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Arrested In Winder, Georgia
... my close friend Joe up and got him to come along with me. I was living in Atlanta at that time. My uncle lived on a farm in Winder, a small town fifty miles north of Atlanta. It was a nice and breezy day to be driving in the countryside. The sun was bright and traffic was light, we blasted the radio on and enjoyed the scenery.
Winder is a pretty small town. It has two stoplights and a little strip mall, which is considered to be their downtown area. My uncle lives further out in the countryside but in order for us to get to his house, we had to go through town. We had just passed the city limit sign f ...
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Creative Writing: The Chase
... the front door and jumped into Dan's small blue Honda. The car was born in the eighties and made a number of noises as it backed out of Alan's driveway. Dan flew off on the wet pavement, as usual driving faster than necessary despite how dark it was outside. The two had no plans for the evening. They drove back and forth, each suggesting who might be having a party tonight or what girls might be home. They were hardly lucky enough to find a girl from school home on a Saturday night. They were even less lucky when it came to the matter of getting a girl to ride with them. Mostly because when she would ask: what are w ...
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Personal Essay: Prejudice
... with a large parking lot.
I was with three other people in the parking lot when we were approached
by a group of three other gentlemen. I myself am a caucasian male under 21
years of age. Two of the people I was with were upperclass caucasian males also
under the age of 21. The last person was also under 21 and male, but he was
African-American. One of the caucasians was a close friend and another was an
acquaintance. The African-American was also a friend of mine. Of the three
gentlemen that approached us, two were hispanic males that appeared to be over
21 and the other was a caucasian male that appea ...
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Underground To Canada : Mammy Sally's Version
... Mammy
Sally had a scared look on her face "What else"?! Yelled mass Simms" well I
guess I can cook some bread" said Mammy Sally, "Same bread that would be nice"
Some break that would be nice" Said Massa Simms. A Couple of hours passed and
Mammy Sally getting ready to set the table for dinner when in came Nina and she
said "So have you thought it yet" " no" said Mammy Sally. The next day Nina woke
up early she put on here rags and took some food from the kitchen and woke up
Mammy Sally and Mammy Sally said "if we get caught "I know I know" interrupted
Nina " we gonna get whipped tell our days are done working." W ...
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Creative Writing: The Gift Of Wisdom
... there ever be” (I Kings 3:12).
The story of the Judgement of Solomon took place in a town called Jerusalem and, within the palace of King Solomon. In the setting of this story, two women known to be prostitutes came to see the King. The first woman explained to King Solomon how she and the other woman both lived together and both had a son. She also goes on to tell the King that one night the other woman lay on her son and killed him; nevertheless, this same woman took the living son and claimed him as hers. The other woman said, “No! The living one is my son; the dead one is yours” (I Kings 3:22). After l ...
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Slow Ride
... Jack and two other girls. This was to be a very memorable Friday night.
After picking up my pal Jack and the girls we embarked on a night on the town. And I, wanting to show off my recently fashioned driving skills, was being a little "reckless". There were no other cars around and I wanted to have some fun and impress those girls in the back seat. I was pulling hand-brake turns, pretending that I was in a Formula one racing car, screeching the tires and driving on the wrong side of the road. I was taking hairpin turns thirty kilometers over the speed limit.
"I'm in England!" Jack would yell as he poked his head o ...
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Creative Writing: One More Basket
... She got dressed and her mom dropped her off.
Waiting outside to go to class, Jenny heard some of the other girls in
her class talking about joining the Moreno Valley Little Pirates basketball
team.
"Hey," Jenny said. "I could join that team and maybe make new
friends."
So she went inside and signed up.
A week later she got a call form her new coach. He said practice was
on Tuesday. She was so happy. Now she knew she could make new friends.
That Tuesday she went to practice. It wasn't as she expected. As she
walked in, all the girls started whispering. Jenny didn't have any doubt
wha ...
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Creative Story: In Short
... hearing were probably the worst part of whole ordeal.
Three weeks of being put in the spotlight.
Every inch of my life was put under a big magnifying glass. Every mistake I
made in the last fourteen years was read bunch of know-nothings who sit and
pretend to run a hospital. The mistakes weren't very frequent, at least, not
until I started to drink.
I suppose you want to know the reason I started to drink. Well, I mess
up big time during a triple bypass and killed a patient. That's when the
drinking started and the drinking lead to the death of another patient. Now I
drink even more and remember even less whi ...
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Unchained Heritage - Creative Essay
... yet come back down from his tree.
The Elder eased himself off the rock and stood up, looking about
him critically. This was not the land he used to know. Although he was
nearing his sixty-third birthday, he clearly remembered coming to this same
location with his father as a boy. There were more birds then, he thought,
and more trees. The Elder walked a few steps to a creek to wash his hands.
A very faint metallic odour met him as he bent down, but he did not notice
it as his nose had long become insensitive.
The Elder shook his hands dry and glanced up at the position of
the sun. It was high o ...
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Creative Writing: The Competitors
... would
no longer be comrades brought together by the common bond that friendship makes
but enemies of the battle field each one jockeying for the upper hand.
As the referee announced there was half an hour left before game time, a few
players huddled together to say a quick prayer while others gathered around the
head coach for a final word of advice. One of the competitors listening to
this advice was Matt Williams or "The Destroyer", as he was known by the crowd.
He was a powerfully built young man who was in the possession of deep opaline
eyes, nightmarish black hair, and a ruddy complexion. Feared by ...
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