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Creative Writing: Lost in the Mountains - ... John stare at the horizon, a beautiful sunset at the ocean near the city. The sun slowly going down the sea. On the soft sand shore, John can see the crawling crabs, he can feel the smooth and gentle sand. John turns and look at the sea, it is so beautiful. The majestically moving curve waves roll swiftly then it crashes with the sand shore. John take a deep breath, the salty clean air refresh his soul and bring him to the magical world. The birds chirp their songs for John to hear. The wind blows at his face and touch his ears, it is very cool and refreshing....   [tags: beach, forest, short cuts, illusions] 715 words
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Creative Writing: The Story of Emily - It started as a normal Monday morning; Emily crawled out of bed attempting not to wake her mother. She grabbed the tethered clothing that she had worn the day previously and began to dress. Every move she made seemed to echo the floor with creaks from the wood. She walked into the kitchen as if walking on red hot ash to make her mother coffee trying to avoid the usual routine beatings. Emily rushed out the door as she heard rustling coming from her mother’s room. She walked to the bus stop noticing the old, deteriorating houses with trash in the yards....   [tags: violence, mother] 1132 words
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Creative Writing: In the Beginning - In the beginning, out of the nothing, a woman-goddess created herself by order of Unkulunkulu, the Eternal Spirit. By order of Him she also created the sun, the stars and the sea. Her name was Mma. Although she was immortal she was cursed with the strangest longings and desires - anger, hunger, jealousy, sadness and love - and with all of this she infected all humans and animals. This is the reason why she is also called The Imperfect. After Mma the Imperfect created the firmament she sat down on Thaba-Zimbi, the mountain of iron, and waited for more orders from Unkulunkulu....   [tags: personal narrative] 718 words
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Creative Writing: Sisters in Hawaii - I was woke up to a banging at my door. A glimpse at the alarm clock told me it was 7:00 in the morning and I knew exactly who it was banging at my door. Disgruntled and half asleep I stumbled to the door to open it. “What are you doing up so early in the morning Janet. We are on vacation so why don’t you go to your room and go back to sleep!” I said as I slowly close the door in her face. “Come on Tiffany we are in Hawaii, it is to beautiful here to be sleeping in every day. Plus I saw this cute surfboard instructor in the lobby and I think we need to go check him out and get some lessons.” As she is talking she is walking in the door and into my closet throwing clothes on the bed for m...   [tags: narrative essays] 1042 words
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Creative Writing: The Amazon Quadruplets - The Amazon quadruplets It was the season of Lent. The country’s trees, flora were drenched thoroughly as it was drizzling, but were placid, as usual. But the colossal Amazon Manor was about to ramshackle because of Mrs. Amazon’s treble cries… and the cries were snowballing. Her face was sopping and sodden with tears. But the Amazon Quadruplets seemed trance of the transparent, traumatic news- their indispensable, more than wealthy father was trapped in his own, huge shopping complex. It was hijacked, by some unscrupulous people, which was obvious....   [tags: iner painting, hazel amazon] 2030 words
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Creative Writing: Death of Me - ‘He’ll be the death of you.’ It wasn’t a remark that Jounouchi Hideyasu was a stranger to. Oh, it wasn’t one that was said to him; mostly, it was said to Hase Ryouji, the leader of Team Raid Wild. Hase-chan’s team – who were extremely loyal to their leader; a bond forged, quite literally, in blood, fights and fire – were wary of him and his intentions towards their leader, and their worry was a one well-founded; after all, Hideyasu made it no secret that he was only upholding the alliance for as long as it was beneficial to him, Hase-chan’s safety and well-being be damned....   [tags: personal narrative] 820 words
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Creative Writing: She is Perfect - Light drifts of dust and shell debris hovered in the heavy air, borne aloft as Nisa pried apart the smooth-grained husks to expose the delectable meat within. Ingram headed off the undercurrents of a sneeze with the back of her arm and steered herself away from the island, lest she contaminate their food preparations. She held herself exceedingly still against the back counter until the tickle in her throat settled into a mild, throat-clearing cough. She was hardly surprised that the merchant was adept at navigating her pantry from the get-go: the order of her kitchen was impeccable; copper pots, iron pans, and sterling cooking implements dangled resplendently from the walls, arranged in mul...   [tags: personal narrative] 649 words
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Creative Writing: Love and Happiness - Jon let out a long needed sigh as he hopped onto the couch in Veronica’s apartment. He still didn’t return her keys, so he just decided to let himself in. He didn’t expect her to be there, since she made it very clear that she wasn’t going to be anywhere that he could normally find her. But, all her stuff was clearly there, so maybe she hadn’t even gone home since the whole thing. He looked to his side and saw a small journal sitting on a table. He knew it would be a huge invasion of privacy if he read it, but maybe it had a clue as to where she would be....   [tags: narrative essays] 898 words
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Creative Writing: Creature of Calloway - The thieves ran faster, the pads of their feet slamming against the soft ground. “This way!” The leader ordered. He veered off the path into the thick underbrush. His men followed him into the forest as the sound of dogs barking grew louder. He created a wall of fire to block them from following and ran back to his men, who were a few hundred paces away. He ducked under a branch and tripped on a root. His men, being the loyal idiots they were, came back to help him. The soldiers knocked them over and bound their hands with rope....   [tags: lord calloway, shark´s teeth] 973 words
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Creative Writing: The Bad Beginning - The Story begins on a beach with three young children playing. Violet, 14, inventor; Klaus, 12, amateur researcher; and Sunny, baby, professional biter who has not totally developed speech. When they arrive to the beach it is a cloudy foggy overcast day. Violet is spending her time here skipping rocks, Klaus is studying tide pools and Sunny is just enjoying her time being at the beach with her older siblings. Even though it is not the greatest day in the world, the children are enjoying their time spent here at their favorite place....   [tags: fog, mr. poe, children] 808 words
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Creative Writing: The Final Journey - A thick plume of black smoke and ash hung in the air in a heavy haze, almost completely obscuring the lurid red glow of the waning sun. Below, a cloud of grey plaster dust twisted and writhed amid the sea of debris as intermittent eddies of wind gusted by. Everything was still. All that could be heard was the distant wail of an ambulance siren, which rent the bitter evening air like a butcher’s knife through a carcass. It would’ve been hard to believe that only minutes ago the place had been alive with crowds and commotion and excitement; for now it stood empty....   [tags: narrative essays] 779 words
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Creative Writing: Kefa and Tovi - I went to the kitchen and made myself a cup of green tea with agave nectar. I went out to my back yard and pulled up a lawn chair, sat down and chilled out for the rest of the night. I felt the urge to light up a cigarette, but I changed my train of thought immediately. I took a deep breath, drank my tea and relaxed. Just as I got into a state of relaxation, Morgan came out and she brought my cell phone to me. In a whisper she said to me, “It’s Nadia Mama. Morgan handed my phone to me. Damn. I thought to myself....   [tags: women, nadia, trina] 1496 words
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Creative Writing: The Flu Virus - The flu virus has spread throughout the building, there were children shivering in the arms of their mothers, anxious fathers and frightened medics. As the President, Tom Mason had very little help to offer; they were under-staffed with the outside world only glimpsing at their troubles. When the first child commenced to cough blood, Lourdes Delgado snapped. Storming down the corridors, every man stepped out of the way as she barged into the royal office. The startled gasps did very little to hinder her confidence....   [tags: violence, frightened medics] 618 words
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Creative Writing: A Love Story - "Ok, now let's see what you can do with this pistol alright" I gave her five shells to load and told her, "always leave the hammer on an empty chamber for your safety" I stood behind her and watched as she took aim not expecting her to hit any of the targets. Boy was I wrong, with every shot a target flew through the air with a hole dead center. After she unloaded the pistol she motioned for me to give her more ammo. I gave her five more shells, she loaded the gun, aimed and fired with the same results....   [tags: firearms, cabin, parents] 673 words
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Creative Writing: At Mind's Mercy - Annabeth had been nine when she first met the Stoll brothers. It wasn’t under the best circumstances. In fact, she first met the infamous brothers with a knife on Travis’s throat while Connor held a slingshot to Luke’s face. It was kinda awkward. She would have never have the gut or the heart to hurt a defenseless boy younger and weaker than her but Connor didn’t know that. She saw a thousand emotions pass through his dirt brown eyes. One emotion kept replaying over and over again. Love. Then Connor lower his slingshot and throw it a good ten feet away, and raise his hands....   [tags: Stoll brothers, violence] 1054 words
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Creative Writing: Encounter in Brazil - ... While gliding his parachute he got caught up in a branch of the tree. He was stuck, he looked down and realised the immense height of the trees, a lethal 50m fall. Zeldon’s well-built body grasped on to the branch and made his way to the trunk of the tree. His hugged the tree and climbed down to the forest floor. It was different from what he had seen from the chopper. The trees were far from artificial. It was a house with the leaves being the roof and the roots being the floor. If Zeldon did not hear the chirp of the cricket tree he wouldn’t be able to recognise night or day because of the leaves....   [tags: zeldon, evacuate, mission] 858 words
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Creative Writing: The Flying Lotus - It all started when our overrated adventurer, The Flying Lotus, woke up in a magical cornfield. It was the first time it had happened. Feeling scarcely pleased, The Flying Lotus slapped a gerbil, thinking it would make him feel better (but as usual, it did not). A few unsatisfying minutes later, he realized that his beloved invisible cloak was missing. Immediately he called his redheaded stepchild of a 'friend', Lady Wonder. The Flying Lotus had known Lady Wonder for (plus or minus) half a million years, the majority of which were sassy ones....   [tags: lady wonder, eagles, god] 995 words
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Creative Writing Assignment about a Rape and the Importance of DNA - Creative Writing Topic: Fred and Frank are identical twins who live in a rural village in England. A rape has occurred, and the police are asking for voluntary DNA samples to help narrow the search for the rapist. Fred is ready to volunteer for the DNA testing, when Frank asks him not to… In a small village somewhere in England Lived the two brothers Frank and Fred. Everything about them looked quite the same— Their eyes, nose, and hair on their head. Not many could distinguish Fred from Frank, As they were identical twins, The villagers, stumped, left the boys amused, Causing two identical grins....   [tags: rape, dna sampling, testing] 568 words
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Creative Writing: Among Wolves - The dew covered forest floor oozes itself between my toes as I try to absorb every ravishing detail of the forest. The rising sun sets its glowing array of color on the rims of the moss-cloaked figures in front of me and the birds warble high above in the crowed of trees to generate a beautiful melody for the atmosphere. Drawing in a deep breath, I analyze each scent, aroma and fragrance of the woods I’ve encircled myself in, each odor bringing me into a more engrossed tranquility. It’s times like these that I long for my unborn inner wolf so I can connect with nature on a closer level....   [tags: personal narrative] 1067 words
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Creative Writing: Clipped Wings - “Mr. Moreau. Mr. Moreau” a Dark haired reporter waved to Joker as he walked by in the hospital lobby. ”Khalisah Bint Sinan AL-Jilani of Westerlund News. Would you answer a few questions?” “No.” said Joker as he continued on to the hospitals elevator. “Mr. Moreau, humanity demands to know...” AL-Jilani started. but stopped as Joker turned around with his fists clenched. “ I said I didn’t want to answer your bullshit questions!”Joker hissed and pointed harshly at AL-Jilani. “Try Urdnot Wrex, I hear he loves pushy reporters who won’t take no for an answer....   [tags: personal narrative] 529 words
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Creative Writing: The Aftermath - THE PAST; In days gone by, the four species managed to live in perfect harmony. Witches, werewolves and vampires lived in secret, blending in with the humans on a daily basis - and the humans remained completely in the dark about their existence. It was after thousands of years of living this way, whilst everything was completely normal, that a small group of vampires decided that they’d had enough. They spent months devising plans. They constructed great ideas of ways to overthrow the human rule, to achieve the true power that they felt they deserved....   [tags: hide, survival, vitches, werewolves, vampires] 594 words
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Creative Writing: Emiko Himaru - I watched as the fiery scarlets and fleshy apricot swam gracefully in the Iris pond. The moon rippling in it's waters. I could only imagine how it would be to have my scaly smooth skin be tickled by the gentle ripples in the water. To taste the sweet water and allow the flavors to dance on my tongue.I guess this is why mother loved it so much here. I remember seeing her ebony hair float like lily pads on the water and her lunar like skin glistening in the light of the moon. She was looking up at me will dull eyes of no emotion or capability of feeling....   [tags: narrative essay] 1165 words
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Creative Writing: My Mommy - ... For me, my mommy is the gorgeous women of all. You offer a lot of physical description here. Consider whether you need all of it. You might be more successful focusing on a few of the most prominent features, to create a distinct image of her. The action that she portrays is sweet and kind. When she walks, she moves as a warrior prepared for the battle. The nature of my mommy is pleasant and affectionate, but when she is angry is a strong character. In some occasions she gets mad but not all the time....   [tags: beautiful, sweet and kind, ESL teacher assistant] 670 words
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Creative Writing: 25 Days - ... Ten sobbed in his capsule remembering what happened with Rose, how he had to lose her to save the universe. He never got to tell her that he loved her.. "Rose." he choked out. Rose was just coming to, after all that the Warrior had done to her the Doctor didn't blame her for being unconscious so long. "Who was that?" she asked from the capsule, her memories still kind of muddled. "Me." Ten whispered knowing that she couldn't see him, blocked by the damned one way glass.. She won't be able to see him until Nine regenerated....   [tags: the cybermen, doctor, paradox] 547 words
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Creative Writing: Sky Blue - ... (Just like he completely ruined her life, basically.) Massie falls upon the comforting cement, staring at the starless night sky, the meteors and the comets moving at astronomical speeds, magic that could only come from perfection; tonight, though, they have all been blown out. There is this empty ache, the silence, the never-ending silence, that threatens to destroy every thought, every hope left in this desolate city. She is lying still, extending her hand upwards as if she can still reach past the stars, pulling them all back down to her heavy heart; she believes that the normal nights have past long back —on normal nights, he would have come....   [tags: oak trees, funeral, girl, boy] 1794 words
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Creative Writing: Cellphone Abduction - "You, daddy?" Momentarily forgot he wasn't on the precinct, but with his mother and child in his kitchen. He looked at Kate for help, but the detective was finding the situation mostly amusing, so was his mother. "Well, you know.. because I'm always warm?" He said, though it sounded more like a question than a statement. "Oh, ok" Alexis said buying into his improvised lie. His mother saluted him with her wine glass, as if saying 'nice safe, kiddo'. Rick focused again at his task at hand, lowering the temperature of the burner, and then placing the bacon....   [tags: detective, date, cooking] 1577 words
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Creative Writing: Cellphone Abduction - "Kate, it's nice to put a face to the name. Alexis can't stop talking about you." What do you say back to that. "Well, she's a great kid" "But you prefer me better, right?" Rick's childish voice cut Martha's answer. Weirdly enough his attempt of a joke made her feel more at ease. She could think she was back on the precinct with the boys, instead that in his kitchen. "No she doesn't!" Alexis intervened, obviously thinking he was being serious. "Richard" Martha scolded, then she turned to Kate "I feel like I must apologize for his behavior....   [tags: children, cooking, burnt] 641 words
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Creative Writing: The Castle - Plot: Beggining: Once upon there was a girl named Hanna, she was walking around in the city, then she founded a collar, she didn't see anyone near so she took it. At her house she saw it in detail. It was a strange collar but was beautifull, so she put it on. While she was sleeping, she was feeling like something was shining, she didn't knew it was the collar so she continued sleeping. The next day, she went to walk outside and the collar started to shine, she didn't knew why it was happening but she continued walking around....   [tags: marco, hanna, castle] 646 words
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Creative Writing: Heavenly Pills - It was a Friday, I remember that day as if it was yesterday, I remember going to the restroom so I`d fix my makeup, there I heard a girl yelling in one of the bathroom stalls about how “she usually pays” I don’t know what was happening there, and all of a sudden, a girl came out of a stall and grabbed my shoulder, she was about 3 inches shorter than me with black hair and piercings, her eyes were red, she opened her mouth to talk but nothing came out, then she asked “hey please girl, I know we don’t know each other but please I beg you all I need is 15 bucks, please I have no money left, I need money I promise I`ll give you back your money really soon please” I looked at her pleading...   [tags: shock, fear, drug addict] 948 words
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Creative Writing: Spooky Isles - It's so hot outside that even in this dark rainy morning you find it hard to breathe: it tires you up after a while. Dehydration follows and no matter how much water you drink, it just won't satiate you. It has been 6 days now. Six non stopping days of falling limbs and legs with some blood in the middle. The seventh day just dawned. It's 6am and here I am, in my balcony with my rifle as my loyal friend to make me some company. The zombies have been persistent since the plague struck for the first time....   [tags: personal narrative] 1592 words
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Creative Writing: Christmas Funfest - I woke up in a quiet house. No sound of Christmas music, no sound of bustle in the kitchen, no sound of anybody opening presents. The one thing I could hear was the hum of the heater downstairs. Nevertheless, I still felt cold. I glanced to my right, toward the empty bed. The blanket covered almost the entire thing, and its edges were tucked deep within the frame. I didn’t understand the point of keeping it made when Porky wasn’t around to screw it up anymore. It was like someone preparing a welcome-back party for a dead person, and Porky might as well be dead by now....   [tags: personal narrative] 1460 words
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Creative Writing Turned Away - I sat there next to her as the monitors beeped and made noises that you would hear in a hospital room of a really injured person.I had been here all week waiting for her to wake, and it was Monday. I hate Mondays. We had no clue where she came from or what her name was, but that could wait. I just wanted her to get better.What I did know is that who ever had her before had was evil and treated their females terribly,or whole pack wrong. All I could do was listen in horror as the doctor listed off everything she went through.She had countless sliver injections given to her; whip marks across her back, and scarring all along her body....   [tags: personal narrative] 559 words
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Creative Writing: Street Fight - I took another punch to the jaw. I accidentally bit down on my tongue. Blood started to fill my mouth. It wasn't a fair fight by any means. I was attacked while sleeping by a team of five. I might have been seen as the best fighter on the streets, but I couldn't beat the best gang alone. I shouldn't have stole food from them earlier. "I'm disappointed, Willow. You don't live up to your reputation," Martin, the leader of the street gang, taunted as I spit blood. I sneered, "I'll show you!" I struggled, but the two boys kept me against the brick wall....   [tags: personal narrative] 1866 words
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Creative Writing: In Isolation - Zero awoke to find himself standing, it was not something he was familiar with and he searched his memory for any recollection of it happening before. Quickly he discovered that large parts of his memory were missing, gone were the seemingly endless data bases of information. Quickly he sent out feelers trying for a connection of some sort but he drew a blank. It seemed that where ever he was now, had limited connection capacity. Instead he used his visual feed to survey his surrounding, it appeared he was in some kind of desert of discarded parts....   [tags: personal narrative] 674 words
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Creative Writing: The Machine - The Machine Milo We’re almost there. A new land, a new start. It’ll be perfect Milo, a new life, where we are free to do as we please. Milo scraped the damp stones with his shoe, scowling at the mold growing in orderly rows between the gaps. The light was dim, but in reality, it was nonexistent. Mr. Nemitz rambled on about Old Town, and how the new city would be even better. “--and it was bright and yellow and gold, with leaves shaking in the sunlight…” Mr. Nemitz sang with joy. Milo turned away to hide his wide grin, as more and more people joined along in the anthem....   [tags: narrative essays] 3141 words
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Creative Writing: Russian Roulette - On the thirty third of May, that man, Tigers father, or as he was so named; Mr Hunter, sat across from me. He had come into some difficulty with a client – who had survived his share of twenty games. I’d known him as Orange, but never struck up a conversation with him that lasted more than a minute. I'd heard that he'd been named Orange, after strolling around in his prison uniform, for eight months after his release. He’d grown tired of Mr Hunter stealing lives away, and went out of his way to grow a gang....   [tags: orange´s conflict, little miss] 1256 words
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Creative Writing: Side Swiped - Fire was consuming the second floor of a lavish two story mansion like it was made of paper soaked in Vaseline. Flames were licking up every wall in every room, engulfing the contents, and trying to escape through the high ceiling and windows. “Layla?. Can you hear me?” a man who looked to be in his early thirties yelled as loud as he could through the smoke-filled hallways of the unburned section of the first floor. “Dad, are you there?” a small voice called from two rooms over, as the coughing eleven year old girl stumbles out of it....   [tags: narrative essays, fire, flames] 974 words
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Creative Writing: Invisible Man - Prologue She had brownish red hair and blue eyes, which were actually gray without contacts on. She was wearing a leather fur jacket, and as she walked towards the alleyway of Dima’s Club a night club which was frequented by members of the Russian mob, she saw that the club was closed, and that there was caution tape all around, indication that something had happened here. “Hands where I can see them,” a cop guarding the crime scene said as soon as he spotted the woman with brownish red hair wandering around, Alexis nodded doing as she was told, there wasn’t any point in trying to fight back, and raising her arms above her head, as the cop slowly and cautiously approached her....   [tags: police, dima´s club, red hair] 518 words
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Creative Writing: Dragon's Throttle - Clean-up. On Aisle Nine. I left the office at about two o’clock, sadly recognizing the space I called my preferred home had its days numbered. Psychologically drained for my ruthless triggered bluntness toward Jasen but I did not buckle and walked out of my office with my head-up. If that wasn’t enough, I’d done all this shopping, yet it had slipped my mind to pick up a few essentials for home, I battled with myself whether to go to a local pharmacy for toiletries or shop for fresh fruit and veggies from the grocers....   [tags: narrative, dialogue] 1781 words
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Creative Writing Hold Me - Serena did as Ric told her to do and she made herself at home. At first, she found it a little strange to lay in his bed, whilst he was pottering about downstairs. It felt even stranger once she knew he was not in the house. She found herself wondering around aimlessly, she had never been to Ric's home before, only dropped him off outside one night after a few drinks in Albies' where he did the drinking and she stayed on the orange juice, only because she had an important operation to do the next day....   [tags: dialogue, ric and serena] 765 words
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Creative writing: Tiaga Biome - Walid: The taiga biome is mostly located in the northern hemisphere. It is the largest terrestrial biome in the world. It takes up 27% of the world. The word Taiga comes from a Russian Origin. Miguel: When you're inside the boundaries of the biome some of the trees and plants that could be found are the Balsam fir, Douglas-firs, the Eastern Red Cedar, Jack Pine, and Birch Tree's. All firs and hemlocks are thick and have waxy needles that prevent water from evaporation. The Balsam Fir is a small medium sized tree that could grow up to 40 to 80 feet tall....   [tags: oil, natural gas, alaska] 800 words
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Creative Writing: The Fallout - “Get up off your feet!” yelled a unknown man. I didn’t know what happened, but worse, I didn’t know what was happening. The sounds of footsteps neared my body, but I was too hurt to react. “Ok, looks like you need some assistance then.” Said the man. Suddenly, I felt a set of hands grip my left side and violently flip me on my back to see a wooden rifle stock smash into my cheek bone… This wasn’t the way it was supposed to turn out, I came too close this time. But I guess the sayings true, ‘War, war never changes.’ Rolling down down I-94 to Dearborn from Detroit would normally be something considered normal, by normal people....   [tags: nuclear war, north korea, radiation] 1448 words
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Creative Writing: Hurst Tools - ... “It’s a pin-in, grab the tools!” I open the compartment door and he grabs the large cutters. I grab the hydraulic pump and throw the lines on top. It’s heavy in my arms, its weight making me walk awkwardly. As I come around the truck, I take in the scene. White car, four door, on its wheels, front-end collision with a power pole, heavy damage, access to patient through driver door not possible, police blocking traffic, EMS on scene, Engine 10’s crew working feverishly, 1 patient being treated, IV’s started, unconscious, bloody male, mid twenties – early thirties....   [tags: emergency, ambulance, wreckage] 855 words
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Creative Writing: New Me - “Morgan I would love it if you came with me. It would be so much fun. When the program is over, we can hang out with Gram or maybe we could take her out for a bite to eat.’ That was the best that I could come up with to stop her from going to the women’s meeting without me. Morgan looked at me and I could tell she was tempted. I was hoping she would come with me. Morgan took a few moments to think and then she said, “Well Mama I want to go to the women’s meeting. I want to see what it is like....   [tags: narrative essays] 2516 words
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Creative Writing: Missing Twightlite - Though he has been dead for years, I still think about him now and then. I am proud of him, for winning the battle that mattered most. It was twilight, late November, and cold outside, the kind of evening when you try to stay inside and stay warm. I hadn’t heard the phone ring when your Grandma came in our living room to tell me it was for me. It was Lloyd, the local ward bishop, and a counselor at the high school. After a brief greeting, he asked if I could assist one of my neighbors....   [tags: memory, firends, vietnam] 1604 words
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Creative Writing: Hollow House - ... On it is an eye with big bold eyelashes and a thin eyebrow over it. The entire picture is black and white except for the eye itself, which has a hint of emerald green in it. “ Is this a girl?” “Well, it’s just her eye.” “And the rest of her face?” “I don’t know when or if i can draw the rest of it. I just can’t match the eye to a face.” Joey lightly pushes Luke. “ Dude, you have to start worrying less about your drawings and more on getting yourself a girlfriend.” I chuckled and lightly pushed Joey....   [tags: natalie, luke, dialogue] 1053 words
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Creative Writing: Losing Hope - ... “Come on sis. It’s time to go to school, now!” She called again. I was about to add in the line from the movie, Alice in Wonderland, “We’re late. We’re late, for a very important date!” sung by the rabbit. But, something told me that it would not have such a great turn out for me, so, the wonderful reference was locked inside my brain to use for a different time. As I bounded down the stairs, the fowl scent sifting up my nostrils told me I forgot to do something. At the bottom of the stairs I was certain of this mistake when my mother confronted me and asked me, “Open those choppers, let me see.” My mouth opened quite slowly to make sure she understood, that Hope Goodman does not need h...   [tags: quigley, grace, mother, school] 527 words
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Creative Writing: Mrs. Burnage - ... We loved our time in that play room, but we particularly looked forward to the summers when she'd let us play in the pool. She had a normal-sized in-ground swimming pool in her back yard. She would let us go out there as soon as the temperature outside hit eighty degrees. Each year, she had a fresh batch of floating noodles and water toys for us to play with. She even surprised us one year and bought us a pool slide. We would shriek with laughter as we slid down and splashed into the pool. And even though Jason was six years younger than I was, we bonded by tormenting my sisters....   [tags: jason, michael] 1081 words
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Creative Writing: Dragon's Throttle - ... Callahan.” “Miss Clareese, impressive. You ride?” “No and yes. Well... not in a while, but someday.” “Really. Someday could be this weekend.” He had my attention. “I’m staying the week in one of the cabins, working on both professional and personal projects. The beautiful scenes are inspirational. Anyhow, I ride to and from my home base often. I live by the shore in a quiet beach town, but I love it here too and—” Quickly, I interceded, “I don’t think my luggage will fit in your saddle bags, sir,” I said with a soft laugh....   [tags: dialogue, bradly, clarissa] 832 words
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Creative Writing: The Truth - ... There were no men there to fill in the gaps. Eric was doing fine since his father’s passing, but there was a part of his childhood that was taken away from him. I had finally seen that spark of happiness in his eyes again. Eric had become introverted. He threw himself into practicing karate as a way to deal with the pain of losing his father. These brothers had come into his life. They stepped in and they were filling the role that was left empty by his father. I was so happy for my son. Lord knows he had suffered enough and he deserved to be happy now....   [tags: christianity, bible, genesis] 1297 words
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Creative Writing: Prison Break - ... Although I keep these thoughts to myself, I hope that there is someone out there who thinks similar to me. As I dress for school, I listen to the daily news about President Thomas. What he thinks of is insane, and the country is so naive for following him. As I glance at my watch, I realize that i am going to be late for school. My journey to school was full of many unpleasant thoughts. As I close my locker, my best friend awaits me. Ashley. We are making our way towards our classroom when Principal Sullivan strictly makes everyone form a straight line....   [tags: revolution, politics] 1544 words
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Creative Writing: Blue Skies - ... No one is allowed to die. Breakfast is served in the cafeteria. I approach the chef and punch the button. The laser scans my fingerprint and dispenses a small, warm package. I carry it to the table and peel the foil off the top to expose 3 pancakes with two links of sausage. The food is synthetic with appropriate levels of vitamins and minerals but lacks either taste or aroma. The pancakes have the look of a glossy photograph of a pancake copied onto newsprint so they appear almost 2-dimensional....   [tags: becca, zach, jason] 1832 words
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Creative Writing: Deadly Justice - ... Prostitutes feared him. Now they walked the streets in pairs. In their terror, they still pursued their wicked trade. At times, he saw them huddled to gather in groups of three or four. They reminded him of children in a thunderstorm. Like a ghost, he crept in her direction. The only light cast by the Miller Lite sign and a distant street lamp. The only lamp had been burnt out for weeks casting the lot into darkness. He stalked her as a loin does its prey. Slowly silently. He moved keeping the car between them....   [tags: dc killer, jimmy, angel of death] 664 words
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Creative Writing: Deadly Addiction - The dark motel room made it hard to tell for sure, but Sam could hear a deep, steady breathing coming from the other bed- his brother was definitely asleep. Sam waited five more minutes, just to be certain, before sitting up and pulling off the sheets. His head spun a little, the room floating around him in dizzy circles, and the pounding in his skull was almost unbearable. Worse of all, he was thirsty. For something strong, stronger than whiskey. Sam stood up unsteadily and stumbled to the door, trying to stay quiet....   [tags: dark motel room, dialogue] 1312 words
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Creative Writing: The Wedding - ... He liked that about her, he felt that given the right chance he could be everything to her. ‘These feelings I have never felt before’ he thought to himself. “May I have this dance?” he asked as he motioned over to the crowd of people dancing, his Welsh lilt in every nuance of the words he has spoken. “Just one dance, okay Big Guy” she replied with a soft tone but a sharp look in her eyes. Nodding he took her hand and led them out to the dance floor. He could feel her hands travel down his large frame, and then come back up to tangle them in his long hair....   [tags: charlie, steve, suit] 1712 words
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Creative Writing: The Secret of the Mutation 15q24 - Amelia and Jane were friends since they went to the same kindergarten in Rockville, Maryland. They lived close to each other and actually went to the same elementary, middle, and high schools together. Sadly, they happened to go different colleges but their colleges were both in the town where they lived, so they still get together and catch up on things on weekends. They share everything about their lives, and there is no secret between them. Not surprisingly, both Amelia and Jane started dating with guys in the fall semesters of their senior years....   [tags: DNA mutation, NIH, genome sequence, genetics]
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Creative Writing: Rusalka - In the grey morning, he heard singing. The melodies and harmonies woke him up from his deep slumber, creeping into the small cottage through the bedroom window. He rose to his elbows and listened intently; it wasn’t loud, but it wasn’t soft, either. It was like a missed lover come home, calling to him, missing him. His thoughts flew to the girl that occupied his bed with him the night before, and called out her name. He waited for an answer and got none. Sighing, he rose from the bed and put on his day’s clothes: a faded cotton shirt, dark pants, and boots....   [tags: short story] 1757 words
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Creative Writing: Rejection - Shawn's P.O.V. "Then, you proceeded to knock me out, and then drag me to some hideout. I still remember that story you told me. Was it true?" Becca asks accusingly. I shake my head no. This conversation is killing me inside, and she doesn't even know why I did all of this stuff. my father would have killed me if I didn't. "That's what I thought. I had, no, have a bad feeling about you." She stands up and looks down at me shamefully. "You have to go." No. I will not leave this place. My father could kill me, not to mention Drew has become one of my best friends....   [tags: dialogue, shawns, becca] 1846 words
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Creative Writing: Serenity - ... So, after awhile of it continuously ringing, I pulled my purple cell phone from my jeaned pocket. Checking the screen, I noticed that the person that kept calling was none other than, my mom. Pressing the talk button, I answered the phone. “Hey Mom!” “Serenity, oh my gosh. I was so worried. Baby, are you alright?” “Yeah mom, I'm fine. Why, what's up?” I asked, sitting up, and pressing the phone closer to my ear. “The house is trashed. Glass was every where and I was worried something happened to you.” “Oh mom, the house is like that because...” I paused, thinking of whether to tell her or not....   [tags: heart aches, hurt, feelings] 570 words
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Creative Writing: Elisha - Elisha pressed himself against the rough bark of the tree and tried to quiet his ragged breathing. If they catch me now, I will never see the end of this. He thought to himself. And if I fail to elude them this time, than all is lost. Elisha heard the man’s heavy breathing just on the other side of the tree. However, the man passed to Elisha’s left. Elisha saw that the man had left his horse unguarded. He allowed the man to take a few more steps away from the horse, then he made a daring dash towards the animal and he tried to mount, but the animal kicked Elisha so hard in the jaw that it caused him to lose consciousness....   [tags: narrative essays] 990 words
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Creative Writing: Vestals - I panicked when they placed me here. I panicked, knowing it would waste precious air. Strips of my skin are stuck on the ceiling, but my hands are too numb now to feel much of anything, though when I look closely I can see bits of roughened wood stuck in some of the wounds. This underground room is smaller than any of the rooms I’ve become accustomed to. Even when I was a child, living with my parents, the rooms were larger, and they weren’t as prosperous as the Vestal Virgins were. I am not sure how much time I have....   [tags: narrative essays, dialogue] 1825 words
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Creative Writing: Beautiful - “Mom?” Her voice flickers from the closet beside the front door to me in the kitchen, where I’m preparing food for our dinner. I dry my hands on a stray dish towel and walk to find my daughter. She’s standing on a stool in the closet, cradling an old, worn leather Bible in her hands. I gasp, without even realizing it, as I remember whose Bible that is. It’s not my husband’s, nor Aspen’s younger brother Derek’s. It’s mine. I remember receiving the treasured Book in fifth grade, when I graduated from Kid’s Church back at my hometown in Nebraska....   [tags: bible, church, god] 526 words
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Creative Writing: Recessional - [6:31:24 AM | Edited 6:33:45 AM] Feathertail: Kanaya was never one to be late, so when she decided she was going to visit one of her many friends, she decided to arrive early so she could find a seat to sit. With her ticket punched and her belongings packed away up above her, she assumed she would be alone in her little compartment. Kanaya also assumed the whole time she would be staring at the window and nothing else. Though she always goes assuming things, this time she was wrong. As she finally settled in her compartment a young beautiful woman had entered and she gave a look of apology and smiled....   [tags: narrative essays, kanaya, ] 733 words
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Creative Writing: Zombies - I dove into the trash bin as the next group turned the corner. Unfortunately, I didn't have time to check out the contents in advance. Judging by the squishing underneath me and the smell of yesterday's tuna casserole, this bin's last stop had been the cafeteria. I looked at the positive - at least it wasn't the bio cleanup from the animal lab. I'd take tuna casserole over monkey poo any day of the week. I hoped the zombies didn't agree. Holding my breath, I listened as they approached. Ten versions of drag-step, drag-step melded into a curious cadence....   [tags: narrative essays] 1616 words
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Creative Writing Essays - I jolted up instantly as I breathed really hard as if I almost suffocated to death. I quickly realized that it was just that nightmare again and none of it was real or at least to an extent wasn't real. After a few seconds I caught my breath and I lied back down completely as I tried to shake off that nightmare. That nightmare that keeps haunting me almost every night and because of that I haven't had a good night of sleep in almost two years and it was really beginning to catch up to me. After I woke up a little more I tried to stand up but the moment I put pressure onto my front right paw I felt as if my bones where made of glass and they were shattering....   [tags: dialogue, personal experience] 2201 words
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Creative Writing: Aurora - “No excellent soul is exempt from a mixture of madness” – Aristotle Part 1 “Aurora!” I almost dropped my glass of water “Aurora!” someone was yelling my full name—I frowned at that; everyone knows me as Rory, no one called me by my full name apart from my sister. “Aurora. Please!” desperate knocks on my door followed the urgent call of my name again. Setting my glass in the sink, I walked to the door “Aurora, hurry up. Please!” my eyes widened as I recognized whose voice was desperately yelling at me and I ran to unlock the door and open it....   [tags: dialogue, skin, nivea] 1736 words
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Creative Writing: GILF - ... Nothing new is any good, it’s all bollocks, the internet is Satan, nothing is ever made like it used to be and kids are in need of a bloody good war. Rather than dwell on the state of the world they shut out everything else but themselves, become blinkered and bitter. Their wives, if they still have them, become ghosts long before their time, shadow people that leave food on the table and wash their husband’s socks while husband spends his time pottering. Pottering never actually achieved anything in Anne’s book, or tinkering for that matter....   [tags: dialogue, anne, millie] 1663 words
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Creative Writing: Courage - ... You want to stand up, for freedom, for your family, but you can’t. The government will kill you, your family, even your friends, but if you don’t, they’ll probably die from disease, or will keep on living in oppression. They don’t want people to get revolution ideas, which could tear down their pretty little system. The soldiers are guarding you, but not from attackers, or other harmful things. They’re guarding you so you can’t do anything. So you can’t make things better. Well Sunday comes around, and you go shopping at the market with your best friend....   [tags: freedom, family, government] 791 words
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Creative Writing: What's in the Inside is Important - ... All my friends lived in four story houses with flat screen t.v’s and pavement driveways, I had a driveway made of rocks and to me that wasn't appropriate for westport. Its funny how the smallest things can change your perspectives on the biggest things. In 3rd grade, I lived with no worries. I could care less what I wore, I could have lived in a cardboard box, as long as I was happy. When I walked into Greens Farms Elementary school on the first day of 3rd grade I was wearing a blue bow in my hair, an orange tank top, and a blue jean skirt....   [tags: friends, ] 521 words
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Creative Writing: The Gruhanis and Their Planet Gruhan - Gruhan, a planet 12.78x10^7 km far from Earth. The Gruhanis are the most advanced civilization in technology, and second most powerful planet next to Earth among all the other planets. Gruhanis want to make Gruhan the superpower of all the planets. Although human are the second most advanced civilization in technology, they are more advanced in thoughts, emotions, literature, music, art, and all aspects of life. Gruhanis are basically high technology robots with brain which is 9^10 times advanced than humans....   [tags: technology, robots, testing] 1026 words
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Creative Writing: The Fall of Black Tide - ... Despite enjoying the luxeries he despised them. What about the time that Casey emptied the whole kitchen of its food and brought it to the square. 'What about it?, she said out loud. She moved from room to room collecting bits and pieces she would need for her day. The Family seal that she both had as an embleem on her clothes and a medallion was a source of symbolic wealth and security. She was not to be touched. She quickly walked out of the huge house and saw Casey talking to the stable boy....   [tags: casey, hysteria, beliefs] 1920 words
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Creative Writing: A Short Story of Beyond - ... The Linwiks of the galaxy Leo A, while not having the military might, of the others were considered the smartest race, and often the first to create advancements in technology. They lived with a race of artifically intelligent robots called Haush. The Lizakeon were another species considered to be powerful, who came from Caldwell 18. The final species who helped maintain peace, was the Roriziv, who came from Pisces Dwarf. At the heart of the Local Group, existed the Bastion. It was a massive space station, in the shape of a rhombic triacontahedron....   [tags: GaVa, the Local Group, the union, alien] 596 words
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Creative Writing: The Race is Won United - ... They wanted to win without each other, in fact they didn’t want each other to exist. So White tried to sprint without Black’s cooperation. It ended horribly with both of them tumbling down but instead of talking things through they both glared at each other. They did this for three hours until Black finally said, “Hey White…” “Yes?” White growled. “We look pretty stupid.” “You mean you look stupid.” “No. we both do. We’re not cooperating and the other teams are laughing at us because we look stupid.” “Yeah I guess you’re right....   [tags: team human, christian, islam] 573 words
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Creative Writing: From Stranger to Stranger - From Stranger to Stranger Late. I was late, very late. My flight was at 9:30, and it was 9:15, and I have not left my house yet. I frantically threw everything into my car, not caring much about the content, and drove away as quickly as I could. I arrived at the airport at 9:25, only to find out my flight had been delayed and pushed to 11:00. So, to pass the time I tried to organize my bags a bit more. I was always the type of person to freak out before trips. I always manage to buy just about everything that says, “Travel Sized” or, “Convenient for travel!” on them....   [tags: narrative and dialogue essays] 785 words
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Creative Writing: Memories of our Life - Isn’t it funny how much of our lives will be forgotten. I think it is. We spend so much time immersed in these little moments that will soon float downstream, never to be seen again. I do, at least. I imagine my mind to vaguely resemble the moon, at least in a metaphorical sense. Meteors roar out of the cosmos and smash into me, and the collateral damage wipes out days and months of memories in favor of an impression of a single catastrophic event. Sometimes I feel like I’m all craters where all sorts of memories used to be....   [tags: moon, little moments, forgatten moments] 1433 words
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Creative Writing: The Greatest Video Game - ... At first, the basic elements wouldn’t work. They fell apart on our attempted inception of this new universe. Planets would form into cube shapes, asteroids would go much faster than they should have, speeding across the universe at the speed of light. The funniest part is that when you have an object going that fast, it can do much more damage than is would in our universe. It would annihilate entire planets instantly. To be frank: It sucked. Alas, these things came with time. As does everything else....   [tags: physics, planets, universe] 944 words
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Creative Writing: Rodeo at Plum Grove - I was sitting with my friend, Pistol on one of the bucking shoots watching the barrel race. Two more events before bull riding. I thought. I was itching to get a shot at "Dooms Day" he was the rankest bull in the pen. Pistol had rode him a few weeks ago for 89 points. At most rodeos the barrel race was right before bull riding.Here it's in between calf roping and saddle bronc riding. The announcer called barrel racer after barrel racer......Pistol elbowed me in the side and looked over at a barrel racer waiting outside the arena....   [tags: narrative essays] 998 words
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Creative Writing: My Love for Zane - I fell in love with his voice. I fell in love with his fragrance. I fell in love with his humour. I fell in love with this feeling I have for him. I fell in love with him. My heart got a language now and my eyes got dreams. In love, my life got its meaning. I called mum that night and told her how I liked Zane. Mum was ecstatic to know, I have fallen in love. She believes I should tell Zane what I will for him. I decided to tell Zane how I felt for him. I couldn’t stop thinking about him. I was afraid, what if he doesn’t feel the same way as I do....   [tags: my heart, fragance, dreams] 1681 words
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Creative Writing: The Red Blood Cell - I start my journey in bone marrow. Have you ever seen how flexible bone marrow is!?. It’s really exciting. I form from hemocytoblast which takes about 2 days. The body makes about two million red blood cells every second. So there’s a lot of me to go around. I finally get to leave and make my way through the veins capillaries along with my buddy plasma. We take up most of the room since there’s so much to go around, but on my behalf those guys aren’t that big to begin with. Eventually I go to what I like to call the big brother of the vein capillaries the arteries....   [tags: body, heart, bone marrow] 588 words
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Creative Writing: Christmas and Santa Claus - It was three weeks before Christmas when my little sister Emily barged into my room. I was busy preparing gifts for the holidays and also was listening to music. I took an earbud out to listen to what she had to say, but I still was not facing her. She then asked if Santa was real. In my busy state of mind, I nonchalantly said yes and urged her out of my room so I could finish what I was doing. At the time, I did not think much about my response. A few days later, my family were all gathered around for lunch when Emily began questioning me about Santa Claus....   [tags: family, gifts, emily] 600 words
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