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I was in a dense forest on MyEC Island, somewhere in the world. There were so many people and I didn’t know them so well. However, it is they who accompanied me there in happiness and laughter for 3 years. I was so kind and beautiful (LOL *kidding) that many people liked me. But since that day, everything has changed.

One morning, my body was transformed into something scary. Some sharp small swords grew in my both hands. I may not realize that I hurt people around me. My ears and nose were getti

Since ancient times witches have been protecting and caring of nature. One of the main ways of protection and care of nature is the Sabbath but it can't be possible without a special ritual which includes cooking the powerful magic elixir and the main ingredient of the elixir is the fern flower.

"You are late... I have almost finished my decoctition. Where is the root of mandrake?" Asked Sabrina's mother Ophelia when young witch came home. Sabrina gave it to her mother and tried to escape as fast

I had no idea, what happened. I woke up and heard some steps running to me. Me...alone...in the middle of the night lying on the path of the dark forest. I can hear my heart beating… beating so fast that I have problem to catch my breath. Suddenly weird flashbacks enlightened my mind and I was able to recall some of the sequences…

Me and my friends in the forest playing this silly game. All were blindfolded, all were trying to find one another and then... it happened. Linda started yelling so lou

Along all my 124 EC Blog posts, I've published many of them with the title: picture of the day, quote/word/idiom of the day, joke of the day, tweet/fb post of the day, youtube video of the day, story of the day and even 'funny stuff' of the day. But now I come here with some more serious stuff: This is the MUST WATCH Documentary of... not 'the day', but the Century. Ladies and Gentlemen: Professor Chomsky.

"The advertising industry, which is dedicated to creating consumers it's a phenomena that

My Halloween nightmare

I was in a sound sleep when someone suddenly opened my bedroom's door. It was very dark, almost midnight. I opened my eyes. At first, I couldn't see anything. My eyes weren't accustomed to the darkness. The only things I could see: two red points on my white bedsheet.

It was creepy because I did not know what would happen. Suddenly, the moon came out from behind the clouds. Before my bed stood a figure dressed in a dark linen fabric; a deep manly voice commanded me to com

In trees, the wind is singing quietly.
The night shows us the breath of cold.
The leaves, so colorful fall softly.
The hills look great like red and gold.

Like curtains lies the fog on meadows.
The songs of birds will fade away.
So countless are the kinds of shadows.
The days show many shades of gray.

And Flocks of birds begin their flying,
to find a place so warm and bright.
Their melodies are farewells crying,
you can it hear all day and night.

The droplets on the nets of spiders
let shine them like the s

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here's a little story I made, hope u like it 

It was a normal beautiful day and Roman the Clumsy Squirrel was getting ready to do his squirrel things (collecting nuts, reading EC blogs, etc). Nobody ever expects that anything bad could happen in a sunny autumn morning because all the horror things happen at night, during a storm, or on election days. So, there was Roman the Clumsy Squirrel feeling confident and safe: -"It is a very bright and nice day! Nothing bad can happen to me!*humming while walkin'*"

What the poor Roman couldn't have im

By Priyanka Misra

Photo: our teacher Poppy

Job interviews are like first dates: Good impressions count; Awkwardness can occur; Outcomes are unpredictable. Your palms tend to get sweaty and you clam up. Or you get self-conscious and start talking non-stop to fill every pause in the conversation. Both, not good scenarios. If you get that first impression wrong, that would most likely be the end of the line for you! No second date and definitely no amazing job. But worry no more. We have the perfect

Thunderstorm

Slowly starts the thunderstorm,
I can hear its rumbling
and the lightning will be born
and the wind hunts something.

People running fast to home,
closing doors and windows.
No one likes to be alone
when the storm its face shows.

Do you see the dance of trees?
How they bow the tops?
Do you hear the song of Rain,
the drumming of the drops?

Birds are drinking from the puddle,
one has lost a feather.
Outside seems it like a muddle
but soon will sooth the weather.

Wind has swept the streets so clean,
Rai

Hello guys, witches, zombies, sceletons and the rest, 

as Halloween is around the corner, it would be great to create here cool, scary atmosphere full of spooky moments, horror memories and terrifying imaginations!!! So... don't hesitate and let't just all gather and start our ..................  EC SCARY PARTY!

So, listen to me carefully but...wait, wait... fistly please turn back to check, if there isn't anybody standing behind you! Nothing? Are you sure? I bet you overheard something.. yeah it

21^st century’s Social Media and Social Media Friends 

 Since the beginning of 21^st century the invention of mobiles and progress of communications tools (like internet) completely revolutionize our social life and even today we are unaware of its future. Because of this rapid change we feel difficult to change our life accordingly. These inventions affect on our life is not countable but here I just want discusses some of its social aspect only.  

 Social Media Information

 Social media is becoming

It was a new day. In this morning, the green valley was bathed sunrise, just like on other days. Birds were singing and starting their daily rituals. The dew was shining like the crystals with the sunrise,  which had fallen on the flower petals. That wonderful morning, a stranger was coming, through the narrow path down the valley. He was a young boy, tall, handsome and smart. If the morning was so much beauty, his face appeared with a very pleasant smile. His name was Dilan.

There was a beautifu

I decided to teach English in Shenzhen last May, but long before I signed my contract, I knew exactly what I would be doing during Spring Festival. As classes came to an end for the semester, I watched my friends plan trips to beautiful beaches, but I wasn’t jealous of their vacation plans for a second… I was busy reminding my fiancé to bring my parka as we would be heading north: to Harbin.

The flight from Beijing to Harbin was only about two hours. I sat giddily on the plane and read about the

A clean summer day. The trees and leaves are twinkling in front of the eyes. Scared birds scatter in different directions. The young witch flies on a flying broom. Ammm... young clumsy* witch.

Suddenly her broom catch the branch of the tree... And clumsy witch is falling down right on the anthill. While falling from the tree, she demolish one branch with green leaves that stuck in her hair near the ear.

Before Sabrina understand what happened, she felt ant bites and despite of pain in her back you

I have changed the title a little. I united two of the titles.

The clumsy witch (who cried golden tears)

Once upon a time, there lived a little girl.
She lived together with her her mom and her granny in a little house nearby a beautiful lake, outside the city.

The house, surrounded by a garden, was just a small house but very comfortable and cozy. In the garden grew thousands of different flowers and there lived butterflies and birds lived there, too.

The girl loved the birds, butterflies, and f

... and then one day

... and then one day they start slowly falling down,

sad tree losing its pride, losing its crown.

The sun is weaker, the wind is stronger,

all of these leaves can´t stay any longer...

... and then some day golden rain showers the street,

covered path, bench, even my favorite seat.

People dancing on the yellow carpet of leaves,

recalling nostalgic autumn memories...

... and then one day autumn magic will be gone,

lost between earlier sunset and later dawn.

Winter will hungrily eat every

How many days we are logging to see each other,

How many hours we want to share with each other.

It's must be countless

But our reality doesn't allow us

I am sorry about it

Really I am sorry...my little princess.

Writing challenge,

Danny Clark's     write a short story

The idea of this short story came from the dreams of Mr. Danny Clark. I had a terrible dream after writing that horror story, the abandoned house. I have some ability to predict the future according to certain incidents. It is not clairvoyance but depending on the current situations. I woke up suddenly after that nightmare and I decided to write real stories. 

Evangelina's writing challenge

The abandoned house   (the end)

Ten years back, the scene was different. Gene's father was a pilot. He inherited a big fortune from his mother who used to own some lands in the country. He sold those lands and started his own project of the air taxi. His project started with one-engine planes to planes with two engines.

Bob, Sara's father used to work with him as an executive manager. Every single money was under his eyes. He told his wife to get rid of Rod. His wife