My Favorite App

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“Come on, come on, come o-NOOOO!”, the bird has fallen down. Flappy Bird is my favorite app.

It gives you a challenge. If you make even one wrong move, well then, game over for you. I like it because when the game is too easy, you get bored and delete it but when it is challenging, it keeps you motivated to keep on playing. The game makes you want to win even though it is challenging to win. I love the challenges that Flappy Bird gives you.

It keeps you addicted to the game. A LOT! You keep trying over and over again because you want the bird to go through the two pillars, not hit them. You think that the game is really easy and then when you start to play it, it is really hard and you get frustrated. I love how Flappy Bird makes you addicted to the bird going in between the two pillars.

Overall, Flappy Bird has it all. It has got the challenge and it has got you addicted. What more do you need from a game? I love Flappy Bird it is a really good game. You should try it too.


San Marcos Outlet Mall

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The chatter from the crowds, the designer clothes, and the sales all bring me to my favorite place in Texas – The San Marcos Outlet Mall.

I love to eat there because it has the most amazingly restaurants. I get Auntie Anne’s Garlic and Parmesan pretzel and I savor each bite as the hot pretzel burns my tongue. The San Marcos restaurants really are good.

The clothes are the things I adore most of all. They have everything from Vera Bradley to Juicy Couture and more. The beautiful designs of the bags and the fashionable clothing drag me to San Marcos.

There is nothing better that I would like to do than go to the San Marcos Outlet Mall. Everything I love is there and I would give anything to go there as many times as I wanted to.


The Isolated Lair

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This is weird, like really, really, weird. I was in the middle of a performance and I suddenly get thrown down to a stream. I am soaking wet with the black, cold water that has some creature lurking behind it, hiding so that it can pounce for its prey without it knowing. I jump out of the water and take a good look around. I Had shivers going through me after I saw where I was. Imagine this: the walls eroded away, were wet with dew drops, candelabras are everywhere but none of the candles are lit, and the most suspicious was a handprint in red.

The only thing that I hear  is the slow rushing of the stream and dew drops falling to the ground in a drip drop sound. “Hello?”, I called out to no one in particular. Where am I? How did I end up here? I decided to follow the river since, well, isn’t that what they always do? I walked and walked for what seemed like forever into desolation. Ugh, I am getting tired. Wait, what is that over there? Is that a boat? I found a boat? It was brown and broken with a hole in the middle of the boat. Why does the hole have to be in the middle of the boat?! I keep on walking, all I find are sticks of wood that look like there was a mob who tried to set this place on fire. I keep walking.

I arrive to a little lair. I has broken mirrors and not one candle lit. Still there is a little window of moonlight that came through. Some one had been living here with an organ, a bed, a mannequin, and a throne? Oh why did this happen to me? I walk to the throne to see if I can actually “see” anything from the higher elevated part of the room. But, wait. There it lies, a perfectly white and polished mask propped up on the throne.

Cueva Cañuela (Strobist)
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