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"If you don't have time to read, you don't have the time (or the tools) to write. Simple as that." - Stephen King
G'day. This post contains a fairy-tale styled story of me presenting a narrative project to my class. The fairy-tale will be based from these guidelines, giving essentially the basics on writing a - you guessed it - fairy-tale. Not much more to say, so let us begin. Just as a side note, the fairy-tale takes place while I was in high school - not college. Not so long ago, around the time of fall, there was an English class in a high school. The teacher, to coincide with the season and what her class was learning at the time, had her class do a research project on local lore; research a folk lore story on the website the teacher provided. These project weren't necessarily restricted to the state of Pennsylvania, the state where the school was located, and required to be in PowerPoint to present to class.
One student, named Austin, decided to keep it in PA and chose from the three categories. He went with the town of Centralia from the "ghost towns" category. There was one flaw with this choice: Austin was required to make a slide about whether or not he believed in the folklore he chose. The problem comes from how the Centralia coal fires actually happened, and caused the town to be uninhabitable. When he asked the teacher for advise, she just told him to give his thoughts on why it took so long for the citizens to evacuate. Cut to presentations, where Austin is very anxious about presenting. See, Austin was a rather reclusive person; kept mostly to himself, doesn't speak in class unless spoken to (or when necessary for help), and doesn't particularly like attention. It also didn't help that, during presentations before him, his classmates had a bored, almost dead, look in their eyes. It was understandable; it was the last class before they could go home. So when it was his turn to present, Austin initially refused. He didn't want to waste his breath on people who clearly looked like they didn't care. He reached a compromise with the teacher; he would present to her - and only her - after class at the cost of having his grade cut a bit. He did just that and explained his plight to the teacher, which she understood to some degree. It was left at that, and everyone went on as normal. They lived (presumably) happily ever after.
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