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22 hours ago, Spark of Hope said:

Finally doing this… sorry for the wait! Spelling and grammar have been left bad intentionally, and I put in current-me commentary

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Animal collection

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Insects are bone free. Insects have hard scin.

Parrot fish live in aqaireums. Some parrot fish live in oshin water. Parrot fish hach from eggs.

Koalas can have a 1 or 2 babie’s. To koala’s family the mother koala is afade

In caves a long time ago bears liveed. As they got older they had babys. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! Then dieed. Now just caves.

Wales spra out blue water. This Wale is spraing water. (Illustration of a whale)

Being Scard of School! NO!

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One the frist day of school I was scared! (Scared is written shakily, it looks almost hairy) Then wuns I got deeper and deeper into school I felt happyer and a tinny biut scared (again written shakily). And then I got a worksheet. It said Can you find 10 pink flowers? at Math. I said Mabby. At last it was time to go home. “Bye” I said. “COOL!” said Kaden. (Kaden was a friend I had from daycare who eventually moved between 2nd and 3rd grade)

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On my trseth(?) Valentins day whun I was 20 years old I was happy. Then I got my valentines. I was………………. EXCITED! (Excited is the only word on the page) Then we aet supper. The supper was spgedi! YUM YUM! (I’ve always loved spaghetti)

Worms

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Worms have 5 hearts. Wroms have a ring aroad their middle. Worms don’t have any bones. Worms slip and slid.

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Win I was a baby, I cried (the c was backwards though) alot like this “WA WAWA!” Win I am six I will be HAPPYYYY! and………Esitiiid! Will you? I hope so. Then win Iam 7 all be more happy.

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One evnening me and my mom went to Super-target. We go down the ballarena iel.

Crismis

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Last Crismis I got something I relly wunted! A OOpsiees OOpsiees Lalaloopsees! And I allso got Lalalopse littles. And I……….. LOVEVD THEM! Then finally my parints opened thar prezit. The end.

Princess day! Purple Queen. Little pink prinsess. Prinsess and queen at school book.

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Once a pon a time two lovely prinsesses named Ally and (my name) started to wite a story. Win…………. the storybook was finiched……… they soewed thar techer. After thay soewed thar techer it…. it was time to… leve school.

Context here… I used to have a pet rabbit named Holly.

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Good bunny! Bad bunny! Then one nieit, she dieed! (There’s an illustration with a “bunny” with her collar and her spots on her) Bie! I love you Holly! With all my hairt! She was 7. Was she my good bunny? Yes! She was! Then my Dad beared her. Bie good bunny! STOP DAD STOP!

Birth.

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Win I was born my Mom throue me up in the air. Then win I trned 1 year old I lrnd to walk! It was… AMAZING! SWEET! Then win I trnded 5 I cad tip-toe and wisper and YELL! The end.

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Soon I want to get my hare cut to the bottom of my neck. The resin why is because it tikls me and it gets my back wet. I heyt that! I love thes coloers Pink purple blue green redishpinkish wiete. I love Alll thos coloers! And if it dos that I will be HAPPY! Do you want your hare cut?

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One niget at Chukchesis taey invited the royl pepel. Win we wrestle on the road we drivd to Chukecheses. “Mom” “yes” “win will we be thar?” “in one minit” Win we got to Chukechesis, I saw Ajerran. He is nice! (I’m guessing Adrian? He was a friend of mine in daycare)

Win I was a baby.

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A long time ago whun I was little I criaed alot. Now I’am 5 in years half years old I don’t cria any more. (Liar) And on taet paje we wre playing princess. (referring to my illustration) Thun they left I felt sad. It was sad. Thay wre sad too.

Win I tho(ugh)t I cood make transportatin

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Wen I tho(ugh)t I cod make a car oout of jelo and if it went under water I tho(ugh)t that a sha(r)k wod bit it, thair would be a hole. Then I tho(ugh)t of makeing a sailboat out of paper. But that wood be bad. Then I tho(ugh)t of makeing a taxi out of crinsruchshin paper, but I tho(ugh)t that wood brak. Ah. And thin I tho(ugh)t of makeing a tra(i)n. That wood be good. Yesss!

Driving with grandma going to her wrak (work).

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One day me and my grandma drove to her work. Whun we got there I got to see evry area. She had a lot of fri (I’m guessing I was going to write “friends”). I felt sad whin we left.

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Whun I was in pre-k class on our valentins day parety Sidney was feling sad because she frgot to bring her valentin. She was criing. But whun I sad her my valentin she smiled. Thin we daset to music. I daset with Kaden. He said twl. We dased dased and dased utel the songs wr over. Thin it was tim to leve.

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Once a pon a time I washed My little pony friendship is magic. Next I ate Resese puffs for brekfist. Thay wre yummy! And delishis! Then I went to play. I played frez-tag. Wut did you do? Thay played Rock-star. Next me and my Dad played School-day. My mom and Carey(?) played House-fun. And then we me and my Mom and Dad and my baby (sibling) (name) had family time.

 

 

Awwww baby Spark was so cute!!!!!

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  • 2 months later...
Posted
On 3/30/2026 at 1:35 PM, Through the Living Hope said:

Wrote a parody of Piano Man, I’ll sing it along a karaoke video after I get my voice back

Oooooo thats rly cool!

friggin love piano man

AND THEY'RE SHARING A DRINK THEY CALL LONELINESS
BUT IT'S BETTER THAN DRINKING ALONE

Posted
On 3/30/2026 at 2:35 PM, Through the Living Hope said:

Wrote a parody of Piano Man, I’ll sing it along a karaoke video after I get my voice back

YES YES PIANO MAN YES I LOVE IT PIANO MAN

 

17 hours ago, Through The Living Coder said:

Oooooo thats rly cool!

friggin love piano man

AND THEY'RE SHARING A DRINK THEY CALL LONELINESS
BUT IT'S BETTER THAN DRINKING ALONE

SING US A SONG YOUR THE PIANO MAN

  • 1 month later...
Posted

If I Could Tell Her

Spoiler

If I could tell her

That someday all those boys

Who made her feel little,

Who laughed when she cried,

Who joked when she hit her head

Would only exist in her memories,

Probably never to see them again,

I would tell her

I’d want to see her smile

 

If I could tell her

She’d get a sister someday 

Not by blood

But in every way that mattered,

Talking about boys that don’t exist,

Cracking jokes and griping in the same breath,

Not letting her forget her alfre-toes,

I’d tell her

She has good things coming


If I could tell her

That sometimes friends leave

And there’s nothing you can do,

And it’s not anyone’s fault but time

I’d tell her

I don’t want her to blame herself

 

If I could tell her 

How important she became

The people whose lives she would touch

How entwined she would be with them

Even though they’ve never truly met,

I’d tell her

I’d want her to know she won’t always be on the outside looking in 

 

If I could tell her

Everything she would accomplish 

All the music she would make

The worlds she would create

The honors she would receive 

I’d tell her

I don’t want her spark to die out

 

If I could tell her

That words became more sharp 

And that there will come a time

When she misses the days when “dumb” and “shut up” 

Were the worst thing you could possibly say,

I’d tell her

She could use the warning 

 

If I could tell her

That people die

And that the hole never really goes away

That she can still feel the negative space where they used to be

That her last memories of them

Would forever be something she’d wish she could have changed

I’d tell her

She needs to know she’s not alone in it

 

If I could tell her

That things stop being easy

That she would have to face her faults 

And her imperfections seem glaring

And it feels like there’s a new battle every week

I’d tell her

Maybe it’ll be easier if she knows it’s coming

 

And if she asks me

What she should do differently than me

What regrets she should avoid

What paths she shouldn’t follow

 

Then I’d think of all those mistakes 

The slap

The curse

The silence

The entry and argument

The DS in the car

The account

And I would look into her eyes

And I would tell her,

”Not one thing”

 

Posted
7 hours ago, Through the Living Hope said:

If I Could Tell Her

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If I could tell her

That someday all those boys

Who made her feel little,

Who laughed when she cried,

Who joked when she hit her head

Would only exist in her memories,

Probably never to see them again,

I would tell her

I’d want to see her smile

 

If I could tell her

She’d get a sister someday 

Not by blood

But in every way that mattered,

Talking about boys that don’t exist,

Cracking jokes and griping in the same breath,

Not letting her forget her alfre-toes,

I’d tell her

She has good things coming


If I could tell her

That sometimes friends leave

And there’s nothing you can do,

And it’s not anyone’s fault but time

I’d tell her

I don’t want her to blame herself

 

If I could tell her 

How important she became

The people whose lives she would touch

How entwined she would be with them

Even though they’ve never truly met,

I’d tell her

I’d want her to know she won’t always be on the outside looking in 

 

If I could tell her

Everything she would accomplish 

All the music she would make

The worlds she would create

The honors she would receive 

I’d tell her

I don’t want her spark to die out

 

If I could tell her

That words became more sharp 

And that there will come a time

When she misses the days when “dumb” and “shut up” 

Were the worst thing you could possibly say,

I’d tell her

She could use the warning 

 

If I could tell her

That people die

And that the hole never really goes away

That she can still feel the negative space where they used to be

That her last memories of them

Would forever be something she’d wish she could have changed

I’d tell her

She needs to know she’s not alone in it

 

If I could tell her

That things stop being easy

That she would have to face her faults 

And her imperfections seem glaring

And it feels like there’s a new battle every week

I’d tell her

Maybe it’ll be easier if she knows it’s coming

 

And if she asks me

What she should do differently than me

What regrets she should avoid

What paths she shouldn’t follow

 

Then I’d think of all those mistakes 

The slap

The curse

The silence

The entry and argument

The DS in the car

The account

And I would look into her eyes

And I would tell her,

”Not one thing”

 

*I read this and it was cool*

Posted
12 hours ago, Through the Living Hope said:

If I Could Tell Her

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If I could tell her

That someday all those boys

Who made her feel little,

Who laughed when she cried,

Who joked when she hit her head

Would only exist in her memories,

Probably never to see them again,

I would tell her

I’d want to see her smile

 

If I could tell her

She’d get a sister someday 

Not by blood

But in every way that mattered,

Talking about boys that don’t exist,

Cracking jokes and griping in the same breath,

Not letting her forget her alfre-toes,

I’d tell her

She has good things coming


If I could tell her

That sometimes friends leave

And there’s nothing you can do,

And it’s not anyone’s fault but time

I’d tell her

I don’t want her to blame herself

 

If I could tell her 

How important she became

The people whose lives she would touch

How entwined she would be with them

Even though they’ve never truly met,

I’d tell her

I’d want her to know she won’t always be on the outside looking in 

 

If I could tell her

Everything she would accomplish 

All the music she would make

The worlds she would create

The honors she would receive 

I’d tell her

I don’t want her spark to die out

 

If I could tell her

That words became more sharp 

And that there will come a time

When she misses the days when “dumb” and “shut up” 

Were the worst thing you could possibly say,

I’d tell her

She could use the warning 

 

If I could tell her

That people die

And that the hole never really goes away

That she can still feel the negative space where they used to be

That her last memories of them

Would forever be something she’d wish she could have changed

I’d tell her

She needs to know she’s not alone in it

 

If I could tell her

That things stop being easy

That she would have to face her faults 

And her imperfections seem glaring

And it feels like there’s a new battle every week

I’d tell her

Maybe it’ll be easier if she knows it’s coming

 

And if she asks me

What she should do differently than me

What regrets she should avoid

What paths she shouldn’t follow

 

Then I’d think of all those mistakes 

The slap

The curse

The silence

The entry and argument

The DS in the car

The account

And I would look into her eyes

And I would tell her,

”Not one thing”

 

This is really, really awesome 

*hugs*

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