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Today is my seventh birthday, and uncle Charlie is taking me to the pet store to get a puppy.

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"I'M ALIVE!", I shouted repeatedly, after miraculously surviving a car accident that should have killed me.

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As I sat at the park, I pulled out my sketchbook, deciding to use the elderly man sleeping beneath the tree as my subject, and began to sketch the scenery down to the last detail.

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Before the poisoned drink could reach my lips, the thought of my five-year-old child was enough to restore my will to live.

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Caleb couldn't wait to see his little cousin in the next two weeks.

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"This won't do." her husband said, remarking the expensive shoes that were too small for her feet.

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I closed my eyes as the surgeon administered the anesthesia, and slowly drifted to sleep.

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I studied my reflection and examined the features of my face, which bore a striking resemblance to my sister.

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"Goodnight," I whispered to my son as I tucked him in with his favorite stuffed toy.

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Just before turning in for the night, I concentrated on my reflection as I brushed my teeth.

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Title	Upvotes	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
Today is my seventh birthday, and uncle Charlie is taking me to the pet store to get a puppy.	1390
"I'M ALIVE!", I shouted repeatedly, after miraculously surviving a car accident that should have killed me.	1108
As I sat at the park, I pulled out my sketchbook, deciding to use the elderly man sleeping beneath the tree as my subject, and began to sketch the scenery down to the last detail.	541
Before the poisoned drink could reach my lips, the thought of my five-year-old child was enough to restore my will to live.	458
Caleb couldn't wait to see his little cousin in the next two weeks.	73
"This won't do." her husband said, remarking the expensive shoes that were too small for her feet.	50
I closed my eyes as the surgeon administered the anesthesia, and slowly drifted to sleep.	19
I studied my reflection and examined the features of my face, which bore a striking resemblance to my sister.	18
"Goodnight," I whispered to my son as I tucked him in with his favorite stuffed toy.	15
Just before turning in for the night, I concentrated on my reflection as I brushed my teeth.	9