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I have chosen to end war because it is so frustrating. All the lives taken! Someone needs to say something. War means nothing. It is worthless and it helps no one and no one wants it. I lost a friend to war. I hate war! So many lives taken and hearts broken. War should not exist.
Here’s my PhotoStory about fall:
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Autumn Poem
I took a bite of my favorite dessert (chocolate chip cookies). As the mushy dough rolled over my taste buds the chocolate chips melted on my tongue. It was the best taste ever. As soon as the oven beeped I knew I was in heaven. It seemed every step I took I tasted a piece dust which made the taste better
I heard a set of frantic footsteps from across the house. I dropped a box of cereal. I heard each Cheerio hit the ground. I heard the door open so hard I thought the hinges were going to break. I ran through the door and ran with monstrous footsteps. I stopped at the door heard a small whimper. I opened the door slowly with my eyes closed heard a yelp and realized what had happened. Leave a comment on what you think had happened!!! (:
We had just got back from Myrtle Beach. I got out of the car. I smelled freshly cut grass, rubber burnt gravel and wet dew cover ground. I walked away from the cheeto scented truck. I ran inside and smelled the Windex drying on the windows. That was when I knew I was home. 
In my experience of being a water droplet I stayed as an ocean drop of water for 5,000 years. But one day my time came it was so hot I evaporated and condensed with the others and formed into a cloud. Not much later I was frozen into a snowflake on top of a glacier. After that an avalanche happened when I got to the bottom. I melted and the soil couldn’t hold me so I turned to groundwater. But then the rest of the snow melted and formed a river. Of course a bobcat came and slurped me up. Then I passed through the digestive system and was excreted from the animal to the soil. Then and finally it rained and the soil could no longer hold me where I stayed as groundwater forever.
When you look at Art you can’t really see what there trying to say. When you hear music you can feel more what their feeling. With music you can express yourself. Some say that music is an art but like all art it has different styles but unlike other arts every style you can express yourself.
On November 2nd 1998 I Chandler Gil was born in Miami FL. On October 1st 2000 my loving sister Corbin Gil was born in Miami FL. In 2002 I and my family moved to Greensboro NC. In 2003 my parents got married, and I met my best friend Shawn r. Griffin. In 2004 I started Elementary school. In 2005 I discovered my love for music. In 2008 I took guitar lessons and discovered my dream. In 2009 my last year of elementary school. 2010 graduation.
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