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Creative Story: Lobito
Number of Words: 1823 / Number of Pages: 7
... Lobito
hates with all his heart. Being that Pinto is alot older and bigger than Lobbito
, Lobito never dares raise a bark at Pinto. But don't ever tell Pinto to go
outside the house, because as soon as Lobito hears the words “Pinto outside”,
hell breaks loose. Lobito will come tearing around the corner like if he heard
Puppy Chow was going to be on sale. He starts barking and yelping right behind
Pinto with an occasional nip at his tail. At the same time while this is all
going on he tends to give us a look that says how am I doing?
Well that's not the worst part, the worst part is when it comes ...
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The Nasty Restroom
Number of Words: 479 / Number of Pages: 2
... with ants, and clumps of hair gripped tightly to the drain. After thoroughly washing my hands under the hot water, I blindly grabbed for a paper towel from the mold covered dispenser. In a rush, I attempted to dry my hands over the trash can when my ring slipped off my finger and into the disgusting pit of vile objects. At first I was upset at my loss, but then I became furious. I rolled up my sleeves and began to root through the sludge for it.
Inside, I witnessed a mass of matter I hadn’t until that day ever viewed so rank. First I cast aside a carton of milk from centuries ago, containing a small ...
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Creative Writing: Slavery
Number of Words: 229 / Number of Pages: 1
... slaves were shy. We did not talk to each other. As a matter
of fact, we only talked to people we knew. We barley had a chance to talk to
others because we were hard at work. Because of the treatment and conditions of
life, we were shy.
As I said, these conditions of life were horrible. For example we were
beaten and abused by our master because we dropped a glass full of water. I was
hurt physically and mentally. Like I said we were abused and beaten by our
master.
We were not only beaten and abused, but we were also hard workers. We
can do a lot in a day. I picked crops and cooked food f ...
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Personal Essay: I Propose To Change The Status Of Craighead County, AR From A Dry To A Wet County
Number of Words: 928 / Number of Pages: 4
... $4.2
billion annually to purchase 430 million gallons of alcoholic beverages. These
businesses could be run here, in Jonesboro, instead of places like Harrisburg
and Truman. The fact is that people are going to drink. Why not sell to
Craighead citizens in Craighead? It makes far greater sense to put back where
you take out. Meaning if you earn a living in Craighead one should purchase
from those there as well. If the citizens could legally buy alcohol her they
would not be helping out their neighbors. Not only by bringing in those stores
that specialize in alcohol, but those businesses who ...
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Personal Writing: Changing Grades And The Consequences
Number of Words: 558 / Number of Pages: 3
... what I was hearing.
I could get paid for something very simple. "Alright. I'll do it. What were your
last names again?" I said.
The next day my algebra teacher got me to help him out with his rollbook
program. When he was not paying attention, I began to change their grades from
F's to A's. Later on that day one of studens approached me.
"Hey, did you do it?" he asked. "Yes, and I expect to be paid in full."
I replied. "Dope!!! alright, Here's my money. I'll get the others to pay you
next time they see you."
I began to become very popular among my peers. They began to treat me
like a god ...
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Personal Writing: If I Could Meet Three People, I Would Meet....
Number of Words: 628 / Number of Pages: 3
... to go to Asia from Europe.
This way made more business people invest their money to Asia. As the
results of these facts, Marco Polo became the first person I wish to meet.
Galileo Galilei, an outstanding scientist in mid fifteenth century
is the second person I would like to meet. Galilei is not just a physicist
according to the resource I found, he however is also a astronomer. His
ability to manage time to do good job on both fields of physic and
astronomy became the first reason I chose to see Galilei. Second, his
bravery to speak up for what he believe of is another impression I had of
him. ...
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Childhood Experience Of Religion Conflicts
Number of Words: 1177 / Number of Pages: 5
... in the same grade as my friends and I couldn't wait to hang out with them once again. I went to my class and the teacher set me down with an old friend of mine. She didn't even want to look at me. I tried to explain who I was but she stubbornly turned around and whispered something to the person next to her. "What is going on here?" I asked my self, I knew I wasn't welcomed back.
With a child's mind that I had, I still had hope of being welcomed by my best friend. I was going to see her after school at the same bench that we all use to sit and chat about cute boys walking by and sending them sweet ki ...
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Don't Just Look In Its Eyes - A Creative Story
Number of Words: 890 / Number of Pages: 4
... The wire of tension draws tight. Like and umbilical cord, the hunter
has bonded with his prey, forever, bonded by the life and death chase.
The fuse of life burns shorter, bringing the hunter closer, close, and
then the final intimacy of the kill!
Does the dumb beast know its fate? Can he guess its fate? Can he sense
his fate shadowing him, silently, stealthily?
He pondered his ideas and saw some tracks.
HALF A DAY BEHIND
"I wonder what his flesh will taste like. Will it be tough? Will it
bee..... AAAAACK!" Solomon gripped his hand on an icy branch. A snow
capped tr ...
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Creative Writing: The End Of Grendel
Number of Words: 528 / Number of Pages: 2
... up at the sky, hoping I would tune out the dreadful noises of drunken men.
A shadow crossed my face, blocking the stars glow. A sudden rush of fear went through my body. Just when I leapt to my feet to see what was outside the door to the mead-hall opened. My jaw fell to the ground when I saw a devilish monster standing with its mouth watering. I quickly and quietly opened the near by window and crept out. Lucky for me the giant’s eyes and mine never met. I watched as it prowled the hall looking for something to eat. It snatched one man and bit off his head, still no one woke from their drunken sleep. ...
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My Friend T.W.
Number of Words: 895 / Number of Pages: 4
... out. Red headed is just a polite way of saying, are you sure your not Irish? Nevertheless, he has always been and still is one of the most intelligent people I have ever met. This is the type of kid who made A’s in every class and couldn’t wait to get home and do his homework. (The one area we differ in.) As for his character, I again have met very few people in this lifetime that values this trait as much my friend. His dad and my dad were both in the Marines and shared a lot of the same values. His dad just had a different way of handing his down. To illustrate my point I recall a moment af ...
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