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The word prompts I chose for my story were based on a memory, and family story. When I was six years old, I was lost in a snowstorm. A windy whiteout. The search party consisted of neighbours,farmers, and my teacher. I had failed to return home after school. We lived in rural Ontario where I attended a one room school. My mother’s cousin found me heading in the wrong direction. I still remember him picking me up, saying let’s go home. Dascha, your story was perfect. Thanks.

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Wow! The story really does fit. I'm glad you also were part of a good outcome.

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Good work, as usual.

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Thank you!

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That was great! I never know where you will take the story! Thanks for using my prompts!

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As always, I'm so grateful for the words you entrust to me. I never know where I'm going to end up either. That's what makes writing such a wonderful adventure!

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