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I've never been good with surprises, so when my husband and friends surprised me on our brick front patio for my birthday, I threw my hands up to shield my face on instinct.

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I looked out a window with awe at the beauty of the ocean only 100 feet down from the surface.

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"And what would you like for Christmas little boy?" said Santa as the child jumped into his lap.

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I've always loved carving plastic models to look as realistic as possible.

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I used to love "digging for treasure" in my large backyard when I was a kid.

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The snow was blood red.

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She had her mother's eyes and her father's nose.

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I hunt child killers and bring them to justice.

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I cry my eyes dry, feeling the weight of the pistol against my temple, speaking aloud all the reasons I want to live through the night.

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There was a homeless man, stumbling around and moaning loudly, that I tried to help earlier today.

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Title	Upvotes	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
I've never been good with surprises, so when my husband and friends surprised me on our brick front patio for my birthday, I threw my hands up to shield my face on instinct.	8
I looked out a window with awe at the beauty of the ocean only 100 feet down from the surface.	7
"And what would you like for Christmas little boy?" said Santa as the child jumped into his lap.	7
I've always loved carving plastic models to look as realistic as possible.	7
I used to love "digging for treasure" in my large backyard when I was a kid.	7
The snow was blood red.	6
She had her mother's eyes and her father's nose.	6
I hunt child killers and bring them to justice.	5
I cry my eyes dry, feeling the weight of the pistol against my temple, speaking aloud all the reasons I want to live through the night.	5
There was a homeless man, stumbling around and moaning loudly, that I tried to help earlier today.	4