I wanted you to know a little more about me. So, I'm going to write that here. Besides loving to write short fiction stories, I love the microscopic world. My three favorite microscopic life are water bears or water daphnia, diatoms and volvox.

Animals and plants are also something that I love. I love horses, feeding birds and squirrels. I love chicor, lilac and honeysuckle flowers.

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Gargling, greedy, gross, giant Gary Grey Garrison graciously grabbed gorgeously gigantic, greyish green glamorous gems.

Attentively alert Alison Allis Albertson always adds ale, apples, ants, aardvarks, apes, atoms and art.

Measily, messy, mean Miles Mile Mathewson missed messy, meaty meatballs, macaroni, meatloaf, mostaccioli, mackerel, minestrone meals.

“There are two cups of coffee. One’s empty, the other’s getting cold. This is because she’s no longer in my life, my beloved wife, Melissa. She drank so much coffee she became a coffee bean. I just don’t know what to do with her. I’m so upset about this I can hardly stand myself. Perhaps if I drink as much as her, I too will become a coffee bean and I can be with her again? I just don’t know what to do anymore!” said Harold to himself at the kitchen table gloomily.

That night, Harold went to bed by himself and was truly broken-hearted. He put Melissa the coffee bean on his dresser near her cold coffee cup. He at first had trouble falling asleep, but at midnight, he fell into a deep sleep.

“Harold! Oh Harold!” said Melissa the coffee bean.

“What? Who’s there?” said Harold worriedly.

“It’s me, Melissa love,” said Melissa the coffee bean.

“Harold, you must drink as much coffee the day I turned into a coffee bean so you can join me,” said Melissa the coffee bean.

“But love, I don’t want to turn into a coffee bean! It’s bad enough that you’re one!” said Harold upset.

“It’s wonderful being one though love,” said Melissa.

“Oh alright. I’ll drink 10 cups of coffee and will turn into a coffee bean. I can’t stand not being with you any longer!” said Harold.

Harold got up and made a coffee pot enough for 10 cups. He drank the 10 cups in 30 minutes. He wasn’t too happy about having to do this but did. At first, nothing happened. Then all of the sudden, he turned into one too.

“Great. Now I’m a stupid coffee bean too. I should have drank the cups of coffee near my wife. What was I thinking?!” said Harold.

Now, their son, Ted got involved. He knew what happened before it happened because he had a dream about it happening. He went over to his parents house and found both of them in their places. His Father was on the kitchen table and his Mother was on Harold’s night stand.

“What am I suppose to do with the both of you now?” said Ted worriedly.

“This is Max their dog. Yes I’m talking to you Ted. Get both of your parents and place each of them at the place they sit at at the kitchen table. I need to undo this horrible coffee spell. This was from your wife's Mother-in-law, she’s a witch,” said Max their dog.

“Wow, now their dog’s talking to me, how odd. Well, I might as well listen to you,” said Ted.

When Ted put his parents in place, Max said a reverse spell. Both of his parents turned back into them self. Ted hugged and kissed both of them and explained everything to them. After that, Harold woke up and looked at his wife’s bed side and turned on the light.

“Oh thank God! It was all just a dream. I do drink too much coffee! I love you sweetheart!” said Harold kissing his wife on her cheek.

Harold found out that his wife had the same dream. She was also happy to see Harold. Harold then received a phone call from their son and he explained the exact same dream to him. Everyone agreed that they drank too much coffee and cut down to two cups a day after they had that dream.

Angels are a mystery to us. What are they exactly? Are they a spirit or something else entirely different?

To me, an angel is a spiritual being. They have the ability to do whatever they want to do. Archangel Michaelis my favorite. I believe he has been in my life to help me a few times, possibly from evil spirits. I am thankful for him being there and in my life when he was. It was during a time I was having difficulty with my life due to having problems at high school. It was a problem I had with my peers bullying me. So the negativity from that seemed to come home with me and Archangel Michael took care of whatever it was.

Due to having a few experiences with Archangel Michael, I believe in the existence of angels. I also had an experience with around two other angels too. I just saw the angels if anything, and they were all white. I seen them in an altered state of consciousnes. That's another reason why I believe they're a spiritual being and is why I believe in them.

When I was around 8, I kept making all kinds of accidental discoveries. I'd sit in an enormous pile of rocks near the family's swimming pool and would keep,seeing what looked like giant sharks teeth. I also kept seeing something small with a square-like pattern on it. I actually discovered fossils. The giant sharks teeth were actually horn coral and the other fossils were a type of small sponge.

The reason I kept making these accidental discoveries was because the horn coral and sponges had an unusual appearance to them. To this day, I still have these fossils. I'm glad that I made these discoveries. Maybe they weren't accidental!

My other two favorite discoveries was an iron nodule and a Neolithic scraper. I found the Neolithic scraper by accident for sure. I was 8 when I found it at the Nature Center. It was sitting in a shallow creek.

The iron nodule was also found by mistake. I was looking around on the ground in a field that had construction being done at it for building houses at. I was a nanny at the time and the two boys I cared for were also looking around. They didn't really find anything but I'm glad I did. I thought that the iron nodule was a fallen meteo but looked it up and is how I found out what it really was.

Were these accidental discoveries? Perhaps they were meant to be. To this day, I still continue to find great unusual discoveries which is great. I even once found what looked like a small dinosaur beak at one of my aunt's houses, but found out that it was actually a piece of slag. I still treasure it anyway because of what I thought it was. I treasure anything that I find and still look forward to the day when I discover a piece of dinosaur bone.

Irene who’s 10 loves butterflies. She sculpts them out of Play-doh or clay. Sometimes she even makes them by adding rhinestones to them.

“Mom, I’m going to make some butterflies today,” said Irene.

“That’s great sweetheart, let me see them when they’re done, ok?” said Lily, Irene’s Mother.

“Yes Mom,” said Irene.

Irene got busy creating her butterflies. All of the sudden, one with rhinestones on it began to move its wings. Irene didn’t notice this at first, but then after it moved into the air, she did.

“Hello there, I am Hazel the butterfly. I came to life because you love us so much,” said Hazel with her rhinestones shining on her wings while slowly flapping her wings in the air near Irene.

“Wow, a talking butterfly I created! I’m Irene. Nice to meet you Hazel,” said Irene.

“I want to give you a gift. You will now be able to talk to and understand butterflies,” said Hazel gently touching Irene with her wings and then flying back down to Irene’s art desk.

“Wow, thank you Hazel!” said Irene picking up Hazel and holding her in her hand.

“Let’s go outside now. I want to show you your new gift. Follow me. I know where a lot of butterflies are at,” said Hazel.

“Ok Hazel!” said Irene.

Irene and Hazel go outside. Lily has a butterfly bush outside and Hazel takes Irene to it. There are all different kinds of butterflies! There are mostly swallowtails and monarchs though and those are Irene’s favorite kinds.

“Just say hello to them Irene and they should start talking to you,” said Hazel.

“Alright Hazel,” said Irene.

“Hello butterflies!” said Irene anxiously and loudly.

The butterflies became frightened and all flew away but one. Hazel wasn’t too happy about this. She knew that Irene spoke to them too loud and that’s why they flew away like that.

“Irene, you must speak softly to them. Try talking to the one that didn’t fly away,” said Hazel.

“Yes Hazel, I will, sorry Hazel,” said Irene sadly.

“Hello butterfly. My name is Irene,” said Irene softly.

“Well, hello there. My name is Opal,” said the swallowtail butterfly while landing on Irene’s left shoulder.

“Wow! I can talk to you! This is wonderful!” said Irene making Opal now crawl on her right hand to look at her better and admire her beauty.

“I love to sip the nectar from these flowers the most,” said Opal.

“That’s great. I love to smell these flowers,” said Irene.

Irene spent the rest of the summer enjoying her new gift. She told her Mother about it and she believed her because they didn’t fly away from her whenever Irene talked to them. After Irene used her gift for that summer, Hazel sat on Irene’s art desk and didn’t move or talk to Irene anymore. Hazel was really being made move and talk by Irene’s Grandmother who died that was a good witch. Hazel was only talking and moving like a butterfly because that’s how Stella, Irene’s Grandmother chose to talk to Irene.

The next summer, Hazel still didn’t talk to Irene. Irene was missing Hazel. Stella had to stay on the other side. She only contacted Irene to show her that she had the gift of being able to talk to butterflies. She had the gift because she was pure of heart and loved butterflies.