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Creative Writing: An Unforgivable Choice
Number of Words: 2180 / Number of Pages: 8
... if there came any of the
cruel men I should hurry out, and I don't believe in Santa. But if you do he
properly heard you lien, I'm 7” Jason said “Would you like to buy some
christmaspresents with me?” Lucinda asked. “I don't know -maybe some of the
shopasistents will recognise me, and I'm really not supposed to go with
strangers” Jason said. “Well, only you can decide if I'm a stranger” Lucinda
said very tempting.
“My feets hurt” Jason complained. “I'm sorry, I shouldn't have dragged you
with. It wasn't supposed to take so long -I swear” Lucinda excused. “Well I
should have got enough presents ...
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Custer's Last Stand
Number of Words: 1847 / Number of Pages: 7
... I was born ready Bill. Go Ahead, Fire!!! Wait don't fire, I meant
start asking your questions when your ready. All I have to do is answer
them, you have the tough half in asking the questions.
Bill: Ok, here goes, Are Those Bugle Boy Jeans that you are wearing??!!??
Custer: Why yes, as a matter of fact they are. I bought them just for this
show. I didn't seem to understand that question.
Bill: I was just kidding, I was just trying to break the ice between us
because we will be bordering on some very touchy matters. Ok then lets get
straight to the point. What are were your personal feeli ...
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My Senior Year
Number of Words: 870 / Number of Pages: 4
... doing my homework she would encourage me and help to keep my spirits up. I appreciate what she has done for me and I love her very much.
The thing that I have enjoyed the least about is knowing that it's almost over and I still don't have a clue what I want to be after I get out of high school. The whole thing kind of scares me. I've gone through four years of high school, completed all of my classes with fairly good grades, yet, I am trapped in this little hole, stuck here wondering what to do next. I worry about this subject often and pray to God that he will lead me in the right direction.
For my ...
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Creative Story: The Golden Sock
Number of Words: 1109 / Number of Pages: 5
... and his men came to a cave and were directly surrounded. They got
ready to fight, but the people were only trying to find out if they were
friendly or hostile. The people were called the Takol Klan. They invited
Odysseus and his men for the verrano feast. The Takol Klan, that greeted them,
seemed to overly excited to Odysseus.
"Hey, do two of you want to come and help us set up for tomorrow's feast,"
Taboli said.
"Sure, Odysseus, Ankortipo and I are going to go with these friendly
hosts," said Amtiphorus.
"Go ahead, you two, but watch your back; we don't know these people, they
mi ...
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Declaration Of Independance From Puberty
Number of Words: 295 / Number of Pages: 2
... This punishment is cruel and undeserving. At
times an individual with this dilemma may experience young children
questioning if chickenpox are on the ill-fated person. Also the individual
has quite a hard time finding a companion to flirt without utterly
humiliating themselves. One who has this problem may go through many
circumstances that make the individual lose self of steam.
Other unjust transpiration of pubescence years are unscheduled growth
spurts. This brisk development directs one on a path of high water pants.
On some occasions this individual might feel taller than peers, but ...
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Personal Writing: I Love Horror Novels
Number of Words: 808 / Number of Pages: 3
... King (who got the idea to write IT when looking off
of a bridge) I seem to receive my mad phantasms out of thin air. For
example, when I first began writing the first draft of this essay, I
started out writing about writing horror stories and ended up writing a
short story about a vampire in London. It is safe to say I get ideas out
of thin air.
When I do capture the intangible, I literally feel a rushing sensation
in my head! I feel like a kid on a roller coaster. I feel astonished,
excited, and hyper. Quite often my mother will stick her head into my
room because she wants to find out w ...
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Creative Writing: 6 Months Later
Number of Words: 843 / Number of Pages: 4
... a group of
handicapped kids. I sat down next to the story teller, Bob, and I looked around
and carefully observed them. As I did this, I could see Lennie's face flashing
in my mind. What was happening to me. Why couldn't he just leave me alone. I
survived through my first day of work, reluctantly. The hospital also provided
housing. That night, I had the most horrible dream of my life. I could see
Lennie petting hundreds of rabbits, one at a time. But he was crying and
screaming in rage. The rabbits were dying. "George, why do they die? Don't let
them die George, please. Can I still tend the rabbit ...
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Personal Writing: The Day Of Doom
Number of Words: 622 / Number of Pages: 3
... and told my friend to take off. After exiting the sand pit we flew
off down the piper pond road going about 70. My eyes and face were getting
wind burnt so I tapped on the wind sheild for him to slow down. After
coming to a stop I told him he had to try it so again we sped off but this
time he was the one flapping in the wind. When we pulled into his
girlfriends house he jumped off the car laughing and rubbing his windburnt
face. Still we hadn't enough excitement so we grabbed his girlfriend and
headed off towards barrow's falls. Barrow's falls is small river in back
abbot full of little falls an ...
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Personal Writing About My Mother And Her Stay In The Hospital
Number of Words: 654 / Number of Pages: 3
... for the fact
that the period of time my mother was in the hospital fell on her birthday. So,
all of the family, except me, sat down next to the stereo. My father plugged in
a microphone, popped in a blank cassestte and hit record. Each one of the
children started to sing "Happy Birthday", then ended with a personal message.
My father then recorded his message. I was in so much shock and horror that I
didn't want to record anything. I was under the belief that my mother wasn't
coming home at all.
My family kept trying to get me to record something, but, I refused.
After about a week or two of m ...
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Personal Writing: Nature And The Self
Number of Words: 528 / Number of Pages: 2
... the sights, the smells and the sounds. I, too, pick up after a cup
of coffee.
The beach differs from my work immensely. I work in the finance
industry where customers are our number one concern. There is never a
moment’s peace, the phone rings constantly, and tension envelopes everyone
around. It is a very fast paced job where people thrive on stress. My
home life isn’t much different than my work. I am constantly trying to
keep up with the schedules of four people. I am cook, housekeeper,
chauffeur, wife, accountant, nurse, and mother.
Any age can appreciate the gifts offered by the ...
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