Describe Heaven

Heaven. It starts on a mountain. 42 degrees and not a cloud in sight. I’m strapped into my snowboard and Poppy is there to greet me - the first person I knew to die. “Welcome to Heaven.” I follow him down the mountain. It’s perfectly groomed. Perfectly challenging. I get myself into an invincible rhythm …

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Write A Children’s Story That Takes Place In The Woods

Early early in the morning, when the sun’s rays are just beginning to shine through the branches of the trees, Simon uses his big black nose to push open Kayla’s bedroom door. Kayla is still fast asleep, holding the little stuffed bear she’s had since she was born tightly in her arms. Simon pushes the …