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The silence in the elevator was deafening after that incident. I could feel her eyes on me, probably picturing that embarrassing card again. I muttered something about a deadline and practically bolted when the doors opened, certain that my professional reputation was officially in ruins forever.

Sarah was walking home late one evening when she noticed an elderly woman struggling with heavy grocery bags. Though she was already running late for dinner, Sarah couldn't ignore someone in need. She approached the woman and offered to help carry her bags.

The magic academy stands tall in the center of the kingdom, where young witches learn to control their powers. Sarah, a fire witch, struggles with her training as her magic keeps burning everything around her. Her teacher explains that control comes from understanding, not just power.

As Krog enters his new school, the crowded hallways feel like a different kind of jungle. He keeps his head down, trying to ignore the sharp scents and loud noises. It is hard to act human when his inner puma just wants to roar at everyone around him.

"Can I have some bread sir, please?" one of the kids said quietly. "We're really hungry," another added, their eyes big and sad. At first, Sebastian wanted to close the car window and drive away. He thought, these kids are just begging. I don't have any bread to give them. He was about to tell his driver, Jenkins, to keep going when the third child, a boy with messy brown hair, looked up at him.

Looking through my grandmother's attic, I found a dusty diary hidden behind old picture frames. Everyone said she was always quiet, reserved. But those yellowed pages revealed a passionate young woman who once dreamed of becoming a famous painter.

Last week, my stepfather tried to force me to sell my shares in grandpa's company. He offered $5 million cash. When I refused, he threatened legal action. Little did he know, I had already transferred everything to an offshore trust. Some people never learn.

I remember my high school graduation. While everyone's parents were taking photos and crying happy tears, mine were busy recording Emily's impromptu performance in the parking lot. I spent two hours in my cap and gown, but they didn't take a single picture of me.