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  • 10 Things that prove Japan is living in 2050:

    Japan, a country located in East Asia with about 124 million people, is known for being one of the most innovative countries in the world. Here are the top 10 things that prove Japan is living in 2025.

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    Packaged Snacks:
    In Japan, they strictly enforce that the food has to be approximately the same size as it is advertised on the wrapper.

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    Gum wrappers:
    Many gum containers come with small paper pads for the gum after chewed, if you cannot find a trash can. Although this might seem like a small change, it is almost impossible to find used gum in Japan. In New York City, without the gum covers, the amount of chewed gum is in the millions or even billions. One source states that 50 million pieces of gum are chewed every day in NYC, and a large majority of it ends up on the ground. Another source notes that a huge percentage of all discarded gum (80–90%) is not disposed of correctly.

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    Rain chains:

    Japanese rain chains, or kusari-doi, are considered better than traditional downspouts for their aesthetic appeal, relaxing sound, and functional benefits like preventing frozen pipes and reducing clogging. While they are not entirely clog-proof, they are easier to install and maintain and visually enhance outdoor spaces with the gentle sound of water. 

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      Mosquito patches

      In Japanese stores, you can find mosquito patches. These patches are considered “better” by some users in terms of convenience and safety, as they are a simple, hands-free sticker format, and are popular for use on children’s clothing. These mosquito patches also avoid direct skin application of synthetic chemicals, so they are better to us for those seeking “natural” options.

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      Robot Hotels:

      At the Henn na Hotel in Ginza and Hamamatsucho, Tokyo, you can stay in a hotel that is completely controlled by robots. These robots can perform simple tasks, such as checking in and carrying your luggage.

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      LG Stylers:

      In every room at the Henn na Hotels, you can find an LG styler, which washes and de-wrinkles clothes using pure steam, without harsh chemicals. The LG styler can also gently dry delicate items and press the creases in pants. It also includes a moving hanger system that shakes clothes, a built-in pants press, and an aroma kit for adding scents. 

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      Self-Checkout Convenience Stores:

      Many standard convenience stores (like Lawson, FamilyMart, and 7-Eleven) have self-checkout machines. In some cases, customers can place all items into a designated area (like a smart shopping basket or a tray), and the system automatically scans all items at once using technologies like Radio-Frequency Identification (RFID) or image recognition.

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      Vending Machine Parking Lots:

      In Japan, there are parking lots using a system with an automated barrier, controlled by a vending-style machine, securing each space. When a car enters, a sensor detects its presence, and a barrier rises to lock the car in place. To exit, the driver must go to a payment machine, enter their parking spot number, pay the parking fee, and then the barrier will then lower.

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      Bullet Trains:

      Japan is known for its high-speed bullet trains, which are known to transport you in significantly less time than regular trains. For example, a journey from Tokyo to Kyoto takes just over two hours instead of over six hours for a standard train.

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      Super Toilets:

      Japan has public toilets, which are also known as “super toilets”. These toilets are high-tech smart toilets with advanced features like heated seats, automatic open/close lids, and integrated bidet functions.

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      If you ever visit Japan, make sure to check out these 10 cool inventions that prove Japan is living in 2050.

      November 1, 2025
      japan, lifestyle, travel

    1. My favorite animal: Dogs

      Daily writing prompt
      What is your favorite animal?
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      My favorite animal has always been dogs. They are so cute and fluffy! I’ve always begged my parents to get a golden retriever puppy, but isn’t hasn’t worked yet (fingers crossed). Golden Retriever’s are one of my favorite dog breeds because they are friendly, adorable, and are affectionate. If I were to get a dog, I would name it Azuki, which means red bean in Japanese.

      January 7, 2025
      dailyprompt, dailyprompt-1818

    2. The Mirror #2

      I wrote this story for my English class. It is a prequel to the story The Mirror, by Judith Kay. I hope you enjoy!

      “What have I done?!” Elena screamed as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. “Please go back! I’ll do anything!”

      “Elena, dinner’s ready!” a familiar voice called out.

      Elena peeked out from behind the door and saw someone with blonde hair and blue eyes. It looked just like her mother! But how could that be? Her mom had died in a fire twenty years ago.

      “Elena! There you are!” her mother exclaimed, picking her up. “What are you doing in my room?”

      Elena wanted to shout, “I’m not a kid! I’m an adult!” But all that came out was a jumble of sounds. She let her mom carry her to her old room. As she walked in, memories flooded back—her favorite blanket, toys, and a teddy bear sitting on the dresser.

      Trying to grab her teddy bear, she accidentally knocked over a glass vase. She was going to clean it up like she usually did, but her mother stopped her.

      “Oh no! Are you okay?” her mom asked, concerned.

      Elena blinked in confusion. Her mom wasn’t mad. That was… strange.

      “Let’s go to Target to get your school supplies!” her mother said.

      Elena’s face fell. School? She hadn’t thought about that.

      At Target, she felt frustrated trying to communicate with her mom. She pointed at a Rare Beauty Blush, hoping her mom would understand that it would look great on her.

      “Is that the blush you want? Let’s get it!” her mom said, buying it without a second thought. Elena was surprised. Her mom had never let her wear makeup as a kid!

      The next day, Elena’s mom dressed her up and put on makeup on her. She taught her how to sit up straight and always smile. Why was her mom so focused on her looks? When they arrived at school, everything felt familiar. A pretty girl named Maya waved at her. Elena remembered Maya from her childhood, and it felt strange to be reliving this life. The day flew by, just like it had when she was a kid. They played games and even went to the playground, where Elena remembered breaking her arm. She tried to be careful, but she slipped and felt the same pain again. The next day, her mom took her to the doctor, and soon enough, she had a cast. As weeks passed, Elena learned to talk a bit better. One rainy day at school, Maya suggested they do a beauty challenge. Elena wasn’t sure about it, but she remembered winning one before. Suddenly, beauty started to matter more to her. After that day, she spent hours perfecting her looks. When her mom told her about a modeling competition in San Francisco, Elena was excited, even if it meant missing school. But her parents argued about it, and her dad decided to stay home. Elena felt caught in the middle, but she tried to cheer them up. They drove to the competition, and on the way, Elena practiced her poses. At the competition, she saw many girls her age. She felt confident, especially when it was her turn to walk the runway. When they announced the winner, it was her! Elena felt proud, but she noticed a man in the audience looking upset. He looked strangely familiar. Wasn’t his name Josh Smith? The same guy from the antique store who had given her the mirror? Elena rubbed her eyes. That couldn’t be him. But part of Elena’s mind insisted that it was a younger version of him. Then, a tall man walked up to the man. 

      “Josh! There you are! We’ve watched the whole show! Your daughter looked so beautiful! Second place is great!” The man said cheerfully. The girl looked confused as if she had never met this man. 

      “Who are you?” The girl said, “How do you know my dad?”    

      The man chuckled. “I’m your dad’s brother, George Smith.” 

      “Cool, we have the same last name!” the girl said.

      “So he is Josh Smith!” thought Elena, “The antique store owner! Is this all some sort of…”
       

      “Elena, what are you looking at?” Elena’s mom said. 

      “Sorry,” Elena mumbled. 

      The days after the competition, Elena’s mom started pushing her harder, and Elena felt overwhelmed. “Mom, it’s just a competition!” she said one day.

      “But you need to work hard if you want to win!” her mom replied.

      Elena sighed. She loved the competitions but hated the pressure. As the years went on, she kept winning but felt trapped.

      Eventually, she went to college and finally felt free. One day, she called her mom.

      “Hi, Mom!” she said.

      “Have you been going out like that? You need to put on more makeup!” her mom exclaimed, but this time, Elena smiled. Her mother couldn’t control what she did when she was at college. 

      “Sorry Mom, but you can’t control me now, and I can be whoever I want to be. Bye,” Elena said, laughing, and then hung up.

      That was the last time Elena talked to her mother. Sometimes she missed her, but when she thought of the times when she was younger, she got angry. When Elena’s mother died in a fire, Elena went to her funeral and made a speech. She walked over to her mother’s coffin to talk to her one last time.

      “Hi mother,” She said quietly, “It’s your daughter, Elena. I know I haven’t talked to you in a while, but this is the last time. Forever. Although I hated those times, I appreciate you always driving me to those competitions. Bye, mother.”      

      When Elena had her own children, she made sure that she wasn’t forcing them to do things. When one of her sons became interested in tennis tournaments, she made sure that she wasn’t pushing his training too hard. One of her daughters, Melissa, was just like Elena. She loved beauty competitions. Although Elena loved putting makeup on Melissa like her mother did, she did not put on too much. Elena’s main worry was if she would somehow look in the mirror again and turn back into a child. She didn’t want to relive her childhood. One day, when Elena was sixty-one, it was Melissa’s birthday. Melissa wanted to go to the cursed antique store. Elena tried telling Melissa that she couldn’t go because she didn’t want to turn back into a child, but Melissa thought Elena was superstitious. Plus, Elena didn’t want Mellisa to go alone, because she had no other person to go with. Elena agreed to go with Melissa, as long as she wouldn’t buy the mirror. When they got to the antique shop, Elena immediately recognized Josh Smith’s face. 

      “Hi! Welcome! Are you looking for anything in particular?” Josh Smith said. Elena noticed that his tone was more sly than she remembered it. “If not, you can just look around. But of course, ask me if you need anything!” 

      After five minutes of searching, Melissa came running to Elena. 

      “Mom!” Melissa said, “I found the perfect mirror! Close your eyes.”

      Elena tried to shoo Melissa away, but Melissa covered Elena’s eyes too quickly. “Three, two, one! Look, isn’t it beautiful?!” Melissa said, uncovering her mother’s eyes.

      Elena screamed as she found herself looking into the same mirror that had turned her into a child before. 

      November 5, 2024

    3. My Three Genie Wishes

      Daily writing prompt
      You have three magic genie wishes, what are you asking for?
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      My first wish would be to have the ability to create mythical animals. Mythical animals would be very cool to have as a pet, because I could ride them around everywhere.

      Secondly, I wish that I could read people thoughts, because I could know when people are telling the truth.

      Lastly, I wish I could teleport, because if I ever overslept, I could just hop of of bed and go to school.

      October 22, 2024
      dailyprompt, dailyprompt-2105

    4. The Bake-Off

      As I shuffled to the back of the auditorium, I heard murmurs about why we were all gathered here. We only come here for special occasions or big announcements.

      “Good morning, everyone”, Ms. Ruxpin said, “I’m sure you are all wondering why we are here today. I’m here to announce that we will have a bake-off in our school. It takes place on June 7, so you will have about 2 months to prepare.” 

      A fifth-grader raised her hand. “What will we get if we win? Candy?”

      “You will get a prize of no school for two whole days.” Ms. Ruxpin responded, then tried to quiet down the chattering of excitement.

      I turned to Celine, “Do you want to be partners?”

      “Sure, what should we bake?” She replied.

      “My mom has these really good brownies that she makes every year for the last day of school. I guess we could make those.” I said, remembering the sweet and chocolaty taste on my tongue. Unfortunately, the last day of school seemed nowhere close.

      “Maybe we should do something a little more creative and difficult,” Celine replied, “like a palmier.”

      “Ummmm, do you have any idea on how to make those?” I said, searching for a recipe on my phone.

      “My mom has a cookbook that her mother gave to her. Maybe we could do a test run to see if they taste good first,” Celine said. Celine’s mom and dad were both French, so I decided to trust her. Besides, if it didn’t work, we could always go to my mom’s yummy brownies.

      “Why don’t you come over to my house today?” Celine asked.

      “Sure!” I said.

      I hadn’t realized that Ms. Ruxpin had stopped talking, so when everyone stood up, I was startled.

      I had one more class until the end of the day, so I was grateful when the bell rang. I quickly stood up and grabbed my bag. I met Celine at the end of the hallway, and like always, she was there before me.

      “Ready?” She asked.

      I nodded, and we headed out of school. Celine had a fancy limo that would take her to school and back. It had candy and drinks, and I was always sad at the very back.

      “Hi Taylor,” Celine’s mother said, “How was school? And Taylor, how’s your French school going?”

      “Good,” I said. I had started French two years ago, and I liked learning it. The main reason I started taking french lessons was because Celine and I dreamed about having our own language. Even though some people knew french, no one in our school did. In school, we could talk about anything that we wanted in French. “I’m pretty close to basically being fluent.”

      “Wonderful,” Celine’s mother said.

      “Mom, can we use your cookbook? We’re making palmiers for our school baking competition.” Celine asked, grabbing a soda.

      “Sure!” Celine’s mother said, “I can help you! My mother used to make them for me all the time when I was your age!”

      Whenever I came into Celine’s house, I wondered how Celine never got lost. Her house had so many twists and turns, that I would always end up in the wrong room. 

      We entered the kitchen, where Celine showed me her mom’s secret drawer. She took out the cookbook and started taking out the ingredients. 

      1 tasse (200 g) de sucre cristallisé

      2 et 1/2 cuillères à café de cannelle moulue

      1 cuillère à café de muscade moulue

      1 cuillère à café de cardamome moulue

      2 cuillères à café de zeste d’orange (facultatif)

      “You should probably write down the instructions in English, in case the judges want to see the recipe,” I said.
      Celine began to re-write the instructions.

      1 cup (200g) granulated sugar

      2 and 1/2 teaspoons ground cinnamon

      1 teaspoon ground nutmeg

      1 teaspoon ground cardamom

      2 teaspoons orange zest (optional)

      Once Celine was done writing down the recipe, I started making the puff pastry. We rolled the dough out and then put it into the oven.
      “Smells good,” I said.
      “We just need 15-20 minutes,” Celine said.
      Once the timer rang, we opened the oven and inhaled the wonderful aroma. I put them onto a plate, and they tasted like the best thing ever. We decided to give one to Celine’s mom too.
      “Do you think she’ll like them?” I asked Celine as we climbed to her mom’s bedroom.
      “Probably,” Celine says, opening the door, “Mom, we made the palmiers. Do you want to try one?”
      Celine’s mother hurried over to the doorway and took a bite. We waited for her reaction.
      “They taste amazing!” She said. 

      October 20, 2024
      dailyprompt, dailyprompt-2097

    5. About Me

      Hi! I’m Eugenie, a NYC middle schooler. I found that in my school we lacked time to write stories, so I decided to share mine on a blog. I love writing about myself and fiction. Growing up, my favorite author was Gordon Korman, who wrote stories such as The Unteachables and Restart. Writing for me is a way to express myself and how I’m feeling. It also gives me the change to jot an idea down. That one idea, written down quickly, can turn into something huge, one idea sparking millions of stories. Some people say, nothing lasts forever, but we still share stories that were told thousands of years ago. Throughout thousands of years of sharing it, the writing might be lost, but the meaning with stay. People will share it with each other, and words might change, but the meaning will be the same. Now, I have written many stories, but have never shared them with anyone else besides my family, so I hope the meanings of my stories will spread.

      October 7, 2024
      dailyprompt, dailyprompt-2084

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