediately, and once they run out they d!e) and you can get anywhere from a sting to nausea to passing out, it matters the person, age, and gender even.

3. What climates does it live in?
As already somewhat mentioned earlier, these guys live in the rainforest. They live high, high up in the trees to stay away from predators but partially, to bathe in the sun. These little guys are absolute sun lovers and will sit in the sun almost all day if it was safe. If it rains, they tend to find a branch with lots of leaves and all huddle together in the warm-ish, but dry spot. A few of the fathers will sit around the tree and get wet to watch for predators and possible prey as well though.

Weekly #3

Part 1: Both are episodes from Jim Butlers Deep Energy Podcast on apple podcasts
I sit at my window seat. Through the fogged, wet window I can see the blue roses swaying to the sound of the wind and the and pond waving calmly to me. I take a deep breath in, and out. In, and out. The breeze is soothing me as I sway side to side. The rain has been pouring down pacefully for days without stop. Even so, every morning after waking up it soothes me and calms me as my shoulders relax. I hear a knock on my door that makes me almost fall out of my seat. I walk over to the door and open it just to see the empty hallway. Shrugging it off, I walk back to my bed. I can only barely hear the music, but it keeps my breathing steady. I slip on some yoga pants and a loose tee shirt as well as roll out my well used lavender yoga mat. I hear a chirp near my door, so reluctantly I go back over there. Again, nobody is there. I don’t even have pets, and I haven’t ever seen a mouse. I take another deep breath and begin my yoga session with a child’s pose. I breath in and out, the rain quietly thudding on the window in the background. The rain suddenly becomes quiet before I hear a bam and I fall to my side from the sudden bang. My heart starts racing and my brain becomes full. I’ve lost my focus, I’ve lost my calm and there’s no way of getting it back. oh no no I think. Deep breaths, deep breaths. Deep breaths can do more then calm you down, I remember. I shake my arms loose and try to focus. Without the rythmatic beat of rain, but brain was too fogged. Without the calming sensation, my brain drifts off into a loophole of anxiety. I’ve only ever been able to keep sane by the never-ending pit-pat of rain on my window. In 18 years of my life the rain has never stopped. I go over to my phone and try to load up rain sounds from. YouTube, but the internet is down. I try to sigh it off by saying that artificial rain never calmed me as much anyway, but I just worry. More. I try every technique my mom had given me, even the foolproof ones given by my therapist. Nothing. Nothing was working, and if I let my brain continue in this state I’ll end up depressed. I suddenly snap into reality after shivering. Shuffling out to the hallway, I notice that the apartment is at a low 63 degrees and a paper over it that says “heat broken”. The signs, the broken signs, they- they hurt.

Part 1.5:
The bell rings throughout the town. It’s 11 am on a Sunday, time for the church sermon. I shuffle my way into the church just as they were finishing up singing. Only the back four rows were open, but being here this late there’s no way your getting a good spot unless one is saved for you. The preacher today was Lady Listraella, which made me surprised every single seat wasn’t filled up. She starts her sermon with the basic welcome, and I try not to drift off. I love her sermons, but I can never stay interested. I try to write notes, but most of the time it’ll only be for the first quarter of the sermon and most of the pages are doodles. But something is better then nothing, right? Today her sermon was specifically on loving your self and one another as the same. Partway through the sermon, I feel a tap on my shoulder. It was Lady Peltri, my 74 year old neighbor. I mouth sit and shuffle to the right to make space. We have always had a pretty close relationship ever since i moved in. I mow her lawn, or do her dishes, and I get some money or cookies out of it or most importantly, grandma hugs. And we aren’t even related! We listen to the sermon together until it ends at one to the exact, which means it’s dinner time. Every Sunday, Lady Peltri invites me over and some of her friends for lunch and to chat since all of our family’s have moved far away. It’s a gift of extreme quality, nevertheless she still does. As we walk home together in the background I can hear harmonies of voices singing the “Away fo sai”. It’s a song made by our first queen, Lady Marles and since then has became a requirement to be sung by middle aged woman at exactly midday and while heading home from church. Once we arrive I sit in my spot, on the east side of the table near her favorite plant, the Hivvocus. She says having it in the house increases mood and happiness, but I haven’t been able to find any in stores. Well, when the stores are open. For the last 14 years the Pyramido war has been going on, and as more and more small towns get attacked there are less men and woman in the town willing and old enough to keep up. That’s also why Lady Peltri has been offering me money and dinner, as she knows money is very tight and I barely have enough for the necessaries.

Part 2: Inspiration: two HTTYD keychains that are on my desk
“Bet you can’t catch me!” Toothless yells to Aurora.
“Oh I bet you I can!” Aurora says while beating her wings faster trying to catch up.
Toothless swoops down to land. The grass was newly eaten by the village goats and was quite soft to his claws. Aurora lands behind him.
“Your too easy,” Toothless chuckles.
They walk over to the bustling village. Dragons are flying every which way, and strings of rainbows triangles are being put up by the humans. Today was the celebration of man and dragons friendly relationship for over 200 years. Oh, how far these two species have gone. As toothless trots through the street he gets claw-fives are pets by the small children. Oh he loved living with humans, he would be so lonely without them! After finally arriving at the hive, he decides to lay down for a rest before the big celebration tonight. Aurora wishes him goodnight before flying away.
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Just as Toothless lays down for a nap, I can’t resist just flying laps around the village. All this energy, not enough ways to use it! The view of people from the sky is just so interesting to me, they look like food that it’s almost impossible for me to resist swooping down and eating them. I just joined the village about half a moon age ago and I’m loving it here even more then I thought. The people are awesome and so sweet and kind and gentle, and being around toothless everyday always just makes me smile as soon as I see him when I wake up. Before long though, I notice that the sun has moved almost a quarter of the sky. But multiple sunlights couldn’t of happened in that short of time, could they have? I look down to see grey clouds forming above the village. Oh no! I have to go warm them immediately! But by the time I was down there, everybody had disappeared already. Luckily, but also not. Where they eaten? No, that doesn’t make any sense. I know all the dragons too well and none would randomly become hostile like that. Are they just in their houses? Always wanting to jump to the worst conclusion, I try to believe this. I fly low to the ground but zoom toward the hive. Somehow nobody else is almost shivering with fear, unlike I am and half of them resting their heads and calm.
“Are you guys even aware of whats happening outside?” I yell just loud enough to wake the sleepyheads up.
“Yeah? I could tell It was going to happen by the flow of the wind for the last 72 sunlights and just guessed you guys could too.” Fish legs tells.
“Why didn’t you tell up? You know none of us, especially toothless and me can’t tell the weather unlike you. Me and toothless are suppose to be night, not day dragons.” I reply in anger.
Hiccup walks out of his dorm,”Chill, It’s going to be alright. Just take a rest and we will still be able to figure out the celebration.” He reassures.
Deep breaths. Deep breaths. This isn’t your problem, your just a dragon. They will figure this out. They most likely can control the weather and make it clear for the celebration. I feel a breeze sweep through the entrance and I know this weather isn’t just going to clear up magically. Stormfly is fine, why can’t I be? I’m just a dragon, I can’t just fix everything in the snap of a claw or the snap of a jaw. Things don’t work that way, and heck they never have. Suddenly, I feel a small hand or something of the alike crawl down my neck spikes. I turn my head around to find the village’s children playing with me and the other dragons! A sudden, but loud sigh of relief flushes over me. Of course, this was such a great idea! The hive is large! Not as large as some other places, but it’s the largest indoor area. I run over to barf and belch to tell them my idea. Then toothless, then the rest of the crew. They all agreed, so while toothless went to present the idea to Hiccup in the best way possibly it was out job to clean up the hive. Barely half a sunlight later we were cleaned up as much as dragons could do, and almost all the adults of the village were here to help set up the celebration- but inside! All my worry passed away, into the graves of the village. Oh, what joy this brought me! Finally, I can participate in one of the villages celebrations! After entertaining the kids in the side hive for about a sunlight it was ready. Pretty soon it would start, all the food just had to be grabbed and prepared.

Part 3: I tried fate vs free will
I was shaking. With fear, with worry, with probably all the negative emotions to ever exist. My anxiety can’t be controlled, like I’m a puppet being held onto and played with by the dev!l. My mind’s cluttered, I can’t even think of what to do, my brain is shoved full of junk and worry and, me. I feel my knees fall weak and before long I’m in a ball on the floor, in the middle of the apartment building, unable to move. Before long, I close my eyes and the world fades to black.
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When I wake up, I’m in an unfamiliar place. This for sure isn’t my room, my bed where the rain flows endlessly and keeps me sane. I’m quickly pushed into reality and my brain thinks of the worst. Am I dead? Am I sick? Did I break a bone? Obviously, those things didn’t happen. I try and try to reassure myself but I just- can’t. I was born with severe anxiety. There wasn’t one second I could live without worrying and possibly having anxiety attacks which lead to many visits to the hospital. It wasn’t till I was 8 my mother found a doctor that could and would treat me. And what she said is that this is some extremely severe anxiety that she has never seen before which means she has no medicine to make it atleast a little bit better. Even the heaviest anxiety pills out there didn’t do the job. My mom said that my brain was probably deformed- causing parts of it to be larger then they would normally be. She believes that my emotions part of my brain was larger, specifically my bad emotions. After trying as much as they could we decided to move here, and it was the only was I could escape forever being in the hospital. Since then, there was always tranquility sounds and especially rain sounds. It calmed me, and it still does. My brain clears when I see my mother appear. Just the look of her always calmed me, more then rain ever did. That’s what made it hard moving out. Now I listen to rain and yoga to try and find those clear skies a different way.
“Hello Samara!” Mom says
“Hi,” I mumble probably barely loud enough for her to hear.
She doesn’t say another word, but instead starts playing with my hair, e moving loose strands form my face. I almost feel like going to sleep like this, or trying to find a way for it to never stop. But that’s not the case. You can’t stop time there never was a way and never will be. So I breathed in, and out. Inn, and out, savoring the moment as much as I could. Out of nowhere, the windows opened and a very strong wind blew in. I couldn’t stop staring at the window, like something was oddly pulling me towards it. I walk out of bed, like all is normal and without thinking of doing any of it. I reach my hand outside the window to see aglow to my left. It was bright, yet beautiful. I reached out my hand to hold it…
“Girlie, what are doing? You should really stay in your hospital bed for now.”
I ignore her. Yes, i probably should be doing this but fate brings me here. The whole world suddenly stops, light rain stuck in midair. Nurses with their mouthed open from being in the middle of a conversation. As I slip on my slippers and walk out to open the door, the little ball of light follows me.
“What are you doing?” I ask it.
Suddenly, everything i not so calm anymore. We are somewhere- probably in space. Memories from past anxiety experiences pop up all around me. No matter where I look, I can’t escape them. Looking at them makes me feel even more trapped then I already am. Even though, I don’t fall. I don’t become weak. The anxiety is giant, but I now somehow feel stronger then it. I reach out for the ball of light and hold it tight. I close my eyes to open them again and it had disappeared, but the gemstone necklace I was wearing starts to glow. I fall into the habit. Is this some type of disguised bad magic? Am I being killed just living? Is this my death sentence? The memories… are inescapable. I realize they never will be. Holding my arms tight to my chest, I say a phrase my mom taught me. She said it would help her whenever she had anxiety. One light, star bright. Be brave as you were that night. Anxiety free, let it be. I almost couldn’t believe my eyes. I had absorbed this magical light creature- and now I am it . Deep breaths, this could all be a dream. Deep breaths. In, and out. I fall down to my knees and start saying some type of ritual I never learned. I won’t stop, it felt like I was being forced to summon a demon. When I finally stand up, memories show up. Good ones. Like time with my friends, yoga time, or mom relaxing me after waking up from a bad dream. Suddenly….
I wake up with a cold sweat. It’s still raining outside, like it always has been. It’s calming like it’s been for years. I walk into the hallway- the temperature is a good 73 degrees and the heats not broken. It’s a completely different time of day as well. what just happenned… ? I wasn’t even sure, but I didn’t even care to figure out. I make myself a ham sandwich, turn on some relaxing YouTube shorts, and snuggle up under my blankets in my bed. Ah, what it’s nice to have a peaceful life…
Plink
Plonk
Plink
Plonk
what is that sound? I feel like I can’t do anything without being interrupted. It’s like they are purposefully trying to trigger anxiety. Wait- I don’t even have anxiety? I did, but that was gone ages ago? I check the fridge “Saturday, September 5th 2088”.
I’m suppose to be dead.

March 26th Daily ~ CABIN WARSSS
“Hey,” Charles says, “I was doing just fine before I met you.”
“I drink too much and taht’s an issue but I’m okay.”
“I’m concerned.” Lucy replies.
“Hey, tell your friends it was nice to meet them but I hope I never see them again~” Charles smirks.
“I know it breaks your heart.”
“Yeah, you do.” Lucy moans.
“Moved to the city in a broke down car and four years no calls.”
“I just called you last week!”
“Now your looking pretty in a hotel bar and i-i-i can’t stop. No i-i-i can’t stop.”
“Your just a pain.”
“So baby pull me closer in the back seat of your rover.”
“I don’t own a rover.” Lucy sighs.
“That I know you can’t afford, bite that tattoo on your shoulder.”
“Wow you got something right. Do you even know the tattoo I have?” She asks.
“Pull the sheets right off the corner of the mattress that you stole.”
“You think I’m a thief??!?”
“From your roommate back in boulder we ain’t ever gettin’ we ain’t ever getting older.”
“Yeah we am. I’m older then I was when I started this sentence.”
“You look as good as the day I met you, I forgot why I left you I was insane.”
“You don’t drive me insane. Until you won’t stop speaking song lyrics. That does.”
“Alright alright, I’ll stop.” Charles replies sadly.
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There was a time when I was alone nowhere to go and no place to call home my only friend was the man in the moon and even sometimes he would go away tooo then one night aaa i closed my eyes i saw a shadow flying high. He came to me with the sweetest smile, told me he wanted to talk for a wile he said, “peter pan that’s what they call me. I promise that you’ll never be lonely and ever since that day” i am a lost boy from never land usually hanging out with Peter Pan and when were bored we play in the woods always on the run from Captain Hook run run lost boy they say to me a2ay from all of reality neverland is home to lost boys like me and lost boys like me are free.. Neverland is home to lost boys like me and lost boys like me are free. He sprinkled me in pixie and told me to believe, believe in him and believe in me. Together we will fly in as cloud of green to your beautiful destiny when we soared above the towns that never loved me i r3ealixed i finally had a family soon enough we reached neverland peacefully my feet hit the sand and ever since that day. I am a lost boy from neverland usually hanging out with Peter Pan and when we’re bored we play in the woods always on the run from Captain Hook run run lost boy they say to me away from all of reality neverland is home to lost boys like me and lost boys like me are free. Neverland is home to lost boys like me and lost boy8s like me are free. Peter Pan tinker bell Wendy darling even Captain Hook you are my perfect storybook neverland i love you so you are now my home sweet home forever a lost boy at last. And for always i will say i am a lost boy from neverland usually hanging out with Peter Pan and when were bored we play in the woods always on the run from captain run run lost boy they say to meee away from all of realityyyy neverland is home to lost boys like me and lost boys like me are free. Neverland is home to lost boys like me and lost boys like me are free.

Yay any type random words as fast as you can without typos because you need words because well its cabin wars and who doesn’t love them but they are also really stressful and i dont like stress gah ok uh i wanna go take a break in gwdfi but i know i shouldn’t so i wont. Type any words. That come to your head and make a mini story out of them: bird, French fry, bath
The bird flew around the bird bath patiently. There were some not nice birds bathing in it, and she liked to keep her manners. While waiting for the bid to finish washing, she noticed some French fry’s on the ground. Just before reaching them, a small boy picked them up and took them away from here. She quickly zoomed away to avoid being squished. It’s a dangerous game out there, and you don’t wanna die. When she had came back the bird had gone away so she finally got a refreshing drink. It was soothing sitting in still water. As she drank some of the water, it cooled her throat fro the long day and relaxed her. But before she knew it, a crow was zooming towards her and there was no way for her to escape. Sadly, on that day the little bird died by a Birb while taking a bath.

March 26th daily ~ cabin wars #2
Nooo i reloaded and lost writing qwq atleast it was like barely 2 hundred words so we are fine but stress and also i hope hotrose makes baked oatmeal for lunch i need something good but also fueling to continue with the cabinets wars i feel so stupid writing with gloves but my hands are cold ok ah i wish i could go over to my friends house right now like so so so bad I’m going to beg her mom till i can go over /hj oh no gwdfi is calling me but i will not answer- cabin wars can loose us points which is bad bad bad while being on gwdfi loosing us time which makes less time to write so bad bad bad i general so i will just keep writing. Hmmm should i do more lyric writing? It kinda wastes time tho bc lost boy si the only song i know completely by heart. Ahhhh stress and worry and i can’t type fast enough why must it take me like half an hour to write 800 words this is pain and like pain and more and more pain and worry and i should go read my old cabin war threads so what other wierd things i was thinking but not right now right now is cabin war time. I really hope this counts bc if so i just submitted some fake words and I’ve did this before in sessions so uh- I hope this counts i also hope that nobody actually reads this ba ha ha it’s kinda embarrassing- i should go do that- but also nah I’m not going to must. Write. I am loosing motivation this is bad bad bad actually i might go submit this then take a break till after lunch. Like i think our cabin will survive like I’m already submitting over 1k words to this war and other people are helping as well so you know this cringy bad random writing this is going to go get word counted-
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Weekly #2 July 2022
Part one 801 ✅


Yesterday we have been told. Our biggest champion who has helped the Jaguars win 6 championships is stepping down after this season ends- and not coming back for at least two years. Jay Patterson, the extraordinaire soccer player is stepping down. He will no longer be on the team, at least temporarily. He says he needs some time without all the stress, and just to be able to have more time to spend with his family. Let’s hear from our local news team to see what they think.
“I think that he made the right choice, butt it might really hurt the team. I don’t know if they’ll even make it to even the semi-finals without his help,” says Lia.
“I agree mos’ly wi’h Lia. While it will hurt the team mos’ likely it is good for him to be stepping down temporarily from this important posi’ion where he has a lot of stress to make sure he’s doing everything right.”
News everywhere has been talking non-stop about this great loss, and hoping that all of this isn’t stressing him out more. Jay said that soccer has changed his life for the better, and that he will be coming back, possibly sooner then he planned. Even though he never specified other then stress, society has a guess he is stepping down to help the family with a new Patterson on the way. Their 4th child is suppose to arrive by September, and rumor has said that they are having their 3rd son.

With the end of the basketball season, news is overwhelming us. The Cocktails, for the first time in over twenty years have won the championship by almost 30 points. This year the Robins beat between three and 5 guinness world records, a guinness world record by itself. Many of our older players have retired this year, opening up 8 slots for new players to come and join the NBA. Colleges and college students are scrambling to find ways to get one of their students in, or the students staying many extra hours after school just to practice. Many colleges have made their practices more often, and up to an hour longer. The officials are saying that they will let one student from each state, the best student in the state, to come to the ‘championship’. From there, half will be eliminated. Then that will continue every other week until they have their top 8 to put as replacements for the teams. It is said the first ‘championship’ will be held this August on the 16th in Washington DC. The NBA upon request for almost a decade, has made a team for the disabled. They will work alot like normal tournaments, and the number one team will get to have a tournament against the number one normal team. Anyone the age of at least 18 can tryout. Please check your state college page for when they will have tryouts for recruiting the teams.

There’s lots of sports news today. next week baseball season is starting, and every fan is hyped up more then ever. The Turtles have dropped out this year due to insufficient funding but has also allowed the Horses to trot into the light. The teams were well put together this year- it’s going to be a hard fight to win. The first game will be next Thursday at 8pm central time, the Horses versus the Dolphins. It’s going to be quite a starter game, they say. The stadium was sold out weeks ago which just shows how hyped the fans are. Set your expectations high for this years baseball! It’s going to be an awesome year.

Yet more sports news, it really is just that time of year! Badmitten, pickle ball and tennis lessons are going to be offered at the rusted activity center every Tuesday and Thursday for anybody interested in joining. There is a $20 fee, but then any other costs are taken care of by the club. Next month to the start of spring they plan to start some volleyball as well as track. All groups will have age groups, and anyone in between the ages of 12-60 can join and learn or practice a sport! Limited spots available, pay right away to ensure your spot. Most sports run for 8-10 weeks. This summer there will be a second session of volleyball, long distance and basketball. This July there will also be a single session for exploring sports, where any child between the ages of 7 and 12 can come for 7 weeks and try 7 different sports they might want to join in the future! There will be football, soccer, track, cross country, tennis and swimming. The sooner you sign up the better, most spots fill quick especially in the younger age groups!

Part two 810✅

scratch; the best coding website for kids!
Scratch is a coding website for kids ages 8 and up. It is a website developed by the people at MIT. Itt is currently about 2 and a half years into it’s 3.0 update. There are many great things about this website, which is probably why every teacher loves the platform. There is easy snap-block coding, that almost anybody could easily catch on to. The workspace is very simple, and has lots of room for you to code. The blocks are organized by color and type, which makes it very easy to find whatever block you need. The editor is very minimalistic and easy to use. Doing things like adding new backgrounds, new sprites, or even music is very easy. That’s just the editor though, there are many more aspects of scratch. One of the best features in my opinion is featured projects and studios, as well as front page curator. It’s an amazing way to showcase projects/studios on the home screen, as well as give some scratchers some attention to their studio or project. Some projects out there are quite unique, and do deserve this. Top loved and top remixed are pretty cool, but I wouldn’t put consider them a ‘best aspect of scratch’. Now probably for one of the aspects of scratch- commenting. Being able to comment is so useful. Even though some people use this feature to do bad things, like bully, but most people don’t. It’s an easy way to communicate with other scratchers, and talk to your friends. You can also use to to easily give constructive criticism. Even as such a common feature on most platforms these days, it is an awesome aspect to scratch.
There’s some other aspects that I really enjoy, things made by the community. One of my all-time favorite things about scratch is people who host virtual camps. They are so much fun, and motivate me to work on or do some of my hobbies more often. And unlike real camps, you can check in whenever and you don’t even need to check in every day! Another favorite aspect of mine are animated series. As well as comics. Even though some have cliches that are a little but overused, they all are super fun to read or watch and can easily get me intrigued. These people animate entire series just for fun, with out any type of pay unlike if you posted stuff like this on youtube. Wonderful aspect of scratch and I hope neither of these aspects created by the community ever leave.
But why are all these some of the best aspects of scratch? Well I’ll start with the online camps. I’ve participated in a lot of different scratch camps over the years. I even tried hosting my own a few years ago! As I kind of already mentioned, you can check in any time. I can live my daily life and still be able to participate in these camps, and no need to pack to go to them either! Most, if not all also have a competitive aspect. Usually there are different activities that give you points to get your cabin in the lead, and I am very competitive. I also motivates me to write for example for swc so that I might actually reach my word goal. I don’t think I’ve ever had a bad leader either- they were all picked well and thoughtfully. If I had a question, they would quickly and kindly answer it if I was confused on something. Next I’ll be talking about comics as well as including stories in this category. Most of the time they have a really good plot, which makes me want to read more while I wait for the next episode to come out. More on the story side, its a way to give small authors attention on their stories even if they have never published a book or don’t plan to. I don’t have to spend money to buy it, and no need to finish it in time to return it to a library either! Comics tend to take a bit longer for each episode to come out, but that just makes that episode more meaningful and more reasons why these are just such great aspects of scratch. Comics show each users art style, and how much they can differ. They can also be used as a way to showcase their art for other users to give critique on how they could improve. As an artist, your skill is almost always growing. But animated series are somewhat of the same way. You are entertaining people and able to get critique, while practicing your animation. So comics/animated series are such a great aspect of scratch, being very entertaining for the viewer, with an extra bonus of the creator being able to practice their art/animation.

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Our weather forecast seems to be pretty calm this week. This morning it looks like 68 in User, 78 here in Studio, and just in between at 74 in Project. On Monday we will have some wind chills flowing through and then we’ll be back to humid days for the rest of the week. Our weekly forecast will be high’s of 78,82,76,86,77, and 78 this week. Our lows will be 55, 58, 53, 60, and 50 for the next week. Thursday looks like the warmest day of the week this week, with Wednesday at the lowest. There is an expected heat wave coming this week, so remember to stay indoors or if you go outside, wear sunscreen and avoid going out for long periods of time in between 10am and 3pm. Now if we zoom out a little bit it looks like some rain is in the far east, moving very slowly. It is moving southwest, so it might completely miss us and worsen our heat wave. Yesterday on the coast of Comments there was a hurricane spotted in the distance. Our weather trackers guessed it’ll be about a 4 in scale, so maybe sure to be safe then sorry. Stay, and in the lowest level of the building in a room with no windows. It is expected to come anytime in between 4 and 11 am tomorrow morning. Roads near the beach will be closing tonight and midnight until the hurricane has safely passed through. The winds will be the roughest part of the storm, reaching up to 60-70 miles per hour. Remember to be safe, and onto our country forecast.
The south says they are in a serious heat wave- at temperatures at over 110 degrees and ability to get a sunburn just being out in the sun for 15 minutes. Managers are suggesting that you keep all your windows closed and only leave your house at absolute emergency. The heat wave is guessed to head north, which will cause our heat wave late this week. In Curators there seems to be lots of storms, almost non-stop for almost the past 12 hours they say. Many towns are near flooding or already flooding, with an average of 3 inches of rain every hour. But please do not try and leave your houses, as they are recommending that staying in your houses might just be safer. The state says that any house with over 50,000 dollars in water damage will have up to 70% of it covered by insurance, even if you have hit your out of pocket. Remember during any natural disaster or harsh weather to always be safe as it’s better to be safe then sorry. Floods can be extremely dangerous compared to storms, but hurricanes are one of the most dangerous natural disasters out there, so again, please remember to be safe. We hope to not loose as many lives that we sadly lost last hurricane during this one.
Signing off and yet again remember to stay safe, scratch news~

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Come to Four Seasons Water Park, where fun comes in seasons! We are an outdoor water park located here in Studio. This weekend only- 1/2 off admission when you order online! This bundle also includes free access to the slides, as well as being an all-day pass- for the price of two hours! We have many different slides and pools in our park for all different ages. We have a toilet bowl in winter, as well as a train for our little ones. We have a wave pool and a giant pool here in fall, the spookiest of seasons. In summer we have two large slides, as well as diving boards and a small splash pad in the shallow area. In spring we have a splash pad, and even more slides! In every season we have concession stands and a food court in spring to feed your appetite! Some of our best features is our giant lazy river around the entire park, our hot spring geyser in winter, and an ice castle we stole from disney world ! Our lazy river is just over two miles long, and critics say is the best part of the park! Come to Four Seasons Water Park today- and don’t forget to order you admission tickets online to save!

November '22 weekly 3

First, water intake. This is probably one of the most crucial, other then sleep. Your body is like 70 or 80% water, so you need to drink a lot of water. It will help with not causing dehydration, dry lips, sometimes headaches, brighter skin, and more. How much water you drink really matters your weight/height and bmi, but on average is 8 cups a day. Secondly, skincare. Skincare is super important, as your face is one of the first things somebody sees when they look at you. Simple things like washing your face 1-2x a day can help. Other things like gentle cleansers may help too. But it's not just your face, you should be using products like body wash while you're in the shower. Turning electronics off is probably a harder one. Our world nowadays is almost revolved around devices, it's normal to have a phone, some people getting one in early elementary while others don't get one till middle/high school. But especially on websites with light mode only, all that white can cause strain to our eyes. Now this doesn't exclude dark mode websites, as it still causes strain, just not as much. Blue light that comes from our devices is also bad for our eyes, and other parts of out body too I believe. Typing for example on laptop all day everyday can cause lifelong stuff like carpel tunnel, which is irreversible. Hopefully, this convinced you to try some healthy habits yourself!

weekly 4 word crawl this story isn't even done I have more plot point ideas I want to cover
tw mention of sxicide //

She sipped her eggnog slowly, watching the snowfall outside. It was a calm snow day, most people at home with school or work off. A gray cat was walking along the sidewalk, getting sprinkled with snowflakes. Anastasia finished her eggnog before standing up and leaving the quiet little coffee shop. She walked down the sidewalk a bit, making sure not to step on any of the cat prints, before stopping at handmade item shop. As she walked in it was full of clay bowls, jars, hand-sewn aprons, and more. Almost every kitchen necessity could be found here! She walked to the back of the store where there was some kitty print items. There were kitten paw oven mitts, cat butt aprons, it was wonderful. After looking at the rest of the store Anastasia grabbed a few of the kitty items before leaving the store. She continued to walk and found no more interesting stores, so she headed backwards to her car. She jumped in her black Chrevrolet and headed home in the slight flurry of snow. Christmas music hummed on the radio, and Anastasia bopped her head to the happy beat. She loves Christmas music, it gives her a sense of joy and happiness.

She pulled up to her dark grey townhouse and waddled inside, trying her best not to slip on any ice. As she got inside her own cat, Ally was waiting on top on the cat tree in the front room. Anastasia dropped her stuff and threw her new kitty kitchen essentials on the counter before slamming open the fridge to try and find something to eat. There wasn't much, so she decided on some leftover thanksgiving turkey from the other week. It tasted slightly off, but after getting drenched in some barbecue sauce it was fine. Dropping the plate in the dishwasher she grabbed Ally and headed up the cold, steep wooden stairs. Her room was pretty small, on the upper floor where not much heat navigated. It was filled with fluffy blankets, rugs and even window curtains. It was like a hideaway den in the attic, and Anastasia loved it. She grabbed a book she had been working on for the past month and started reading. It was called ‘Snapdragon’ by Kat Leyh*.

The sun was already starting to fall down the sky, the moon rising up in unison. As it darkened she finished her book and grabbed her switch from the nightstand next to her. She played Animal Crossing New Horizons until she fell asleep with her cat in her lap, purring. Anastasia rapidly woke up the next morning to her very loud neighbors, nearly an hour before her alarm was suppose to go off. She slumped out of bed, deciding to put this extra hour to good use. After getting dressed she almost fell down the stairs to go get breakfast. Her other cat, Odin, decided to awaken from his hiding spot and try to trip Anastasia into giving him breakfast. After remembering there wasn't much good food in her fridge, she grabbed the emergency french toast sticks from the mini freezer, not awake or motivated enough to go out and buy breakfast. The sun slowly rose as the morning awoke. After finishing her food, she decided to leave the house on this not-quite-bustling Thursday morning. After shaving the ice off her car, she jumped in and started driving, not even an idea where she was going to go.

Remembering she had a class, Anastasia headed to the activity center. The class didn't start for nearly another hour and a half, but she decided it would be good exercise to walk laps while she waited. Many hundred laps later, it was nearly time for the class. She threw her earbuds, running shoes and coat in a locker before basically sprinting down the steps to the class. She couldn't even remember what this class was, just marking it down in the calendar as ‘class at activity center’ probably nearly 6 months ago. She felt like she could never remember anything, and she always felt bad about it. There weren't many people in the class, or more likely even showed up. It was mostly females, with the only male seeming to be someone not even apart of this group. Her watch beeped as the clock struck 11am, and class started almost immediately after.

“Hello, and welcome to art club! I'm Lilac, and I'm the teacher of this group. To start out with a fun little ice breaker, I would all like you to say your favorite art form and your name! You, in the brown jacket, would you be okay starting?” Some girl named Lilac almost yelled.

“Um, could I go last?” Anastasia anxiously asked.

“Yeah, sure!” Lilac energetically replied. “You with the black boots can start then!”

“Hello, I'm Kayleigh, and I enjoy sculpting!” She smiled.

“I-I'm Birdie, and I really enjoy painting, but I do sculpt a b-bit as well,” Another girl mumbled.

“Hey hey, I'm Orchid, Or Orid as some call me! I love to invent stuff, but that's not quite an art. My favorite art form is drawing for my webtoon series, Whispering Wheels!”

“And I'm Piper, I like origami.”

“Well, hello all of you! I'm glad you arrived today! I wanted to keep today simple. Partner up with somebody and just have a casual conversation. In about half an hour I'll bring out hot chocolate and other snacks to snack on too,” Lilac told the group.

Anastasia slowly stood up and surveyed the room. Kayleigh seemed interesting, but she was already in a group. Birdie seems to awkward, better stay away from her. She decided on saying hi to Orchid, despite not overly liking loud people.

“Hey,” She said as she almost bumped into Orchid.

'Hello! Your the new member, right? I've been in this group for years now, I almost know all the ins and outs. Why didn't you introduce yourself today? It's rumored it can put bad luck on you during the session,“ Orchid asked; barely taking a breath.

Anastasia took a breath. Trying to seem as joyful and exciting as Orchid, she replied, ”That's pretty pretty cool I guess. I-I guess I didn't feel like it? I'm not really a people person, I prefer to just hang out with cats.“ She felt like she was sweating and out of breath after running a race. Trying to keep this mask on about being so friendly was hard. Anastasia ran out of the room, collapsing on the floor barely ten feet away. She could be away from the pressure of keeping on a mask, everybody thinking that she's okay.

All was quiet for about a minute. She probably didn't even care about me. I'm obviously the stupid awkward new kid that does something super stupid on the first day because I can't control myself Anastasia thinks to herself. Salty tears start streaming down her face, and before long she's basically balling in the middle of the floor in a public building. Trying to keep herself calm, she slowly started to stand up. By the time she had stood up and her eyes were slightly free of tears, a blob purple started to appear. Not thinking correctly, Anastasia stood there and basically stared with her red face and wet sweatshirt sleeves.

”Hey, are you alright? I saw you run out of the room,“ It was Orchid, the kid she tried to talk to earlier. Of course it's her. Anastasia thinks with anger. Anastasia just stands there, not even responding. ”The rest of the group is still talking, follow me. I know a perfect little place where we can talk alone.“

Anastasia decides to follow Orchid, there was no reasoning not to. The two of them seemed to walk for quite awhile, considering the building was quite small. Orchid stopped at a small room behind an office space, pitch black and empty.

”This is where I like to hide. I spend a lot of my time here, it's almost felt like a second home to me. My parents used to work here too, so I've joined basically every club there is and know about every nook and cranny. Lets just say this place is quite dear to my heart,“ Orchid giggles, which makes Anastasia giggle a bit.

”How are you even allowed back here?“ Anastasia quietly asks, biting away the urge to fall into tears again.

”It used to be a workout room, but nobody used it. They emptied it out and I just use it to hide away. Nobody in the office minds anyway, as long as I don't make too much of a ruckus.“ She explained. Anastasia nodded before sitting down near a back wall. Orchid walked over and sat down next to her, but not too close to give personal space.

”So, could you tell me a bit about yourself? If your comfortable, of course.“ Orchid asks.

Anastasia huddled her knees close to herself, but her feet were restless. ”I'm Anastasia. I don't really have a nickname of any sort, but my family likes to call me Anne. I turned 19 last month and have lived by myself for nearly 3 years now. I use art almost as an escapism technique, to get away from reality I guess. It kind of helps to soothe my anxiety too.“ She tells Orchid.

”Why did you move out of your parents house so early?“ Orchid sincerely wondered.

Anastasia froze, pulling herself tighter. Her vision began to blur, it was about to happen all over again. It was a wet spring morning. Her parents decided to bring them out for breakfast, but it started to rain quite heavily as they left. Her parents thought that I'd be fine, but it wasn't. They were turning off of the highway, as the wheels fell off the road and the rolled into a ditch filled with rainwater. Her mother died, father seriously injured. He later died, after inhaling too much water in his lungs to be saved. It was just Anastasia and her sister left, who had miraculously survived. They were stuck in the hospital for over 3 months. After dropping out of highschool, the two of them decided to start their own lives. Try to forgive and forget. Her vision black as a warm body moved next to her. She calmed herself as her vision came back, and the two of them just sat in silence; a comforting silence. Her watch beeped again.

”It must be noon,“ Anastasia says, before actually checking her watch and noticing it was 1pm. ”Did I miss the entire session?“

”Yeah, you fell asleep. But we have another session next week, Lilac will understand first days can be extremely stressful.“ Orchid said. ”Are you okay alone for a bit? I'm going to go grab some leftover snacks from art club.“

”Sure,“ she replied in a soft voice as Orchid stood up and walked out of the room. She opened her backpack she forgot that she was even carrying and opened a notebook. Anastasia started writing, working on some story boarding for a hopeful novel. What felt like not long later she heard a door creak behind her.

”I'm back, I brought you some snacks too. Oh, what are you writing?“

”Oh, not much. Just a storyboard for a novel I want to write someday. Along with my hundred others,“ Anastasia replied in honesty.

”Could I read what you have so far?“ Orchid asks.

”Yeah, sure.“ Orchid sat down next to her again. The warmness of another body comforted her, and she loosened up before falling asleep, again.

The dream was normal, or it seemed. She was home again, greeting her cats. Grabbing something to eat. Heading to her cozy room, chilling until bed. It felt like just the other night. She was walking up those cold stairs, as she started to have a sinking feeling. The stairs became human height away from each other. She couldn't walk forward, and the pressure was too much to try and jump. It felt like quicksand, but quicker than sinking in quicksand.

”Help!“ Anastasia called, but nobody else was around. It was just her, and her two cats. She felt like she was falling off a cliff. Oh, how she wished it was real. Maybe it would end her numbness inside. But then the floor was back to normal. No sinking, no falling. But, it didn't feel like a dream anymore. She woke up suddenly again with a cold sweat, but not really relieved that it was just a dream. She was still longing for that cliff. Death would end the numbness and pain she felt daily. There was no other way. Orchid soothingly rubbed her back to try and cool her down, not saying anything.

Anastasia stood up, recovered from everything that just happened. As she touched the door handle to open the door and it turned to- mangoes? She touched the door itself and it turned to mangoes too.

”Um, Orchid, do you have any idea what is going on? It seems like everything I touch is turning to mangoes, and I can't do anything! I would be in big trouble if I turned this entire building into mangoes,“ Anastasia asked in extreme worry.

”Calm down, pinch yourself, are you sure your not still dreaming?“ Orchid advises.

She pinches herself. Yup, still awake. Then why was this happening, when it wasn't happening earlier? Anastasia sits down, right there in front of the door. If you don't know what to do, just give up, right?

”Maybe it's some curse? Just wait it out, and hopefully it'll leave,“ She touched the wall, and it didn't turn to mangoes. What craziness was that! she sighed, but quite relived.

”Well, it was nice meeting you today. Maybe we could meet up again soon, outside of the club?“ Anastasia asks.

”Yeah, sure! Here's my number,“ Orchid scribbles down some numbers on a peice of paper and hands it over. ”I work a part-time job on the weekends, but other than that, I should respond pretty quickly!“

Anastasia smiles before walking out the room Orchid brought her to multiple hours ago to hide. She smiled like she was a kid getting her own kitten, and couldn't stop. Something about Orchid really made her glee, she never wanted to leave her side. Pushing her way out the front doors, she ran to her car. The snow had stopped, but the roads were still pretty icy. The traffic wasn't that great either on the way home, but luckily her home wasn't far. As she drove up she basically sprinted inside, still almost on a dopamine high from Orchid. She's never felt this way about anybody else before, but really loved the feeling. After eating a bit of food she ran back to her cozy bedroom and added Orchid to her contacts. She wanted to nonstop text her till she went to bed, but she knew better. With nothing left to do that day, Anastasia decided to stalk Orchid's socials, see what type of things she enjoyed outside of art. It was so focused on Anastasia today, Orchid never got to properly introduce herself. She kind of felt bad, and quite selfish. Am I really just running to anybody, trying to comfort myself, for something that won't last? That accident was years ago now. She shut off her phone and decided to go to bed a bit early. But she still couldn't stop thinking about Orchid. There was something special in that girl, and Anastasia loved it.

The next morning dawned as always, but it felt like a brighter, happier day then she had felt in months. She felt like cleaning the house, running errands and maybe doing some self-care, all things that she hadn't done in months. Her phone dings and it was a text from Orchid. Starting out the day with a text from Orchid? This is going to be an awesome day! It asked if Anastasia wanted to hang out at the park or maybe go shopping later today. She immediately replied yes!!!! and started to research some cool places to hang out. The two of them went back and forth almost the entire morning like it was the best thing they had to do. They decided that that evening they would go to Anastasia's favorite coffee shop to try her favorite seasonal drink, the eggnog.

Orchid arrived a little late, but it was fine. The two of them ordered a large cinnamon eggnog to share, and Orchid agreed that it was delicious.

”So, tell me about yourself. Since you weren't able to earlier,“ Anastasia says bashfully.

”Well, I'm Orchid, my family or close friends sometimes call me Orid. I'm also 19, and art is kind of my passion. I've tried almost every art out there, too, believe it or not. I grew up with just one sibling, a brother who's about 6 1/2 years younger then me. I've lived in this little town my entire life, and I just recently moved out. As I mentioned earlier, in my freetime I work on a webtoon to try and make a little extra profit when I'm not working,“ Orchid explains.

”Cool! I remember you said you liked to invent things; what have you invented so far?“ Anastasia asks.

”Oh, not much. I've created a few things to make drawing easier but then I find out somebody else had already made one. I've only made two things that haven't been fails, but I haven't been able to market them yet.“

”You should totally bring those items the next time we meet! They seem like some pretty cool items,“ Anastasia reponds.

”Heh, thanks,“ Orchid responds while slightly blushing.

Anastasia's watch beeps again. ”Oh no how the time has flied! I better head home- it was nice meeting you today!“ she says as she stands up and rushes out the door.

Why did she have to leave in such a hurry? And why didn't she tell me earlier? Did she forget? Orchid thought. She brushed it off and returned the mugs before leaving the coffee shop herself. I do, really like her. Orchid admits as her face turns red again.



Next week, it was the day of art club again. Anastasia really hoped she wouldn't fail this time. Anastasia decided to arrive early again, maybe she was excited, or just enjoyed walking laps for hours. When it had finally reached the time for club to start, Anastasia basically ran downstairs to try and make it there first. But she wasn't, Orchid was already there.

”Hello again,“ Orchid says to Anastasia, almost like she was ignoring her. Did I do something wrong when we went to the coffee shop?

”Hey,“ Anastasia responds, matching the monotone tone.

Lilac opens the door to let them in, as well as the other group members that had arrived. Oddly, nobody said a word, unlike last week when it seemed like everybody was bustling with endless energy.

”Hello, and welcome to the second session of our art club! I'm Lilac, if you don't remember. This week we will be focusing on sculpting. It'll give practice to those who are good at it and something to try for those who aren't quite yet!“ Lilac explains to the group.

”Yes!“ Kayleigh, who was sitting behind Anastasia, basically screams in her ear.

”Now, this isn't elementary school, I don't think I need to guide you much. The white clay is air dry clay, the tan one is polymer clay. I have paints on the other table to paint your finished creation next week. Have fun!“ said Lilac.

Orchid stands up to grab some clay, still ignoring Anastasia. Does she think I'm mad at her? Did I anger her having to leave so suddenly yesterday? I really hope she isn't made at me- Anastasia wonders. She decides to grab some clay for herself and start working in the limited time they have. She decided on the polymer clay, the obvious superior clay. After sketching out some ideas in her notebook, she started to sculpt. It was turning our pretty nicely, shaping pretty quickly. By the time there was a halfway through class break, she was already over halfway done.

”I hope your sculptures are going well! Enjoy a 5-minute break to eat some snacks, stretch, or take a bathroom break,“ Lilac says.

Anastasia was surprised at how well this session was going. She hadn't had a panic attack yet, unlike last week. The people seemed, at least somewhat, inviting. But Orchid might still be mad at me! I probably still ended up ruining everything. Now nobody in this class likes me. I could probably drop out anyway and not be missed. Anastasia admits to herself. Trying her best to push away the bad thoughts, she continued working on her sculpture some more, ending up as the first one done. She put her creation on the drying table and opened her story boarding notebook. Some of these ideas are pretty good. Maybe I should start writing one of them.

”What a quiet session today, that means there was a lot of focus! But this session is over, can't wait to see you next week,“

Anastasia stands up, but doesn't leave. She wants to talk to Orchid, and she will do it. Orchid stayed late, probably waiting till Anastasia would leave. After noticing Anastasia wan't leaving till she did, Orchid stood up and walked out of the room as fast as possible, not even saying a friendly goodbye.

”Hey, Orchid!“ Anastasia calls from down the hallway. Orchid ignores her, continuing her walk, head to the ground. Anastasia starts to run, and finally catches up.

”What do you want!“ Orchid basically screams, stopping abruptly.

”I-I was just wondering why you don't want to talk to me anymore? You seemed like I was the best person in the world last week, and now you barely spoke a word to me this entire week's session,“ Anastasia explains.

”I don't want to talk about it, ok?! Some things are meant to be personal and not just shared with random people you've barely met," Orchid replies in fury, storming off almost immediately to not let Anastasia repsond. What have I done….

Anastasia jumps in her car to head home, but couldn't stop thinking about what just happened. Did I just ruin everything.. again? Thoughts ran through her head like a subway train, but she couldn't stop thinking of the worst. I should probably just drop out of this group, it would be for the better.



The rest of the evening passed by uneventfully and slowly. Just around bedtime, Orchid sent the first text she'd sent to Anastasia for days. Call me. It said. Plain and simple, and Anastasia called almost immediately, unknowing to what this call was even about. Apology? Admitting to her wrong? Wait, that's an apology. The phone rang and rang, but Orchid picked it up just as the call was going to fail.