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It takes a second or two for the new information to sink it, even though it is right before my eyes, larger than life. Then I feel my lips stretch wider into gaping grin and my eyebrows arch for the sky. She's made it. She's here. And in the seconds that follow I can feel her squeezing her arms around me and my arms reciprocating. No longer is she pixelated and two dimensional; she is warm, fragranced and soft.

By Angela Abraham (daisy), June 24, 2015.
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Amazement doesn't quite cover it. I feel like someone just took my spark of wonder and poured on kerosine. The smile I show on the outside can't adequately reflect what I feel inside; it's like every neurone of my brain is trying to fire in both directions at once - the best kind of paralysis.

By Angela Abraham (daisy), July 6, 2015.
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I stared at her in awe, wondering how one so fragile and tiny could achieve this level of talent. She moved with feeling on that stage, pouring forth an outburst of emotions through her movements, not only moving her body, but moving the crowd that watched her in pure amazement. The music seemed dismal, her movements somber, her eyes filling with heartbreak and tears. I felt her feelings, without her even saying a word to me. I didn't know what could make her so miserable, but that feeling flowed through her, reaching and touching everyone in that auditorium. It was truly breathtaking.

By Joscelyn Averette, August 1, 2018.