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R.I.P Challenge: This one is from our social media director, and it's a staff favorite. In our fashion, the winner takes the $100, and this one is judged solely by the social media department. 500 word minimum. We can't wait to read these! In this writing challenge, you will be tasked with creating a story in which the old version of yourself is killed off and a new character is introduced. This new character should be a transformation of the old you, representing the growth and change that you have undergone. To begin, you will need to think about what aspects of your old self you would like to leave behind, and what qualities you would like to cultivate in the new version of yourself. Consider what events or experiences led to your transformation, and how you have grown as a result. Next, you will need to develop your new character, giving them a unique appearance, personality, and backstory. As you write, be sure to incorporate elements of your own life and experiences, as well as any symbolism or themes that are important to you. Finally, you will need to craft a story that brings your old self to an end and introduces your new character. This could be a tale of redemption, self-discovery, or personal growth. Whatever direction you choose to take, be sure to make it a compelling and meaningful journey for your readers.
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A Jekyll and Hyde Journal Confrontation

Journal Entry 350: I had to doodle my way as I try to survive and surpass the day with this boring office work of waiting for requests in the registrar's office. Good thing I sketched a whole good image. I was thinking of me but the lady I drew does not look like me. She has this hair with red highlights, and a haircut I have no courage to do. She looks so smart and yet she has this air of imperfection on her. I asked my mates about this person but they all just said, "Wow, you look so cool in this self-portrait." This is not me. This will never be me for sure.

Journal Entry 351: I had the weirdest dream. I was talking to the lady in my sketch and we argued and fought hurling everything in my treehouse and as I was thrown across the room and was left unconscious, I saw that my face had gone blank. That was so horrible. Abby told me that I was just stressed out or burned out with the work we have and I just need to loosen up a bit.

Journal Entry 352: When I faced my mirror today, an unusual face showed up in front of me. She looked like the lady in my sketch. Then as I was dressing up, she moved my hand and controlled me to throw my phone on my bed. "What the hell is wrong with you?" I said reaching for my phone again. This time, she replied to me, "I know you are not perfect like me but you are pretending to be one."

"What do you mean?" I responsed back. "I know you like this hair I have and you are itching to do it but you are prim and proper and you should but you're a rebel at heart. You've always been one. You believe in love but you are never a people-pleaser. Don't fool me with that perfect girl façade, sweetheart."

That's it, I am so irritated by this other entity inside me. We're nothing alike and we'll never be.

Journal Entry 353: Hey, Andre here. I drugged Faye first because she's becoming annoying for me to handle. I just want you to know self that you are just right whatever perks you even have because that is your identity in this world. You are alive and you are well and you exist and live. You don't have to be perfect like Faye. She's the epitome of the perfect self which doesn't exist that's why you feel like an anomaly in this world because of doing everything in the right way. Be creative like what you are before. You don't know the right way but you know where the right path to finish whatever task is given to you so don't rely on Faye to survive. She knows nothing of being a strong woman. She even relies on men for her needs. Peace out, yo!

Journal Entry 354: Andre is a pain in the butt. DO. NOT. BELIEVE. WHATEVER. SHE. SAYS!

The journal stops here as the split between Faye and Andre materialize in real life. It's as if one is watching a cell pull away into two different parts. Andre is kicking herlsef out of Faye's body as Faye pulls away from the other in her annoyed state. As Andre stood with wobbly legs and balanced herself on the floor, Faye tackled her and tried to rip the other's hair out but she failed because she slowly faded and turned to dust along with the breath that Andre huffed and puffed as she struggled to stand with her new body.

"I'm free!" A smile formed from my lips and a sense of relief washed me all over. "This is me. No pretending now. Just the imperfect truth that I should have been years ago. Andre is at peace. Peace out, yo!"

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