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Author's Note: I'm supposed to create a story based off of a sentence I chose on the board, and I would like to score high for word choice in this piece. Comment if you think I would have.


Wars are stupid. They're messed up. My husband was in the army, and we just got a letter, it said that they lost him. They don't know if he's dead or alive. This is horrible! I'm a single mother now, living at home with my beautiful daughter. I haven't told her yet, and I'm never going to. She deserves the right to know, but it would break her little fragile heart. Maybe this is for the best, considering I met a very handsome man last month. We've been kind of an item. Steph doesn't mind him. She actually enjoys his company. They have a very nice bond, and I'm glad they get along, because I think he's the one.


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I hate Brad. He's my mom's new boy friend. I know these types of things. She's never trying to get donut off of his face with her mouth, and I know it! And I know for a fact that he's allergic to donut. And bikes, and barbies. I also know that they're hiding my daddy somewhere. My mom and Brad. They think they're all that, but I know their story, and I will find him! They wont keep him away from me any longer, and I know exactly where he is! "Here I come Daddy!"
"What was that honey?" asked my horrible mother
"Can I have a cookie?" I quickly asked


"Sure, I'll go get the oven started." and I went off, thank god I'm still small enough to fit through the doggy door. I ran, down the walkway to our front door. Then I stopped at the gate. The thought of climbing over it made me want to bawl. My dad used to always toss me over, and my mom would be waiting on the other side, ready to catch me. Obviously neither one of them were present, so I just pushed the latch down, and walked out. I'm pretty tall for a five year old, so I was able to reach it.


As I'm walking down the side walk, I asked myself, "Where am I going?" then my inner self told me, "The airport." I agreed with my instincts, and walked to the airport. I would say it took a good three days to get to the end of the block, and probably another four to get to the airport.


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"Okay Steph, the cookies are done, if you want one while there still warm. Steph? Stephanie come out of hiding right now! This isn't funny! Fine! I'll eat them all myself!" She bugs me. Her favorite game is hide and seek, and she's very good at it. I can never find her. But she can come out, when she's ready. Because I really don't care the least bit.

"Brad come see this! It's so pretty!"

"What is?" replied my lover, while looking over my shoulder.

"You left the gate open, how generous…." I said in a very snotty tone that I'm pretty proud of. "No I came in the back door, and you know that. You greeted me this morning by throwing something at me."

"Oh yeah, then who did it?" We both look at each other, and we realize that Stephanie isn't playing hide and seek, and she never was.

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By the time I got to the airport, I was very tired and hungry. So I went to this restaurant, and I ordered all by myself, which I was pretty proud of. I had a pretty good meal. Some macaroni with apple slices. I took my meal to go. The workers were really stupid to give me glass plates. That's just a waste of money if I'm going to throw it away, and that's exactly what I did. While I was gently applying the plate to the garbage, a very kind man offered me a drink. I took that offer, and it was delicious. But at that moment I had n clue who this man was.


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I had no clue where she would be! She's a boring person that has no friends, she doesn't know how to get to a park. So I was thinking, maybe the airport. She always talks about how much she misses her father, and maybe she thinks he would be coming home soon. "Airport, stat!" I say to Brad with a lot of emotion. He replies with a, 'why not?'.

When we show up, we're running at this point, hoping no one will take my child away. While we're running, I see her, throwing something into the trash. Then I see a tall man, in uniform, standing right in front of her. And I could see, even from a distance, her breath caught as she saw him standing there, sunlight dancing in his eyes. She started crying and running towards him. "Daddy, Daddy! Never leave me again. Never leave me with this evil person you call your wife! She's a bad person daddy!"

Of course, he turns over to me. Gives me a horrible glance, and walks away, into the sunlight, with my child, and never came back.