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Personal Writing: Welcome To Maysville
Number of Words: 316 / Number of Pages: 2
... from. We have a country club that is full of fun activities to
do including golf. The YMCA is a great place to work out at. With a pool,
running track, weight room, gym, and a daycare for the kids this a definite
place to workout at.
This town has been a home to me for seven years and I have found
the town to have a nice community. Every town as its problems, but this
town has accomplished these problems responsibly and quickly. I shall say
the move to this town was well worth it and I hope you will come to feel
the same way. ...
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A Modest Essay
Number of Words: 499 / Number of Pages: 2
... bridges in my yard. I
enjoy urban hang gliding. On Wednesdays, after school, I repair electrical
appliances free of charge.
I am an abstract artist, a concrete analyst, and a ruthless bookie. Critics
worldwide swoon over my original line of corduroy evening wear. I don't perspire.
I am a private citizen, yet I receive fan mail. I have been caller number nine
and have won the weekend passes. Last summer I toured New Jersey with a
traveling centrifugal-force demonstration. I bat .400. My deft floral
arrangements have earned me fame in international botany circles. Children trust
me.
I can hurl ten ...
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The Big Day
Number of Words: 1228 / Number of Pages: 5
... slowly overenunciating each word:
"I...love...you."
Her smile got wider as she replied. "You better. Don't you dare
flake on me now."
She lay down beside me and kissed me gently wrapping her arms
around me. I slid my hands inside her T-shirt running them up and down her
back and I said:
"We really don't have time for this."
"Absolutely not. How about the shower?"
And the shower it was, taking far too much of the time we did not
have.
I stood shaving when she asked from the bedroom: "Denny's or Jack
in the box?"
"Which one is the most romantic?"
"Breakfast in bed!"
"OK, you got me. How about ...
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Stresses In My Life
Number of Words: 318 / Number of Pages: 2
... up had been no easy task for my brother and I. My parents hardly
ever got along and it seemed that each time they would argue, we were in
the middle of it or the cause of it. After graduating from high school, I
left home. Since my brother had recently moved out, only my parents would
be left to live together, but that didn’t work out. My mother became
desperate to leave my father since their marriage wasn’t working out and
also due to her daily responsibilities ceasing. Moreover, she left to
reunite with her family just seperating from him and to possibly begin
exploring. ...
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Personal Writing: My First Hockey Match
Number of Words: 442 / Number of Pages: 2
... top pepperoni pizza
and a frothy mug; emersed with crisp cold beer…this teased my temptation.
With only a few dollars left, and my arms filled with delectable treats, I
finally reached gate 201.
I pushed the heavy blue drapery to my side. Standing in awe, my
eyes scanned the gigantic arena. Everyone, including myself could feel the
anxiety dripping from the air. Music blared, colored television screens lit
up "Let's go Wings" and fans swung their red and white shimmery pom-poms.
Scrunched in my arena-side seat, I gazed in amazement at the massive
amounts of people, and began to enjoy my very fi ...
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A Modern Interpretation Of Everyman (the Excerpt)
Number of Words: 1932 / Number of Pages: 8
... deeds, and the anguish and the pain. Of those who would not
change their ways, to do well and to be kind. So once the show is over it
would do you good to keep these events in mind_[Cue Energetic Dance
Music]Sports Commentator. LET'S GET READY TO RUMBLE!!! HERE COMES GOD
WITH SOME ACTION-PACKED HIGHLIGHTS!!! EVERYBODY, COME ON AND RAISE THE
ROOF FOR GOD!!![Disco Call][Exit Sports Commentator. Enter God]God. What
in the Hell was that?[Dance music abruptly stops]God. Ya' know, I
see here,in all my splendor, how the people do not remember. The ways and
methods of olden days, when they didn't h ...
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Personal Writing: My Father's Desire To Be A Doctor
Number of Words: 370 / Number of Pages: 2
... the second level examination, but it was not as easy as the first one. He had to memorize everything in certain books word-by-word. In fact, it took him eleven years to pass it. In the meantime, he failed the first ten exams with scores like 58.9, 59.2, or even 59.98 when the passing score is 60. Frustrated, he had very bad tempers during that period of time; even his kids were afraid to go near him. At the age of forty-four, he finally passed the examination but had to leave his family to go to another city to get proper training. After months of training and trafficking between home and school, ...
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Rethinking The Watchtowers
Number of Words: 1706 / Number of Pages: 7
... did not care. It was enough just to follow the rubrics and do the
rituals as prescribed.
But something brought me to an abrupt halt in my copying frenzy. I
had dutifully copied rituals from different sources, and suddenly realized
they contained conflicting elements. I found myself comparing the two
versions, wondering which one was "right", "correct", "authentic",
"original", "older", etc. This gave rise to the more general questions
about where a ritual came from in the first place. Who created it? Was it
created by one person or many? Was it ever altered in transmission? If so,
was ...
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Creative Writing: Friends Till The Very End
Number of Words: 1329 / Number of Pages: 5
... Memorial stretching white and graceful, remembering painfully
that this would be the last time that he would ever walk along this beautiful
beach.
As his eyes watched the waves, and how they caressed the muddy shoreline, he
began to think of the future. His thoughts were quickly disrupted.
“Hey bud, how's it going? What was so important that you had to talk to me
about?” Chris asked.
“It's to hard. I can't go on with it.”
“What? What can't you go on with?” Chris demanded urgently.
“It's just, that, that, this will be our last weekend together”.
“Wait a minute. Slow down, your not making any se ...
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Problems With A Happy Ending
Number of Words: 326 / Number of Pages: 2
... because of the cigarette's strong
smell. It was a small offence to my friends, a big one to my parents and an eye
opener for me.
My father was raged, my mother was crying, and I saw that they actually
cared about my doings. They were concerned for me after all. With a hint of
tears in his eyes, my father turned to my weeping figure and asked once again,
in a warm voice, "Why did you do it?" As I began to reveal my feelings, my
mother hugged me and healed where it hurt the most. I guess I did it to get
their assurance of love for me. ...
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