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Chapter 1 So I guess I COULD say that this is the story how I died. But unfortunately this is no Disney movie where there was a miraculous break through at the end. Although there were times where there were random intervals of bursting out into song but let’s not get caught up with the semantics. But death…well, it was scary. And despite what you would think, it wasn’t because it was so unknown but because it was so final. Just knowing that everything you love was just going to be finished, no second chances, no take-backseys had a terrifying ring to it. How did I die? Asthma attack. Bet you’re disappointed. No I

Love Bug Chapter 1: Happy Anniversary Two, You S-U-G-A-R, jump into your racing car, say SUGAR RUSH! SUGAR RUSH! Hey! As soon as Ralph stepped through the gate onto the rainbow bridge, lifting his hand over his face to shield it from the permanent sunshine in this world, he heard the familiar poppy jingle of the Sugar Rush theme song playing from some untraceable point far off in the distance. Kanashiku nattara . . . mabuta wo tojite goran . . . hora yume no naka nara . . . namida wo wasurerareru . . . The warm, sugar-infused smell of the pink-tinted candy world filled him with an almost immobilizing feeling of nostalgia and deja-vu. Ral

You were the proud owner of a little crafts shop in a small town. You made most of your product, and had fun doing it. A lot of your product would correspond with a close by holiday that was either here or coming up. It was Easter time and you were painting some eggs that you’d hollowed out. You had taken them into the woods, along with your paint and had started painting them, inspired by the spring time flowers. As you painted, you were humming to yourself, enjoying the nature around you. Once you were done with an egg, you would tie it to a low hanging tree branch to let it dry. You had painted dozens of eggs by midday and you were

~Author's Note: IMPORTANT!! There's a bit of Australian slang ahead that I can guarantee you won't understand lol. So here: *Bloody oath!: that's certainly true/As mad as a cut snake: very angry/Dog: unattractive woman/Earbashing: nagging/Good onya: well done/Lair it up: to behave in a brash and vulgar manner/Pig's arse!: I don't agree with you/Make a blue: mistake/She'll be right: it'll be alright/That'd be right: accepting bad news as inevitable* ~Enjoy!~“(Y/n)!” You look up from the pastel-colored confetti to see your coworker Liz pacing towards you fretfully with a box in her arms. “What’s wrong?” you ask.