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My Favorite Vacation

One of my biggest dreams in life, is to travel around the world.   I haven’t gotten far yet, but then again, I’m only just eighteen.

My Mom and Dad have still traveled around the states with my siblings and myself.   We have even made it to the Bahamas!   Out of the places I have traveled with my family, and the vacations I’ve had with them, I do have a favorite.   It was hard to pick out, but I have found it.

My favorite vacation was when my Mom and Dad took us to California.   We drove there from our house, stopping along the way to visit my Aunt and Uncle.   I had so much fun in that sunny state.   Anywhere near the Ocean will usually count as a favorite place for me!   On that vacation, we visited so many places and saw so many things!  We even went whale watching for the first time in my life.   We hiked, ran along the beach, sun bathed, swam, and visited museums and refuge zoos close to our resort.   My family and I were even able to ride horses along the shore, one of the biggest highlights of the trip for many of us.   The weather was beautiful the entire time, and the beaches were plentiful, not to mention abundant with sand dollars and shells that I brought home by the pound.   Our location was surprisingly quiet and pleasant.   It was a very fun experience, and I enjoyed every minute of it.


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One Word: Flabbergasted

Today my one word is flabbergasted.   First of all, I’m flabbergasted at how fast the month of October has gone by!   I feel like I blinked my eye, and it vanished!   Where has the whole month gone?   Secondly, I’m flabbergasted that my birthday is in two days, and the fact that I will be eighteen, absolutely blows my mind!   To think I have been alive for eighteen years just sounds absurd, and those years have just whizzed on past!

That is why my one word for today is flabbergasted.

Get ready for Halloween!

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One Plane Ticket, Unlimited Adventure.

If someone were to give me a plane ticket, and told me I could go anywhere in the world, where would I go?   There are so many places in the world I want to go, so many things I want to see.   I could fly over the icy waters of the South Atlantic until I reach Antarctica, where I could meet penguins and watch whales of many shapes and sizes surface in the Ocean.   I could speed through the air to the tropical forests of Brazil and visit the ancient ruins of the Mayan.   I could zoom over seas to the savannahs of Kenya and discover the animals I only dreamed of seeing.   Prowling lions, beautifully painted zebras, huge hippos, laughing hyenas, tiny meerkats, bouncing gazelles, majestic elephants, and more wait for me to admire them.   I could walk the white ruins of ancient Greece   Or prehaps I could go to Ireland to see the beautiful coasts, rolling hills, and grassy moors.

There are unlimited possibilities for me to choose from.   However, there is one place I have always wanted to visit for as long as I can remember, and that place is Egypt.   I long to see the vastness of the desert and hold the Sahara sand in my hand.   I want to dive in the Red Sea.    I want to ride a camel on the steep foot paths no human in their right mind would walk otherwise.  I want to visit the ruins of every last temple, pyramid, and tomb and float down the River Nile in a simple dahabeeyah.

So many places I could go.   So many things I could see.   I just need that one plane ticket to get there.

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One Word: Frigid

Today is a very frigid day.   The sky is covered in dark grey clouds and the wind cuts at my face with his icy fingers.    That is why my one word for today is frigid.   Even the inside of my house is cold!   I can tell winter is on his way and it isn’t even November yet.

It is a frigid day indeed, when icicles coat the trees.


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Picture Prompt #1: The Story-Teller

In a lonely tent, deep in the desert of the Sahara, there lived a women and her cat.   The woman was a well-known author all over the world.   Her works included fantasy, fables, poems, nursery rhymes and songs, thrillers, science fiction, and much more.    Almost every type of writing that can be done, she was famous for doing it, for no one in the whole of the world was as good a story-teller as she.

So why did she live in such solitude instead of in the spotlight if she is so good a writer and so famous, one may ask.   Well, the women hid herself away because her stories weren’t hers at all.   The woman was simply the narrator.   Indeed, she was but the copy lady who wrote what she heard.   The real story-teller was the women’s humble orange cat.

Every day the women would take her seat in front of her type writer, and every day her cat would sit in front of her on the desk and tell the women all kinds of stories.   He told the most wonderful stories, that the women could not help but want to share them with the world.   So, every morning as the cat told his story, she would write them down, and every evening, she would get in her old jeep, drive across the desert, and bring them to her publisher.

The lonely women loved the cat so much.   He had been her only companion through her childhood in the orphanage and all the way up to this very day in her adult life.   The women knew that if anyone found out that her cat was the creator of such marvelous stories as these, let alone that he could talk, he would surely be taken away from her, become famous, and she would never see him again.   So the women and her cat kept the secret between the two of them and not a soul on the earth or in the sky ever knew who the real story-teller was.

“Every day the women would take her seat in front of her type writer, and every day her cat would sit in front of her on the desk and tell the women all kinds of stories.”
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© Lindsay Amber

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One Word: Anxious

Today, my one word is anxious.   I’ve been feeling this way often lately, much to my discord.    So many things going on all at once, so many dreams are coming into my reach!   I’m anxious to start taking ballet lessons for the first time in my life, a dream of mine since I was very little.   I hope they are all they appear to be.   I’m also waiting for the arrival of my new camera!   There is also the approach of my birthday that is keeping me on the edge of my seat with excitement.   With the approach of my birthday also means the approach of the birthday gift I’m excited to treat myself too!   I’m so anxious for everything to happen!

That is why my word today is anxious.

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1 Person Who Makes My Life Better

Everyone should have that one person in their life that they can tell truly, that they make it better.   It can be anyone really, a friend so close you feel like you could be sisters, your real sister, a relative, that special guy, or even that sweet old lady who always makes sure to fill you in on the “newest” used book she has in her bookstore you visit often.   These people have many shapes and many faces.   They can be old, young, or in between.    I just hope everyone in the world – and outside of the world – can name a person like that who means so much to them and who makes their life a little brighter.

For me, this person goes by a popular name; she is my mother.   I choose to label my mother as the person in my life who makes it better, because she simply does.   I am almost eighteen years old, and from the very moment I was born, she held me close and told me she loved me.   I’m pretty sure she was telling me that even before I was born.   My mom is strong and beautiful.   She is loving and caring.   We can go from serious to outrageous in an instant and have fun like she is a crazy teen, too.   I can tell her anything in the world and never feel like she loves me any less or thinks any less of me either.   I never have to worry about telling her a secret  only for her to blow out to the world.   I can trust her fully and always.   My mom makes my life better because she has helped my through the ups and downs and the all arounds.   She has been through so much and seems to always know what to do.

There are sometimes when I think that my mom actually try to make my life worse, but really, she just worries and wants to keep me safe and close to her.   When I think about that, I forgive her and want nothing more than to make her feel like she is accomplishing that – and she is.   How can I get mad at her when she is only protecting me and doing everything, even if I don’t always understand it at the moment, out of love?

I know it’s hard for her to see her children grow up and leave, but she bears it with grace as often as she can.   Even though she wants me happy and near, she still helps me fill out those college applications to schools fifteen hours away.   I appreciate her strength and understanding in those times, even when I know it hurts her.

For those reasons, I have chosen my mother as the person who makes my life better.   I hope she knows how high I hold her in my heart and how much I truly love her (and my dad too of course!).   I am sorry for the things I say when I get upset, please know they are never true.   You are so wonderful, I have to make things up when I get mad!   And also, please know that no matter how far I am, I still love you and always will.   One day, when I am married and have a daughter of my own, I hope she can love me like I love you.   Even if she loved me only half as much as I love you, that would be plenty enough for me because I love you so much.