Elizabeth Townsend
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Inner Peace
Whenever I have been asked what creative activity I turn to when searching for inner peace, I have always had trouble answering. In all truth, anything that is creative is peaceful too, and it depends on my mood and the situation at hand. I find peace in painting mini-village pieces, drawing traditional and digital art, writing poems, working on my stories, taking photographs, and creating a needlepoint canvas design.
By Elizabeth Townsend5 years ago in Lifehack
Escaping Them
As my mom is tucking me in, I cannot help but wonder what is wrong. All day mom has been acting weird, and I can see the bruises forming on her arm showing that she got in trouble at some point. She has always told me it is very important to always obey and do what I am told. As mom settles down next to me, I start to ask her what is wrong, but she speaks before I can even open my mouth.
By Elizabeth Townsend5 years ago in Fiction
Jasper
There once was a small black puppy by the name of Jasper. For as long as he can remember he has lived in the same village with the same group of dogs that he looks nothing like. He was this fast-growing puppy that was already taller than his family and looked nothing like them. As he grew older and his body changed more and more, he started to feel confused. He would walk around town and get looks from some of the others. It was clear to him that he was nothing like his family, so he went to his mom and told her how he felt.
By Elizabeth Townsend5 years ago in Fiction
