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Wow, that was tough a bit of judging. Twenty one entries in this second #futurechronicles writing contest - this time focused on Christmas Day 2050. Such a wide range of views and outlooks of what the

My Christmas Day in 2050 diary writing contest has now closed. There have been 21 entries which is excellent. Thank you to everyone who has entered. I have had a quick read through all the entries and

As is our tradition when we get together as a family, we have gathered our ideas together to form an entry on those things for which we are grateful. Gratefulness, we believe, continues to keep us happy

Source of Image Today I will be 80 years old, I can not believe that I have reached this age, with my mind as lucid as when I was 20 years old. A new decade begins to create new life stories. It's funny

The best Christmas Gift That cold and dark day, Grandpa woke up with sadness, he remembered his Christmas 40 years ago; they worshipped a Child Jesus that humanity no longer even names him, since they

[Image by @fastindemand] Today is December 25th, 2050; Christmas day. We have a tradition in our family coming together every year as a reminder of how much we have to be thankful for. We've struggled

Dear eDiary, I got c-mail from @pennsif first thing this morning. “Kitten! We are going to be on the 18:20 SNEWS on UTVSteem Channel 005! Remember that contest on SteemitInc you won back in 2017? The prompt

I started on steemit in June of this year. From the beginning I got involved in a thriving and rapidly expanding homesteading and prepping community. For the first couple of months all was good. It was

December 25, 2050 Google Images Well, I made it to another Christmas. This is my third one here in the work rover. The fuel ran out last year, and I am just aimlessly drifting through space now. It could

Report of the mission Day 24, 9:00 am: I woke up early. I had many things to do. This was going to be my last chance. The details had to be specified. The assembly of equipment was missing and coordinate

December 25, 2050 Dear Journal, Today was one of the best days of my life. The reflection and joy that was felt in my home was unlike anything I've felt in a very long time. It's always great to see family.

This is my entry for the Christmas Day in 2050 - write a diary entry contest, hosted by @pennsif. There is still some time to get your entry in, as the deadline is Midnight UTC on Tuesday 19 December 2017.

25 December 2050 Dear Sweet Diary, Today was Christmas!!! I was so excited when I got up this morning! The Pelicans were picking me up to take me to The Gathering at the square. The Gathering ending up

Hello again, Diary. Well, it’s finally here, Sunday, December 25, 2050. That’s right Christmas Day and my 50th Christmas in this world. I have been waiting for this day for a few years. I know what I’m

December 25 of 2050 Hour 14:45 Seventeen Year (Nearly Eighteen Year!!) Dear Diary, I know it’s antiquated that I call you that. “Dear Diary.” But I found my great-great grandmother Sophie’s personal log

Today is Christmas day. I know this because Alicia, a wanderer came through our camp a couple of months ago. We had long since forgotten the calendar, but Alicia had been keeping track of the days all

December 25th, 2050 I watched the morning candle flicker as I reached my hand out for warmth and it reminded me of the old movies based on the Charles Dickens’ Christmas Story. In the story, Bob Cratchit

Day 1:2051 We made it, but Jethro got wounded on the ice. He is bleeding pretty bad. I wrapped my scarf around his leg over the heavy gash, but there isn't much I can do. We got away during their festivities.

Thank you for everyone who has entered the Christmas Day in 2050 contest so far. The contest was planned to close this coming Sunday. However as I have been a bit delayed with this follow-up post I am

This is my entry into a fiction writing contest hosted by @pensiff. Find details here: Dear Diary- It is Christmas morning, 2050. I would normally start my entry by covering the mundane items here, the