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Creative Writing: A Day In The Life Of A Gnome
... he ran across a garden. Upon stumbling on the garden, he decided to be
thoughtful and pick some tulips for his grandmother. Tulips were her favorite
snack.
While approaching his grandmother's house, he found something to be very strange.
His grandmother was hovering on an hummingbird, while picking apples from her
tall twenty-foot appletree. After contemplating on this strange doing, he
decided not to let it bother him. After seeing Knob approach her house, Knob's
grandmother whistled for the hummingbird to bring her down so she could greet
him. She greeted him with a loud burp which was a common court ...
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Creative Writing: A Day At The Park
... to splurge and buy general
admission tickets. Well it was about three hours before the game, and one hour
before I got through with work. All of a sudden my phone rings, and it was my
mother-in-law "wondering" if I wanted a couple of free view box tickets and a
parking pass, for that nights Ranger game. I couldn't have been more excited,
much less believe my luck.
After I got off work , and picked up the tickets, I raced home to get
my wife and son ready to go. Over the next half hour, I almost regretted
having to bring my son, what with the hassle of getting the diaper bag packed ,
the traffic, and f ...
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Character Study: Local Residents
... damage to the structure of the house. The terrace houses hug the road and at night trucks speed through the village because the traffic is light. My fear is that one of these trucks could veer off the road into our homes. During the day when traffic is stationary drivers stare into the house through the window. Quite a lot of the time the front room can be in darkness because the trucks are so large that when in standing traffic they block most of the light to the house.
There is nowhere for my husband to park his car. It is difficult to park outside the house because the road is quite narrow and the traffic need ...
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My Friend's Battle With Anorexia
... the first to grab some. She would comment on what a fat pig she was, but that never stopped her from eating what she wanted to eat. The funny thing was, Laura was a full figured girl, but by no means was she fat. The drama queen that she was, she would exaggerate about her size, but it was never something that she was preoccupied with. Instead, she would entertain us with dramatized stories about her latest fight with her on again off again boyfriend. She was always the center of attention, and made no effort to ever hide her emotions or problems. Overall, Laura had a great personality and always knew how t ...
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Spy Games - Creative Essay
... to a lot of people as to why we were always busy on Saturdays. Mind
you, we never considered it lying. We preferred to refer to it as clouding
the truth. Many of us wanted to become employed in the intelligence area.
So really, we though of it more as an act of deception.
We took our game very seriously. In fact we never even referred to is
as a game. Mostly because we were working our maneuvers on real people who
didn't know we were just a group of teenagers pretending to be spies. Every
week we'd have at least one meeting at my house to talk about how things
were going. Sometimes depending on the case o ...
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The Change
... through the
isolated reign of nature was our goal. We chose a trail around Tawas about
a three hour’s drive from our houses, it was the best we could find on such
short notice.
A classic here-goes-nothing like return to nature is the only true
way to fully understand your belongings and grasp the overwhelming majestic
beauty of nature. I didn’t realize how hard it would be to tear apart from
civilization this last weekend, it greatly affected my conceptualization of
the powerful world we live in. Looking up at the evening sky and observing
a broad expanse of thick clusters of stars, without artificial li ...
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Personal Writing: My Unforgettable Experience With Drugs
... the day had come. We were full of nervous energy and wondered if we should really go through with it. We met at the lockers to drop our hits of acid. We left school grounds and my girlfriends went to Taco Bell for lunch and my crush and I walked to the field by my house.
We just laid in the grass for a while and talked. Then I started to feel very strange. I told my friend I couldn’t breathe and he said I should calm down or I would scare myself. I was beginning to hallucinate, the grass started to dance and turn shades of purple. It was a strange feeling, like we were the only two people on earth, ever ...
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The Doll And A White Rose
... myself. I just kept looking over at the little boy and wondered who the doll was for. I watched him turn to a woman, and he called his aunt by name and said, "Are you sure I don't have enough money?" She replied a bit impatiently, "You know that you don't have enough money for it." The aunt told the little boy not to go anywhere, that she had to go get some other things and would be back in a few minutes. And then she left the aisle.
The boy continued to hold the doll. After a bit I asked the boy who the doll was for. He said, "It is the doll my sister wanted so badly for Christmas. She just knew that San ...
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Creative Story: Positraction
... I will have to kick your little punk asses" Then th ecar speed off
leav'n positraction tire marks all in Mr. Katmandoo's yard. Then when the car
was half in the street and half in Roger's yard they all yelled "Hey Fuck-o" and
speed off. "You little bastards callin me a buck-o" Roger yelled as his hudge
buck teeth bit his bottom lip " I'll kick your ass". Then Roger jumped In his
shit brown FORD truck and started the engine (well I mean tried to start the
engine because he had to pull start it). Then he speed out of his driveway and
took off with smoke coming from the tires (and from under the hood). He caught
up w ...
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Creative Writing: The Cure To AIDS
... vain or not.
That was a crucial moment of my life. In a few minutes I would know whether the Anti-AIDS substance I discovered would be effective or not. And then I entered the room. My whole team was gathered around the test tubes. We all took a large breath and examined the HIV infected cells in the tubes. There was no HIV virus in them.
Triumphant cries filled the room. Everybody was extremely satisfied with the results, especially I. I was shouting: “I made it! I really made it!”
That was only the first test and was followed by a series of painstaking animal and human experiments. Fortunately all of the ...
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