This week is a picture prompt. Use the picture to write your piece.
Where is it set?
Who owns the suitcase?
What was in it?

100 Word Challenge
This week is a picture prompt. Use the picture to write your piece.
Where is it set?
Who owns the suitcase?
What was in it?

Somefing in the soocase in the grase may have or maybe but is happy but it’s happiness because if someone found it and go away and be like wait like that it will be good if they have a lot of money when they give it to us someone trying to get the stupidest away, but it’s not gonna happen in the rabbit and when the rabbit let it go is so heavy they can’t get it out but the people that is kind only so they try to be kind but is making like it can’t be opening forever at ever the forest guy was happy that they never can come and get that anymore in the world of their life, but their life will be full of signature.
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really like yours, Matthew it is very nice
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good
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In the darkness of the night, lay a suitcase I was now staring at. To give you some context I was at my grandfather’s funeral, and he left me a map stating that there was a treasure chest in the middle of nowhere, so I set out to find it. Now we’re here I found it, but it was a suitcase. Then, I saw it was a false bottom and under was a pile full of gold coins. I immediately took the suitcase and sold the coins for $1.5 million I returned and went to my grandfather’s grave and thanked him.
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Very nice. Keep it up!
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this is a good story i like it very much
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I was a cheeky kid and never listened to my mom. One day I ran away from my mom since she was annoying me but it was the worst decision ever. Rats squeaking. Storms rumbling. I was terrified but then I found a rusted old suitcase sitting their. Deserted. It looked lonely. I opened it. A vase filled with ashes and letter that said. My dear Darlyn, be well and please don’t forget me ever. I’ll be watching you from above and please always follow your dreams. Your beloved grandma. It was wrong to keep it. So I sent it back to where it showed the address.
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THATS AMAZING AND SO GOOD! GOOD JOBB😝😝😀😀☺️☺️😃😃😊😊
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like the name
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My name is Darlyn and I think I lost the most important thing of my life, you see. I once went on a school trip and packed my suitcase. Not just some old suitcase I didn’t care about but a suitcase my grandma gave me before she died. It had her ashes in their and a letter she wrote. In that letter it said. My dear Darlyn, be well and please don’t forget me, ever. I’ll be watching you from above and please always follow your dreams. Yours beloved Grandma. A few days later I heard a knock on my door. I opened it. No one. Just my suitcase…
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SUCH AN AMAZING PIECE OF WORK BRAVO😉😉😙😚🥳😢☹️🤪🥶😱
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Very nice. Keep it up!
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like the name
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A boring, empty bag left in the forest. the owner of the bag was a wizard who lived with a witch. which was strict and evil so she liked cursing people. once they touch a bad day turned tiny and got sucked into the back and they got TP to a haunted forest. I found a random hut were the witch and wizard lift it was a very terrifying place so they tried to get out, but there was a barrier blocking them from getting out of the forest so . They stayed there whole entire life until they found a small entrance to get out. they got out and came back to their house and stayed there and never came out of the house ever again in the whole entire life.
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Very nice. Keep it up!
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In the heart of the luscious, green forest lies a suitcase submerged with grass. Around the suitcase were towering oak trees that stretched across the floor and striking the clouds with their long-gnarled branches. Sunlight filtered through the trees, shining on the lush vegetation creating a spattered pattern of light on the the suitcase. Trees rustled in the distance the gale whispering in the air as the birds howl in the deep, resonating throughout the forest. The forest floor was a tangle of roots, rocks and fallen branches, making each step a calculation. The suitcase still was untouched, protected by natures will as no human dared to enter its domain. But who knows what was inside.
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Very nice. Keep it up!
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good vocab
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Reft was a great solider from 1000 years ago before he died, he left his helmet in a chest if you found it it would cost 100 million dollars right now but it is really hard to find the chest it was deep in a broken aircraft in a dark cave. there was also a key that is really dirty the key is also really valuable its about 20 million $ dollars. He also left a gun in a ruin was really valuable if you find it you are really lucky its about 1.2 billion dollars and he was known as great solider Reft
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The suitcase appeared at Clara’s door without warning, its leather cracked, its lock rusted shut. She dragged it inside, the air thickening as though the house itself recoiled. A foul stench seeped from its seams, metallic and old. When the lock snapped open, the lights flickered out. Inside lay photographs—hundreds of them—each showing Clara asleep in her bed, spanning years she couldn’t remember. At the bottom, a single note scrawled in crimson ink: “You were never alone.” The suitcase slammed shut by itself, and the silence that followed felt like someone breathing just behind her.
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good vocab
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Once upon a time there was a 5 man travel by plane. While they were looking at the window and eating food the airplane suddenly shook then the engine began to burn. It was bad. As quick as a flash, the plane went straight down to the ground. People panic, scream every where. Then the plane crash into the ground.Alot of people died. luggage everywhere on the ground.
2 years later a boy called jame went hiking. He went higher and higher then he saw a big, old airplane standing there he look inside then he look at the luggage. He saw big shirt and a letter then he saw a computer but then he felt desy and slept. The end
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good vocab
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I rushed to find the suitcase. I had hidden it all those years ago hoping I wouldn’t have to use it, but the moment came. It was a dark gloomy night I was in my bed when I heard the dreaded voice. The voice far away but not far enough. I ran outside and went to the tree – I dug up the weathered, leather case – inside was exact same things I put in a firearm it was my favourite one. Time was running out and my long-lost friend was here. Out of instinct, I shot at him that was it.
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One sunny morning, a little kid ran out of the house. He ran straight into the dark woods, not knowing the danger. As he walked through the small pathway, he got more and more scared. Suddenly, he screamed as he saw a suitcase in front of him. The suitcase was made out of brown leather, and theres blood all over the handle, the kid knew he was cooked. He thought the case belonged to some kind of murderer or a bank robber, and he assumed it was stored with money. He ran all the way home.
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