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’ The New World Emperor nodded at Florian beside him with that thought in mind. Florian immediately understood him and took a step forward before loudly saying, “Everyone, today’s literary competition preliminary round is to write an essay with any topic of your choice. It could be anything—Astronomy, Geography, Chess, Music, Calligraphy, Art, Ranking Formations, or even World Governance. Just write what you’re good at!”

Then there was a bold writing by the side, which read; Writing contest for High school Students. Winner of the contest gets a free trip to France. You must be between the age sixteen and nineteen to be able to participate in this contest. Deadline: 26th of July, 2020 Visit: elixirwritingcontest@gmail.com to register for the contest and to enquire for more information. "How am I even supposed to participate in a writing contest when I can't even update my story during the week? Besides do you think parents would even let me go to France by myself?"

"Take a look and see if you want to participate in it. Your short story is only about a few thousand words long anyway." Caroline's eyes lit up, and she said, "I can take part in it?" "Of course. There are no regulations regarding the participants for this contest. You can take part in it as long as you can write. To be honest, the organizers just want to make money off Marietta's fame," said Betty. Sean felt embarrassed when he heard that.

said Akana, who did not understand the logic behind such a contest. "What do you actually gain in the competition?" Both Sidastir and Magnus laughed. "Honor, and extra credit if you are unsure of your final grade. In some cases, as for the Scientia and Artifex, it is an opportunity to try to find future sponsors for their works," Sidastir explained, but he saw that Akana was not wholly convinced.

"Win an Internship of two months at The Belle under Kevin Rawls with a cash prize of Twenty million dollars!" "Oh. My. God," Susan was astonished reading it. All their dreams could be fulfilled if they win this contest. "Read it further Susan. That's not the end of it." Susan read the details of the contest. "A position of assistant designer after two months of paid internship." Susan read all the details and she was beyond happy. She was ecstatic. "We are going to win this contest no matter what!" "We will do anything to win this contest Susan. But first, we need a design to submit for the contest to get selected."

It still had a yellow hue to it, but it was barely noticeable. It was a Monday, so Mr. Forbes went over to their house to tutor the triplets, as per schedule. The triplets brought their own stationeries to start their classes. Their class ended in the afternoon, but Mr. Forbes did not leave right away. He intentionally stayed back to talk to Molly about something. "Hey, so there's a calligraphy contest in Northfolk the day after tomorrow. Alex, Ben, and Claudia are all very gifted in it, and they are way beyond my other students. That's why I decided to sign them up for the competition."

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He'd ask me questions that had me Googling at midnight. Ms. Beck smiled. "He's going to need enrichment. Additional work. Maybe a mentor farther down the road. I'd love to get your permission to submit some of his work to a citywide creative writing contest." "Yes," I said immediately. "Absolutely." I walked home, feeling like I was floating. The street noise was the same—blaring horns, bikes rattling over potholes, laughter from a convenience store radio. But the world had changed. Lighter. Brighter.

“How can we help?” “Student council will be having a poem writing contest at 14, 8 in the morning. That day, Ledger will give you the details, I mean, the scores of every contestant from the 3 judges,” he paused and then he looked at Zyah, “Can you help him, Clarriese?” “Yes, sir. No problem.” “One more thing. Do also the certificates, I’ll just give you the layouts later.” The following week, we are all busy doing our assigned tasks.

I ask, starring into her dark brown eyes. "Well, the fiction competition has a specific topic." She says, getting up and walking over to a filing cabinet. Miss Edwards is about 5' 5" tall and very well proportioned, with a thin waist, flat stomach and a tight, curvy ass. Her ass gets as much attention as her tits when the guys are discussing what they'd like to do with her. "The subject this year is ethics and morals. You'd have to write a short story with a main character who is struggling with a moral dilemma." She says, handing me the entry form and rules. I guess I know the subject pretty well, but I'm not sure I could submit a story about my current moral dilemmas. "Would you be able to