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My Team Won 1st Place in AAWC!
My Team Won Second Place in CWWC!

Hi everyone! I’m here with my next AAWC entry!

team-swan

And, by the way, GO TEAM SWAN!!! WE ARE WINNING!!!! 😀

Misty, I included a swan in my story :)

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I sat on the ground and let out a hiss as I took my hands off of the broomstick. Slowly, I turned them over and grimaced as I saw them. They were raw and bloody. I swept the back of my hand across my forehead, wiping away the sweat and then looked up at the sun. I had been sweeping for three hours. It was completely unbelievable how dirty the orphanage got in such a short time. I had just swept a few days ago and now here I was at it again.
Hesitantly, I picked up the broom and went to put it away so I could wash up. As I dipped my hands into the basin, I winced at the sting. I bit my lip, trying not to cry. It wasn’t just the pain of my hands that hurt, but everything inside me. Every day for my entire life, I had been doing chores here from sunup to sundown. Nobody here liked me, but worse, nobody loved me. I was like the black sheep of the flock, different from everybody else. I was picked on, teased, and bullied every single day. I don’t know how I got on, but somehow I managed to get through the long, hard days.

After I had eaten my bowl of beans, I trudged up the stairs until I reached the third floor. I creaked the door open, slipped off my shoes, and wandered over to the window. This was my quiet, peaceful time. Away from chores, away from people, away from troubles.
I gazed up into the night sky, the stars twinkling at me. Then I saw my wishing star. I grinned and folded my hands as I stared at it and whispered:
“Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight. I wish I may, I wish I might, have the wish, I wish tonight. I wish for a new, happy life, surrounded by people who love me.”
I closed my eyes and let a few tears trickle down my cheeks. Why had I been given this life? Why was I treated so poorly? Why were my parents taken away from me?
Thoughts like those floated through my mind and I cried for a long while. I wiped my tears away and looked back at the stars, searching for new constellations. There was the Big Dipper, Ursa Minor, and then I saw one that looked a bit like a swan, soaring through the night sky. I wish I could fly away from here.
After a while, my sleepiness caught up with me and I sauntered over to my make-shift bed on the floor. Letting out a large yawn, I closed my eyes and fell asleep. In my dreams I flew away and went on a grand adventure, making friends and finding a loving family on the way. It was the best dream I ever had, because it all felt so real.
When I woke up in the morning I heaved a sigh. I wish that dream would come true.

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ANOTHER SAD STORY!!!! AGH!!!! I’M TERRIBLE!!! XD

Love,
~Fluffet~

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