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Issue: 313 | 12th day of Collecting, Y9 |
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Short Stories
 | The Brush He Thought He Never WantedWhat have I done to deserve a punishment like this?
by quenosh |  | who are you my friend of many influencesIt is inevitable to miss someone who goes away for a short while as much as, if not more than, someone who leaves forever...
by blackcairn |  | A Home in My HeartIt had been six years since I had seen my family. Out of desperation at their lack of funds and eight children, they had sent their five older ones away...
by ripped_perfection |  | Hyperion: The Ghost"Hyperion, we are the Defenders of Neopia. We must defend our citizens from all evils, from all things, whether it be a selfish thief or an otherworldly killer..."
by micrody |  | Usul Tales: The Rubber Ducky Of DoomGabby stopped crying for a moment, looking up at her older sister with teary eyes, then burst into cries once again...
by iris220_ll |  | Taking Away the Pound's GloomI knew a sibling to share her time with would help to solve many of her problems. I was the one who decided that we would be adopting from the pound...
by cloverless |  | One Really 'Relaxing' VacationA.B., my owner, was taking all four of her Neopets to a foreign, exciting place for a vacation, but she wouldn't tell anyone where we were going...
by angiebeaudion |  | Open Hearts, Closed EyesA young Lupe yelled in his gruff, loud voice, "Feepits are kind of cute!"
by superpowers36 |  | DoN: The Case of the Missing BooksJudge Hog, I think we might have a problem...
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by julie_kofoed1980 |  | Finding the MusicThere is a single tribe that exists on the island. A group of faerie Lenny called the Maedryth...
by reveirie |  | Writer's BlockShe believed she had talent and one day soon, the Neopian Times would tell her that her stories and articles were genius...
by treekofreako |  | The Path of the DaggerThe Silver Sai dagger of Shenkuu is perfect for rogues. Such daggers are light, versatile...
by sparkie399 |  | With JoyShe was waving and crying too. Or was she? The more Kitty looked the more it seemed that she was...
by werewolfloverrox |
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Customisation Stars
There's a hot new contest in Neopia. The Customisation Spotlight, where all Neopians have a chance to vote for your pet, depending on how it has been customised. There seems to be, however, a bit of a divide as to what makes a good customised pet. Many of the entrants to the very first contest were simply poor, plain coloured pets dressed in nothing but potato sacks, and in some cases wearing nothing at all save for a starry background. So...
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The Silent City: Part Four Etana looked at the rock impassively for a moment, then scrunched up her face in the sudden realisation that the lump was moving slightly...
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