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		<pubDate>Thu, 12 Apr 2012 13:42:13 +0000</pubDate>
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<p>There was an old man who went to the bakery to buy a piece of bread for his grand daughter. He held with him his counted or budgeted amount of money, when a group of young people came to the bakery with him and have him as a hostage while their other fellow member pointed a gun at the cashier. And they took the money out of the machine and ran away. But the old man tried to fight back. They unmercifully shoot the old man at the back that lead him to spleen bleeding. He died laying down on the floor bathed by his own blood. Until that time, nobody could point out the suspects of the crime. The cashier and security guard didn&#8217;t recognized the suspects because they we&#8217;re wearing bonnets on their heads and hurriedly went out.</p>
<p>Another crime was a family who were rich and famous were the center of the kidnappers ideal prospect of kidnapping. They had a daughter who was studying on the University near their house, a walking distance away from their house. She would usually just walk in going home to maintain the atmosphere of being humble enough to just take few steps in heading home. His father have taught her not to be boastful of their current status because all will just pass away and they couldn&#8217;t bring their riches when they die. At the very day on the morning before she was kidnapped, she bid her mother goodbye with the sweetest kiss on her cheek. They could never have imagined that was the last time their daughter went home. It was already late at night when her parents started to worry and have contacted some of her close friends but she wasn&#8217;t with them. The kidnappers then called and asked for 2 million dollars as a ransom for the girl and if they failed she would be brutally killed. The girl&#8217;s parents were willing to pay the exact amount of money as asked. So, they both went to give the money and bring their daughter back. They went to an abandoned factory where the kidnappers held their daughter captive. As they headed there, the police officers had already been following them from behind to back up. The representative of the kidnappers went out to get the money from the parents. But when he heard the police patrol that came over he shot the girl at the head and went away.</p>
<p>The girl underwent comatose for quiet a long period of time. A witness have given a statement regarding the suspects who have parked their car just in front of the University during that day. They have waited there for the girl to go home. They have been observing her for few days until the time she was kidnapped. The witness gave the sketch of their faces and the plate number of the car they have been riding on. But the car was retrieved not far away from their town with nobody in it. Until that very time the crime was unresolved.</p>
<p>There was corrupt officer of their town. He would create strategic plan that would lie about their monthly income in the town and have the extra money handed over him to his own pocket. He wasn&#8217;t proven guilty because he has posted each of the official of the government their monthly share. But then one honest man stood up by him to prove him wrong and wouldn&#8217;t give in to bribery. He went to the court to file against the alleged corrupt official. But the said official fought back at his allegations by telling lies about him that he was under medication of having <a href="http://www.medicinenet.com/schizophrenia/article.htm" target="_blank">schizophrenia</a>, the official showed falsified documents at the court with the signature of another bribed psychologist. The case was then closed and pleaded the corrupt official as not guilty because their evidence were strong enough to prove him wrong of the allegations he had at the corrupt official. The honest man was then filed a case of slander and had been imprisoned for few years. Another unfair and unresolved case.</p>
<p>The <a href="http://www.bls.gov/oco/ocos272.htm" target="_blank">court judge</a> went to a magician who had been trustworthy of the job the he was making. The court judge asked him to provide a mirror that would indicate each of the suspects on every crime&#8217;s face, appearance and of course location. It had to be done to stop the rampant crime the town was facing. But the magician still need to study few of his grandfather&#8217;s written books, and it was locked down at the basement of their house. He needed to wait for two more years to have the lock opened. So, they waited and many cases of the court we&#8217;re pending and still unresolved. After the long wait, those cases would then be put to justice. Families of the victims would rejoice that their family member would be at last given justice.</p>
<p>The mirror had limitations, it could only accumulate three cases on a week. So, the family members and or owners would be listed on the court&#8217;s big book to have their cases scheduled for trial. The listing would be from the oldest to the latest crime or cases. The procedure would be to let the victim stand in front of the mirror and it would bring back the day when the crime happened like a flashback or watching a true story movie at the mirror. It will then indicate the faces of the criminals, each one of them would be pointed out with their basic information, like their names, address ad their physical appearances. It will then conclude which location they are hiding at that very exact time. The police officers will hurriedly come to the said place to jail the criminals without any further <a href="http://www.uscourts.gov/FederalCourts/UnderstandingtheFederalCourts/CourtofAppeals.aspx" target="_blank">court appeals </a>because the mirror was accurate and thought to have told the truth as its purpose.</p>

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		<title>Powder on</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 26 Mar 2012 04:17:56 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>AmandaJones</dc:creator>
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<p>A <a href="http://www.bls.gov/oco/ocos056.htm" target="_blank">psychologist</a> who has been bothered by some women who get to consult her of desperate <a href="http://helpguide.org/mental/mental_emotional_health.htm" target="_blank">emotional problems</a>. A client who had been married for ten years, went to consult for her help, she had been suffering emotional bombardment of her past. She had a boyfriend not long ago before she met her husband. Now her past is haunting her that she couldn&#8217;t sleep at night. She could dream of that ex-boyfriend of hers and somehow bothered her. At one time they saw each other and just stared and passed by themselves. Her feelings were awakened by such incident and reminded her of the past. Now, she want to fully forget everything and move on. But it seemed she got stuck up by the situation.</p>
<p>Another client was having <a href="http://www.goodcharacter.com/BCBC/Pressures.html" target="_blank">pressures</a> of her responsibility as a mother. She is worried about what will happen next. She is very careful about taking good care of her kids that they wont get sick and wanted them to always be strong and healthy. She worried about their future of who will take care of them, thoughts of what ifs? What if she will die tomorrow or her husband will get laid off from work, or they will have nothing to eat. So much worries and pressures she is giving her mind and body all stressed out.</p>
<p>The third client came and told her she was losing hope of her love life. She thought she wasn&#8217;t giving enough for their relationship or she wasn&#8217;t really being pampered well. She was optimistic of all things that all should properly fall into the right places and all that she had planned for will be done perfectly. That she would be depressed if things aren&#8217;t happening as she had planned.</p>
<p>Another girl came over and asked help of how to overcome too much thinking of his boyfriend. She was so jealous about every little thing that her boyfriend do and where he was going, to the extent that she have to go with him wherever he goes. Even at boys night out she would see to it that she was there and got her boyfriend rid of flirtatious girls their age. She was so possessive of her boyfriend that almost choke him. She needs help to change her mind setting and was afraid to lose her boyfriend.</p>
<p>A woman on her forties was still waiting for the right man for her. She had several suitors but still couldn&#8217;t find the right one of her choice. She had been choosy all those years and thought that she wouldn&#8217;t settle for less. She had the highest standards of the man she should get into a relationship with. She had her preferences based on fairy tales and happily every after relationships. She was afraid and careful to choose the right one.</p>
<p>The psychologist had really hard time to get through with each of their mind and heart battles. The main objective is to have the right mind setting and have the heart focused on doing and choosing the right thing. She had been having sessions with them to ease their troubles but seemed a long way to go for them to recover and get through with it.</p>
<p>She had been studying her books upon each of their cases. The first woman should choose not to get bothered of her ex-boyfriend and focus on his husband and family&#8217;s affairs. She should be barred from reminiscing those past events, for it has long been over with them and there is no way that they will be together again for the sake of the family. While the second woman should take one step at a time and should live on a daily basis not worrying about what tomorrow may bring. The third one should be contented of what she had and shouldn&#8217;t be pushing too hard on making everything perfect and everything will just fall out of its place  perfectly at the right time. The forth one should trust her boyfriend. Because after all, her boyfriend fell in love of who and what she was right from the beginning on the first day they met. And the last client should have stopped being choosy at her age and should have chosen the right one earlier and not at her older age.</p>
<p>She had been bothered about each of their cases and for the ones coming ahead. So, she had formulated an idea of having something to help ease their bothered minds and hearts. She had formulated a powder that would miraculously turn their worries at ease and their hearts would beat at the right person in the right time. It will be applied on their faces as instructed. The psychologist have chosen the powder because it is the most convenient kit a woman could carry on handy. Until then, they have used the miraculous powder to help them out of their problems. The psychologist became a businesswoman as well. She spent most of her time marketing her miraculous powder.</p>
<p>Somehow all of her fellow psychologists opposed of her new found idea because they have lost their clients and have chosen the alternative of psychology which was the miraculous powder to heal them. The psychologist who formulated the miraculous powder had also given them a chance to learn how to make the miraculous powder on their own, she opened an exclusive school for psychologists specializing on miraculous powder making. The idea or the formulation had remained exclusive for the fellow psychologists only. The widespread of miraculous powder&#8217;s popularity had made a vast change on the psychology profession.</p>
<p>Until the State issued a decree of making the miraculous powder as a course attached to psychology. It has been proven effective and people who had suffered different emotional problems had stood by using it and proclaiming how they were healed at an instant with the help of the psychologists guidance.</p>
<p>That was the beginning of the new tandem that helped people alleviate their own problems and succeeded in conquering them with the help of psychology and miraculous powder.</p>

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		<title>Downfall</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 08 Mar 2012 15:35:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>AmandaJones</dc:creator>
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<p>He frequently gambled his profit each day with the aim to multiply the money and earn a greater income. But then he loses and sometimes wins. It was not always a winning battle. He loses and got himself out into trouble with debts.</p>
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<p>One day he was completely broke that he went to buy for a <a href="http://nylottery.ny.gov/wps/portal" target="_blank">lottery</a> ticket on his last penny. He was lucky enough to win the jackpot price and leaped to the highest with joy. Her family were very happy. They went on a month vacation to different places, places they have never been before. Ate delectable food they never tasted at an expensive restaurant and went shopping, bought new clothes and shoes and diamond studded jewelries.</p>
<p>They bought each of them a new car, his son and daughter and his wife. They chose each of their own choice regardless of the price. His wife chose a red car and his daughter a pink one. His son chose a sports car with its latest design. He chose a black car with a popular brand name. The wealthy man bought a vast landscape of land near the beach and constructed a new mansion for them to stay.</p>
<p>It has been a year from that time the wealthy man had won the lottery. He had been too easy in spending the money. His children went to a well known University of the rich and the famous. He provided his son and daughter the life he never had. They have each of them their own bodyguards to foresee that they are both well and an assistant to take care of their needs. His wife went to casino almost everyday while the wealthy man established two new businesses for them, a franchise of a food chain and grocery store.</p>
<p>It was not for long that his son had joined a <a href="http://www.fraternityinfo.com/" target="_blank">fraternity</a> that made his life miserable. He get drunk each day and eventually dig in to be addicted to drugs. To the extent of stealing money from his father. The wealthy man have him rehabilitated for months so that it will not get worse. Indeed, he went well after months but did turn again to his vices.</p>
<p>The wealthy man&#8217;s daughter had also been influenced by peers to go shopping with the latest trend of clothing and expensive shoes. She would also ask his father money to treat her friends in going to night outs and went home late and drunk. It continued because the wealthy man got her spoiled by giving out all her wants.</p>
<p>His wife withdraws large amount of money to pay for the casino and gamble for almost every other night. She continued on losing and have herself dumped with debts and withdraws again from their bank account. She just couldn&#8217;t control her vices with the motivation of winning bulk amount of money someday. It is without the consent of the wealthy man and without him knowing about the withdrawing of money.</p>
<p>When the wealthy man have known about the amount of money that her wife had withdrawn, he was desperately downhearted and dismayed by his situation that he as well almost gave up. He called up his secretary to evaluate their funds, so that he will impose on some rules for his children as well as his wife and to make them aware of their misuse of the money that they have been given.</p>
<p>He called for a meeting, all of the family members and told them about their situation. They barely listened and wasn&#8217;t even paying attention and instead they continued with each of their wrongdoings. His wife gambled the more of thinking she could retrieve the lost amount of money she had withdrawn, his son drank the more because he thought his life is getting miserable, his daughter as well joined with her peers to steal at the department stores to have her the life she always wanted, to be shopping the clothes she would love to buy. The wealthy man not knowing what to do drove himself away from the situation and went to a farther place to spend time and think.</p>
<p>While he was thinking, he have thought of doing something that would help him ease the situation, and device a plan to impose it. He made a <a href="http://www.gadget.com/" target="_blank">gadget</a> that would control the mind of the person wearing it. He thought by controlling their minds he would stop them from doing what is wrong and let them live in walking at the right direction. After having everything prepared he decided to go home.</p>
<p>So he went to get inside his car and drove. He was filled with excitement on his heart that all will be fine after having them wore the gadget. His wife was at the casino, his son down the street drinking and his daughter with her peers enjoying the night at the bar. The wealthy man would go to them one by one and hand them over the gadget. His son will have the watch , his daughter a bracelet and his wife a necklace. Those gadgets would navigate them at the right thing to do. It has been set to control them.</p>
<p>As he was passing by the road, a man waved at him to hitch in going home. The man have told him that he will be just dropped by near their place. The wealthy man, with kind heart let him in and ride with him. It wasn&#8217;t long that the stranger held a gun on his head. He wants to get all the money that is with him and all the jewelries that he have been planning to give his family. But the wealthy man refused to give the jewelries and the stranger hit him real hard to get the jewelries and got it. The wealthy man fought back and got hit by the bullet on his head and died on that very night. His family grieved for his death and bitterly wept that if only they had been concerned about their situation, their father and her husband wouldn&#8217;t end that way. It was their greatest downfall.</p>

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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Mar 2012 13:00:50 +0000</pubDate>
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<p>At dawn they have decided to leave. A yacht was prepared for them to come aboard. The driver was with them and that makes the three of them. As they sail along a hard rain fell and tossed their vessel. The whooshing wind came hitting them going nowhere. Their navigator got hit by the thunder and their yacht almost drowned. But a vacuum like machine took them right away to the island where they should be heading. To their surprised a little ant like creature was operating the machine.</p>
<p>They were held from the ocean to a large tunnel and just below the ground was a constructed huge building with a factory of somewhat medicine shaped capsules. There were thousands of ant like creatures working together and moving really fast. They were rushing their work to produce more capsules. In a day of labor, they would produce 5 capsules.</p>
<p>A group of hundreds would cut the plant and another hundreds would carry the plant inside the tunnel and to the factory. Hundreds were assigned of shredding the leaves into their shredder. Then, another hundreds would place the shredded leaves on a the machine that would squeeze it into juice, have it placed on its individual containers and have it dried. When dried, the capsule would be placed on the big steel container and kept it tightly closed.</p>
<p>After they saw the whole process of making each capsule they were seated on a huge seat that would fit them all three together. A speaker was then placed in front of them. The ant like creature was speaking, he uttered, &#8220;why did you came here?&#8221;. Andrew answered, &#8220;we came to look for the plant that would heal cancers and even uncured diseases.&#8221; The ant like creature then replied, &#8220;you have came at the right place, you must have read the book that I wrote. I wrote that book years ago and had it stolen by a <a href="http://oz.wikia.com/wiki/Wicked_Witch_of_the_East" target="_blank">wicked witch</a>. She knew my plan of releasing capsules to help the people but then, she stole it from me to accumulate more money for herself and become rich.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;But she didn&#8217;t know the right formula to make the capsule, I didn&#8217;t told her and she made as ants, all of my team. She made us suffer and she would return here to get the quota of capsules we should produce for her. That is why as you see we are making it the fastest. We only have couple of months to obtain it. She is up there right now over this tunnel, relaxing and acting like a <a href="http://www.royal.gov.uk/hmthequeen/hmthequeen.aspx" target="_blank">queen</a>.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;I am by the way Dr. Green. I have discovered the plant&#8217;s effectiveness and organized this group to help the sick but we are stuck here with the spell that has cast upon us by the wicked witch. Please help us. You need to get the staff from her to return us and this place to it&#8217;s original appearance. You need to hurry. She is awake right now and must be fishing at the shore. We have to wait until midnight to pursue the plan. She has a bird who watches over her while she is asleep. You have to struck that bird down in silence, so that she wouldn&#8217;t be awakened and cast a spell with her staff. It is a risky thing to do but you must try. We have to help the people who are suffering right after we get the staff. This afternoon you have to befriend the bird and give it a bread mixed with poison that will be effective at midnight. Once you succeed we will not be having any problem with it.&#8221;</p>
<p>Andrew and his companion followed the instruction as planned. They befriended the bird and gave it the bread with poison. Eventually the bird struck down at midnight. The wicked witch fell asleep as they slowly took a grip on the staff and they got it successfully. The wicked witch was awakened and tried casting a spell to them but Andrew hurriedly turned the staff pointing to the wicked witch and made her a frog.</p>
<p>Andrew then turned the staff at the factory while casting a spell to bring back everything into normal. The ground broke and came out a huge building that was built intended to manufacture the capsules. Dr. Green happily clapped his hands to their heroes. Dr. Green had made a promise to Andrew and the team that they will be the one to hand over to the poor and needy who got <a href="http://www.cancer.gov/cancertopics/types/commoncancers" target="_blank">cancers </a>and uncured diseases the medicines or capsules that they made. But have the capsules sold at the cheapest price to those rich people just to sustain the manufacturing of more capsules. Dr. Green is a wealthy man and had made the right decision to help the poor. Because they barely couldn&#8217;t buy their medicines.</p>
<p>Andrew and the team went to find debris of materials to build a boat in going home. Dr. Green also ordered that they should buy a yacht at Dr. Green&#8217;s expense to be used as transportation of the medicines. They finally finished making a boat and went to assail in going home. Andrew and the team listed the names of the persons that they will be providing medicines and have given them the right dosage and amount of medicines to follow. The people were really happy to hear such breaking news of the medicine that would help then somehow lengthen their lives. The news was heard all over the world and Dr. Green accumulated hundreds of branches worldwide. Dr. Green, Andrew and the team&#8217;s story was featured as the world&#8217;s greatest breakthrough.</p>

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		<title>Desperate Invention</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2012 05:34:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>AmandaJones</dc:creator>
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<p>As you went to answer about your basic information, a screen will open and will verify about your personal information. And if you will answer them correctly, you may get inside the door. A robot will take off your suit for you or your hat and or your umbrella. You will be stunned by the inside of the house. It is filled with <a href="http://www.paintingsandclocks.com/paintings/paintings.htm" target="_blank">antique paintings</a> on the wall. All was made by the same person through the time. The paintings says about what he wants to invent in the future. It was chronologically arranged and of which some that he had already invented and some he is still studying of and still to be making.</p>
<p>You will also see the paintings of the persons he met and has been part of his life through the years and that includes each of their stories as it was added to their description in each of the paintings. Now, a man named Willy went to get inside and to ask help for he was having trouble with his car&#8217;s engine. An old man came stepping down from the stairway as he was staring at a blank photograph frame. He has his white colored beard on and he wore an old shiny shoes as he walked by slowly. He holds like a staff with him, it looked elegant and expensive. He then looked at Willy and introduced himself to him. His name is Gem, as he explained that it means he has a treasured intellect. He invented all that Willy have seen inside his house.</p>
<p>Gem asked Willy why do he came in a deserted place like his. He warned him wasn&#8217;t he afraid that he might get harmed. Willy confidently answered him he is not afraid of the old man and looks definitely harmless. He pointed his cane on a blank photo frame. He added, &#8220;do you want to know why I left that blank?&#8221; Then, Willy started to feel a bit scared. He thought that this old man might really has to do in harming him but he politely answered the he has no idea at all.</p>
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<p>So, the old man just didn&#8217;t explain anything as he went to a picture of a beautiful woman. He then exclaimed, &#8220;she is my wife&#8221;. Willy asked, &#8220;where is she now?&#8221;. Gem gave him a glance and kept quiet. He then went to the next picture and told Willy he is my best friend, we went to grow up together and shared great memories. He paused for a while and asked Willy, &#8220;do you really want to know where she is?&#8221;. Willy uttered, &#8220;yes&#8221;.</p>
<p>Gem told him a story. &#8220;My wife is the prettiest woman in our town, she dances gracefully and is one of a kind. I fell in love with her on the first day I saw her. She is Pearl, her name fits her so well like a genuinely planted pearl from the deepest ocean. We were married for fifty long years, until I have heard that they have been secretly dating with my best friend for quiet a long time. I went to investigate of it myself but I couldn&#8217;t find the reason of proving it right. I have invented a chip that I should be placing on her ring to know where she is going and records everything she does. It was an expensive ring that I gave her at our wedding anniversary. She was so glad to receive the ring, without knowing what is inside the ring&#8221;.</p>
<p>&#8220;There was a night that she went to a party and I allowed her to stay late. I will then have to fetch her upon going home. As she went there, I can see each person that she talked to and every conversation she makes. I have heard her talked to my best friend saying, &#8220;I am ready and prepared.&#8221; I was enraged with anger that I drove the car the fast that I could to be with her and talk to her. I came to the party and talked to her asking her what conversation they had with my best friend. She answered we weren&#8217;t talking about anything malicious. So, I went to see my best friend and left her alone near the beach, it was a beach party.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;I saw my best friend on a farther place and asked him of what they have talked about. But then my best friend refused to answer me. So, I went back to see her and explain to her what I have inside her ring. But it was too late, I couldn&#8217;t find her anywhere. All that was retrieved of her is the ring that I have given her.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;My mother once told me of a <a href="http://www.eaudrey.com/myth/mermaid.htm" target="_blank">mermaid </a>that lived down our village ocean. And I remembered about it. I asked my best friend once again of what they have talked about. Then, he told me the truth, that my wife is a mermaid and wasn&#8217;t really allowed to came here. As a violation rule, Gem must die for marrying her but their king ordered that instead of killing Gem, Pearl will become a literal pearl down at the bottom of the ocean where it will be hard of Gem to find her. So the conversation about &#8220;I am ready and prepared&#8221; meant leaving Gem to face her consequences.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;So, the reason why I left that photograph frame blank is that I will place a picture of her as I will invent two legs just meant for her, because the legs she had when we were together already deteriorated. I have to find her first. But at my old age, I couldn&#8217;t seem to swim down the bottom of the ocean. Will you help me find her? &#8221;</p>
<p>Willy, with a sympathy for the old man, answered, &#8220;I am willing to help you&#8221;. So, they planned with the equipment Gem had invented, to get down at the bottom of the ocean. They worked together for a week in finding Pearl until Willy came to the deepest level of the ocean and went inside a cave and found a heavy box inside. Gem invented a cliff that would lift the box up. A the box was lifted, it slowly opened and Gem&#8217;s wife pearl went out as a mermaid. She was floating as she was lifted. Gem revived her heart and she woke up. She was shocked that her husband knew about her being a mermaid. But then Gem explained everything and Gem&#8217;s invention of a new pair of legs fits Pearl so well. They were so happy to be together again. Willy became their heir of everything they have. He have helped them so much that Gem had thought it wasn&#8217;t enough to thank Willy.</p>

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		<title>Blossomed</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Jan 2012 01:57:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>AmandaJones</dc:creator>
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<p>The butterflies of white, yellow and violet kissed the flowers with happiness. The girl is blessed with such loving parents. Her mother would wake up in the morning bringing her the flower she would never hesitate to receive, her favorite baby&#8217;s breath. It brings joy to her day to face the sunshine smelling the sweetest scent of the flower. She would then be awakened by its aroma as her mother would place the flowers beside her.</p>
<p>Red rose is the name given to the girl. Red Rose&#8217;s mother named it after her because it is the highest seller on their shop or the most loved by the couples to be their flower <a href="http://www.yourweddingcompany.com/index.php/action/createWeddingMotifs/planId/505/" target="_blank">motif </a>at their wedding. Her father&#8217;s whistle is heard at dawn while sprinkling water to their garden. Her mother would gracefully pick up bunch of flowers from the well bloomed set. Bridget is the name of the girl&#8217;s mother and Jones is her father&#8217;s.</p>
<p>Red Rose grew up in an affectionate parents, they would cuddle around the garden most of the time. They just look great being together. Bridget would finely select the most appropriate wrapper for the bouquet of a bride and sing love songs while making it. So much love and so much happiness.</p>
<p>It was a beautiful sunny day when Red Rose helped her mother on arranging flowers for a wedding. As she was hemming them in perfect design, she would usually smell their scent. She would then, at the back of her mind think that someday she will find a man of her life and would be dressed in the most elegant gown while walking down the aisle. She was absent minded again as her mother called her. Bridget told her to keep working because they are running out of time, they should avoid delay for such memorable occasion.</p>
<p>They will be the one to deliver the flowers to the venue and at the church. So, Red Rose hurriedly cut the flowers until well arranged. But while cutting, she accidentally slit her finger with the scissors. The droplets of blood slowly fell on the fresh petals of the white roses. She wiped them out as fast as she could to avoid the blood from staining the flowers. She held a piece of cloth to stop her fingers from bleeding. She then headed to the venue with her mother.</p>
<p>The church was resounded by such inspiring love songs. They walked slowly to fill the aisle with wonderfully attached flowers on each side. The brides&#8217; parents and the groom parents were all there busy preparing for an hour of preparation before the wedding. Their relatives and friends were wearing their best formal attires which fits them well. The girls  with their blush on and lip sticks on their lips make them looked stunning and pretty. The boys were wearing their well ironed suit or tuxedos. The children wore colorful pastel colored dresses as they giggled with excitement with their basket full of petal flowers inside.</p>
<p>At the venue were in lined white clothed long tables for the guests with a higher elevation table for the groom and bride. The waiters were busy preparing the food menu of the day. While the kitchen areas are also well prepared. The emcee practiced his line of the program while talking to himself and strategically prepared the exciting chronology of the event. Red Rose gave Bridget a hand on decorating for the place with their chosen flowers. As they were finishing wrapping up things, her mother forgot something for the bride, she forgot to give the bouquet of flowers for the bride.</p>
<p>So, Red Rose was tasked to go back at the church with the bouquet of the bride on her hands. She ran fast that she almost stumbled just to be there before the ceremony. She took a deep breath while stepping in front of the church. Outside the church is a tall man and well mannered as he kept looking on his watch waiting for his bride. As she walked nearer him, a flashback of the memory came to her senses. She knew him, somewhere but she can&#8217;t figure it out. So, she headed passing by him but the groom noticed her and as if he knew her. As Red Rose headed forward, she paused for a while and took a glance at him back. At her surprise, he also is staring at her. But she still didn&#8217;t remember anything about him. She went to see the mother of the bride and handed her the bouquet.</p>
<p>The mother of the bride was there and she was about to show her the bouquet but the crowd were having a commotion as they ran down the street. A cry for help was heard. It was a tragic day. While the car where the bride was in got hit by a big truck. The driver of a big truck was said to be drunk and drove recklessly. The groom went to the site trembling and like being torn into pieces with brokenness. Almost like a flash running out there. He held with him the bride with the stained blood on her gown, she laid unconsciously on his lap. The ambulance went and brought the bride at the hospital.</p>
<p>Red Rose was intensely terrified by the event, asking does they have something to do with the petals stained with her blood while preparing the bouquet or is it a sign that something tragic will happen. Also she wondered why did she ever looked at the groom as if she already knew him. Who is he and why do he looked familiar to her? She couldn&#8217;t answer them at that time while the loud crying of the family were heard. They didn&#8217;t expect such accident. All of them went to follow where hospital the bride was headed. The church went silent and serene. Nobody was left there except Red Rose. She was devastated and went back at their house kept thinking.</p>
<p>She fell asleep while at the garden, she heard a sound of someone calling her. As she figured out where the sound came from, she went through it and surprisingly saw that tall man sobbing and crying while calling her name. She woke up scared and remembered what had happened. The tall man was the man she had loved. And that woman who got hit by the truck while inside the car and the bride was her. She turned around at the garden and saw only dried and rotten flowers all over. She shouted with the highest extend but nobody was there. She noticed at the ground inside the garden and engraved name, she brushed out the dried petals over it and she saw her name on it with the date of her birth and death.</p>
<p>It was on the day of their wedding that she went back to their house because she forget her  <a href="http://www.marthastewartweddings.com/231143/white-wedding-bouquets/@center/272502/bouquets" target="_blank">bouquet of flowers</a>. She hurriedly went back to the church to avoid delay. The groom while looking for the time on his watch, thought he saw her passed that&#8217;s why he stared at the place to kept looking for her but didn&#8217;t really see her. She thought she had been seen that time but she already was dead while heading to her mother to show the bouquet. She already died at the accident. Such a tragic day, flowers will never blossom again on their garden.</p>

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		<title>Fun Food Facts-1</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Dec 2011 13:10:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[TweetWe all have our favorite foods.  Most of the time, we don’t even think about how it even got to the local market, if it is health, let alone where/when it came to be.  We just know what we like; &#8230; <a href="http://partedinthemiddle.com/archives/757">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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<h2>French Fries</h2>
<p>Naturally, when you think of French fries, you assume that this most common of fast food wonders was invented by the French.  But, you might be wrong about that fact.</p>
<p>The debate is still raging about which country can take the claim to fame, when it comes to this French fried potato.  Although the French will adamantly state that the dish is aptly named, the Belgians might take exception.  According to their historical recollections, <a href="http://www.belgianfries.com" target="_blank">Belgians claim the French fry fist became popular in the 1700’s</a>, when all of the rivers froze over in the area of Wallonie. Since fried fish was the main source of their nutrition, the people had to come up with something different; so, they turned to the potato.</p>
<p>Naturally, there is no way a potato can even come close to tasting like friend fish.  But, according to the Belgians, their ancestors gave it a good try.  Because they really liked their fried foods, it’s believed the potatoes were originally cut into shapes that loosely resembled little fish, and then deep fried.</p>
<p>Of course, the French still believe they were responsible for this tasty discovery, during the same period of time in history.</p>
<h2>The Hamburger</h2>
<p>Of course, what is a great French fry without a hamburger to chase it down? But, as you are biting into that meat patty with pickles, ketchup, mustard, onions, cheese, have you ever wonder where this popular fast food got its start?</p>
<p>If you want, you can decide it started with the Mongols.  Always on the move, it’s said these warrior didn’t even stop for a meal.  To avoid slowing down to eat, the warriors had people sharing carts with animals ready for the butcher’s knife.  After the meat was cut into pieces by the mobile servants, it was tenderized by placing it under the saddles of the riders.  When it was time to eat, the rider simply grabbed the softened meat and ate it raw.</p>

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		<pubDate>Sat, 19 Nov 2011 13:14:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[TweetOthers believe the first hamburger was invented in New Haven, Connecticut.  Supposedly, a customer needed a lunch to go.  So, the cook made a meat patty and stuck it between two slices of bread. Of course, if you come from &#8230; <a href="http://partedinthemiddle.com/archives/761">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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<p>So, depending on where your loyalties lie, you can decide what you believe are the origins of the hamburger; or, you might just be glad someone thought of a great idea.</p>
<h2>Pizza</h2>
<p>Pizza has got to be one of the most popular foods. In one pie, diners can potentially eat something from all of the major food groups, depending on the toppings. Of course, that is one of the reasons why pizza is so yummy. You can top it with whatever you desire, in order to make it extra tasty.  But, have you ever considered who might have had the very first pizza pie?</p>
<p>If you really want to get technical, the first pizza pie is probably as old as man himself. In the beginning, cooks would make a batch of unleavened bread.  Then, they would flatten it out and add toppings, before baking it.  Like the pizza of today, the<a href="http://www.gerd.net" target="_blank"> ingredients depended on personal tastes</a>.</p>
<p>Okay.  If you are not one to let go of lifelong notions easily, the first pizzas, as we know them today, probably originated in Italy. In the first century B.C., someone named Virgil wrote down his pizza recipe before he died.  <a href="http://www.calzonesf.com" target="_blank">Calzones</a> and other wonderful pizza creations have a strong history in Italy.</p>
<p>Regardless of where we live, or the origins, everyone has a favorite food.  But, there are some foods that are more common favorites than others.  Today, convenience seems to be the biggest deciding factor.  Fast foods or delivery items are really popular. But, long before there were drive-thru restaurants or home delivery, those favorite foods started in someone’s home.  Somebody had a great idea that eventually became such a tasty treat that it was passed down from one generation to another.  The history may even have been lost over time; but, the legacy lives on, and it sure tastes good!</p>

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		<pubDate>Fri, 18 Nov 2011 13:16:56 +0000</pubDate>
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<p>Did you know . . .</p>
<p>Duct tape was first invented for the Army during World War II.  It was created to solve the problem of protecting ammunition from getting wet, and subsequently not being of any use when needed.  The taped worked.  It kept the ammunition free of moisture.</p>
<p>Although it only came in kelly green at the time, the tape was actually called duck tape, in the beginning, because moisture rolled off of the surface, much like water rolls off the back of a duck.  However, the army soon found some more great uses for this awesomely versatile and strong tape.</p>
<p>It wasn’t long before they discovered that this very strong substance was also great for temporarily fixing mechanical problems with jeeps, until they could get back to base.  Probably the most amazing fact about duct tape is the fact that it might be responsible for saving lives out in the field.  After being wounded, soldiers sometimes used duct tape to bind the injured, until they could get them to proper medical care.</p>
<p>Now you know that duct tape is even more versatile than even you imagined.  So, next time you use it to fix something around the house, you will remember that it got its beginning during a very unsettling time in world history.</p>
<p>Did you know . . .</p>
<p>Eight of the forty-four United States presidents have been left-handed. If you do the math, that is eighteen percent.  While that doesn’t seem like any big deal, maybe it would be a little bit more interesting; if you knew that the national average says that only about ten percent of the population is lefties.</p>

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		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Sep 2011 13:29:08 +0000</pubDate>
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<h2>Charles Dickens</h2>
<p>Even if you don’t like to read classical fiction, you have probably heard of one of his most famous works, <em>A Christmas Carol. </em>The book has been made into several different adaptations of the same theme, from the time of silent films until the most recent animated movie starring Jim Carey.  But, did you know that he also wrote four other Christmas stories, each darker than the previous one?</p>
<p>If you have ever taken a writing class, one of the first things you will be taught is to write about things you know.  It will give your piece credibility.  If you try to write about things you don’t really understand, it will show in your finished work.</p>
<p>Most people know that Charles Dickens wrote about the society of his day.  <a href="http://bloggold.tumblr.com" target="_blank">The rich were very rich</a>, and the poor were very poor.  But, what you might find interesting is the fact that he and his family were actually put into debtors’ prison, just like the characters in <em>David Copperfield </em>or <em>Great Expectations.</em>  Although the stories are definitely a work of fiction, the foundation is based in  part on some of the facts of his own life.</p>
<p>Dickens actually got his start as an editor for a paper.  Many of his works were published in the paper in serial form.  Readers would have to wait for the next installment.  He suffers a stroke and dies, before the last installment of his final book is written.</p>

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