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Creative Writing

Creative writing is an expressive form of literature; one

which demands you to use your own creativity, imagination
and story to portray a particular message, emotion, or plot.

My Artifact

Artifacts are ancient items that it is a piece of a valuable
have been around for a long time. antique.
They are either buried or just been

there for many centuries. There It is rectangular in shape

can be many things that can be and has designs carved into
called an artifact. Not all artifacts it. It is made up of silver.
have to be ancient weapons buried It has a lid to open and
underground. They can be things close as well. As mentioned

that have been passed down to before, betel nut and dried
your family from generation to fruits can be stored in it.
generation. Normally, people who own
this use this on a daily basis
An ancient artifact I have at my to store dry fruits, but my
home is a Pan butta. It is used to family uses it occasionally
store betel nut and dry fruits.It was as it is ancient.
passed down by my grandmother

to my mother. It also symbolizes This can be a clue to artifact can hint to archaeologists
my culture. It is ancient and archaeologists 1000 years from about how prosperous silver was
though nowadays it can be bought now. In the future, things like in the ancient times. Th is box can
from silver shops, the one that this made and carved up of silver give hints to archaeologists 1000
I have is old and rare. Therefore, might not be available at all. This years from now.

by Semantika Shah

My Crazy Neighbors in the flat Below

Hi! My name is Anastasia, or you can just call me I asked my parents about the noise that came from
Stasia or Ana. Today I will tell you readers about our the fl at below us. Th ey were silent for a while, then my

crazy neighbors in the flat below us. It was a normal mom said “You’ll fi nd out soon honey”. I was furious
fine Saturday morning. I woke up at 7:30 am because because my parents didn’t tell me what the noise was

of the loud noises of the truck and loading boxes. about, but I was even more curious. I slowly went
I tried my best to avoid the sound and go back to downstairs and peeked from the staircase and saw
sleep but I couldn’t because the noise was too loud. some people with boxes. At fi rst, I thought that those
The noise was becoming louder and louder so I had boxes were a surprise for me but the sad truth was

no choice but to wake up. I was mad that I couldn’t that it wasn’t! It was for the people that were moving
sleep longer even during the weekends but I was to the fl at below us. I later remembered my parents
also very curious about the noise. First, I went to the saying that they sold the fl at below ours because it
bathroom and washed my face, brushed my teeth, was just the 3 of us in this big house and 2 fl ats were
and changed my clothes. Then I went to the kitchen more than enough for us.

to have my breakfast.

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