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I'm watching an episode of the Winx Club right now (specifically, episode 13) and I'm only in for two minutos and I'm cringing so hard at this. I should have prepared myself for this. I don't know why I actually thought it might be good. I didn't finish the sixth season, but to be honest, it wasn't really going anywhere.

Anyway, back to the seventh season. What is wrong with it?? Like, why is the intro so weputthistogetheratthelastminute and what happened to their faces? I literally am so uncomfortable and OH MY GOD, I THINK THEY ALL JUST MOANED. What the actual hell. And they're giggling while...
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Hello again. This is little one-shot which i wrote. Sorry about grammar. Italics in this story are kind of narrator's speaking or something... This one-shot is my version about graduation clip from Winx Club and the secret of the Nawawala kingdom. Hope you enjoy.

Bloom's Speech [*One-Shot*]

It was a sunny summer day. The sun was shining, weather was warm, and the birds were singing. All of Alfea was decorated, because today six students of Alfea would graduate, and they would never come back...

*After the ceremony, Bloom POV*

We were celebrating our graduation in our apartment. Everyone had a great...
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She was only a child when it all came unhinged. She slept with a nightlight, it kept out the fear. It kept out the sorrow.

It kept out her mother.

The woman would sit in the kusina staring her daughter down. Eyes baring into the little girl's back.

Icy didn't do anything wrong really. But her mom always found something.
And when that something was found, it was followed sa pamamagitan ng a slap or a kick and a barrage of drink-slurred insults.

Icy had long since learned not to beg nor cry. Neither helped much. If anything it just made her mother madder.

And so she continued to play with the beaten rag-doll...
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