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Creative: In The Lamp Light
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... of age, but as if each step was a new adventure with no past and an uncertain future. He stopped beneath a yellow light. Tall and slim, he was, with thick, white sideburns, and a distant manner that added to the impression of nobility. I sucked a slow, deep breath between pursed lips and held it, as if I had a cigarette. First I remembered the smoke warm and biting; then I remembered it menthol-cool. Where the second person came from, I'm not certain. I was surprised to hear Howard's voice, strong and clear from across the driveway. "I know you, Roy Best," he said. "I know about you and Mary. You wa ...




Personal Writing: Non-Conformity
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... group got older, many people dropped out. One became a drug addict and dropped out of school. Nice. Our group was led by the mother of two of the students. James, the son, would constantly make fun of his mother. It seemed as if our group only talked about service projects, which need to be done and are great, but never God. I really wanted to grow spiritually and know more about God. I was not receiving that knowledge at that church. I met some really great people last year who went to Redeemer's. I was invited to one of their youth group meetings, and I was amazed that thirty high-school kids were there. We t ...




Creative Writing: Pacific Vortex!
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... ships have been vanishing lately without a trace. Let me tell you it was not a lot of fun! Interviewer: I see. Could you also please tell me why you ventured down- Mr. Pitt: Sure. I was sent down there to find it, and salvage it, all before the sea explodes. Interviewer: Um, find and salvage what? Mr. Pitt: Oh yeah, the STARBUCK. It's the latest American super-sub, an underwater nuclear arsenal. So I had to go down there and disassemble all the nuclear warheads before they're reached by foreign terrorists. And I wasn't kidding, it really was no fun! All those assassins and traps, it was no fun at all ...




Don't Just Look In Its Eyes - A Creative Story
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... be about a day behind him." he thought aloud. He strode off into the sea of the snow. Is there a moment when the line between the hunter and the hunted snaps taut? That moment when I realize I've got him and he realizes he's dead? YES! First there's the dance, the slow teasing chase, the furtive glances, the glimpses of your prey, and his wild frantic glances back. And then the tug of war, of spirits, of wills, of endurance. 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 b ...




Personal Writing: Trip Through The Soft Soft Sand
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... world behind and enter a wonderful wonderland. From the commonly known stalactites and stalagmites to the lesser known soda straws and cave bacon. After a few days of exploring caves in the park we were ready to head home. With tired muscles and dusty bodies we were ready for warm showers and soft beds. Upon exiting the park and traveling along the long strait path of the highway home we spotted a dark hole in a rock formation along the side of the road. Being true cavers and adventurous types we decided we had to poke our heads in to take a look around. I veered off the road in started heading in the di ...




Autobiography Of Marina Pitkowski
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... Yes it was tattered, but my suitcase had a story behind it. My life started back in Warka, my home town in Poland. The suitcase belonged to my father, Vladimir. Now it was mine, after all, my father was too sick to come to America, and my mother refused to go without him. She was always very loyal to him. We went through some low times when I was growing up. We often didn't have that much money, especially to get new luxuries such as new luggage or chocolate. When I was young, we suffered a little, but both my parents' degree of love never changed, and although we didn't have much money, they still got me ...




Creative Writing: A Medical Experience
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... she was dripping with sweat. The longer that she waited, the harder it became to breath. So, realizing the fact that her doctor was probably asleep, she did the next logical step, she called her daughter, who lives in another state. The daughter realized that her mother needed more help than she could give over the phone, tried to persuade the mother to call an ambulance, which, of course, the mother refused to do, stating that it wasn't necessary. The daughter then took it upon herself to call EMS from her own house. The medics were notified of the problem through the usual method, a series of tones ...




Portrait Of A Dancer
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... formica countertop in the huge spotless kitchen or taking a nap on the brand new, sweet smelling leather couch. Although I had learned to feel comfortable in the house, that afternoon I had needed to get out. I craved some fresh air and peace. These family gatherings were then, as they still are for me today, emotionally exhausting. Each member of this close-knit, loving group had an iron will and strong opinions. No one was willing to remain quiet, not even to keep the often fragile peace at these reunions. I was just as guilty as the others. At least our dinner table talk was never boring! It certainly would not ...




Personal Writing: Our Big Trip To State College
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... the day and neglected to mention to Nick that we were going, due to the fact that we were planning to rendezvous with his ex-girlfriend Nicole. When we arrived in State College we met up with Nicole and a couple of her friends. We proceeded to go to her friends dorm and began playing drinking games prior to t he evening of partying. Needless to say after a couple hours of drinking games we were all a little tipsy, so we then sauntered on over to a Fraternity party, where we continued working on our inebriation. After a long night of partying and fraternizing with hundreds of drunk college kids much like ourselve ...




Personal Writing: The Path To The Unknown
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... thing Willie Anderson, the coordinator, asked me to see if I could get one more trombone, two trumpets, and another alto sax for the band. Anyone interested?" Without thinking, my hand shot up like a bullet, and before I could realize what I had done, Mr. Yeazell called on me. " Mr. Coleman, thanks for volunteering. Since I know your playing ability, I will tell Willie that there is no need for a tryout. Besides, I think he is becoming desperate if you ask me. You will also need to go to U.D. on Saturday for practice. Do you need a ride?" "O.K." and “Yes,” was all I was able to say. What had ...




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