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One time i was with my guys out. We were in a nice neighborhood, it was late night, the houses are nice by where we were. It was nice but, it smelled like old dirty bums, and smelled like garbage.Walking through the neighborhood, we would hear some cars pass by, we couldn't really see how they looked because it was to dark out, we would sometimes hear people but i think those were the bums on the corners and alleys, we heard a lot of cop sirens around, but it didn't bother us because that's how it usually is at night, so we weren't worried.
So we decided to do something really dumb that night, we were walking on the middle of the street and we seen a sewer cap in the middle so my friend and I thought it would be funny to take it off, and
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As i'm walking I realized that I was heading in the wrong direction. My two friends were trying to look for me because they knew i didn't know where my friends house was because I’ve only been there a few times. They eventually found me, and told me “where were you going? We’ve been searching for you for an hour already!” I told him “ man I wasn't going to get caught up with the police and get into trouble for something dumb” and he says “ Ight” and I had asked “ Yo wheres jesus at?” He said “He had to go home because it was late and his mom was calling him to come home” I said “OOH, OK” So we went back to Jesus’s crib and he was like “ where were you man?” I said “Bro, I'm not going to get into trouble so I just took off.” and then he just laughed. My other friend had to call his dad to come pick us up from his house because it had gotten too late to walk alone, especially here in Chicago. So his dad came and picked us up and drove us to his house, and we just were chilling at the end of the
When I learned that I would have to do my ethnographic report on what I did during Halloween, I was worried because I live in Turnpike and the most excitement that happens in turnpike is the sound of the garbage truck when it comes to pick up the Wednesday trash. Fortunately something did happen to me and I realized I would not have to write a boring paper of how I woke up and just stayed in my room the whole day. Well the day started off with me waking up and walking to the bathroom to take a shower, as soon as the turned the water on I realized I had left my shower and rather than turning off my shower I stayed in because the warmth of the hot water was too seductive for me to get out and get my towel. In the shower I had my usual thoughts about life, death, and comebacks to old arguments. Afterword I got out of my shower and reached for my toothbrush, which was located in a cupboard behind the toilet, but I grabbed at it too quickly and it fell in the toilet. I stood over my toilet for about five minutes just staring at my toothbrush in the toilet not believing what just happened, after that I started blaming myself for being too impatient. When I was done feeling sorry for myself I went into my room in search of another toothbrush but unluckily I couldn’t find one, so I had to go walk to the local store at around 7:30 in search of a toothbrush. While searching for a replacement toothbrush I realized that not that many people were in the store, I had always thought that stores were busiest in the morning and evening but apparently that’s not true. Once I got my new toothbrush I finished brushing, got dressed and went to catch the 11 to the Transit Center.
I started to panic and ran. The Green Police called for backup and started to run after me.
When I was seventeen years old and going into my senior year of high school I was given the opportunity to go on a trip to Spain with my school. It was a two week trip during the summer, visiting different cities and historical sites throughout the country. While we where there we went to see a Flamenco dance show in Seville which is about an hour and a half outside of Madrid, the city where we were staying. It was a Wednesday around one o’clock when we left and the ride up there was really beautiful. We were driving through the country side passing some small villages on the side of the road. We arrived there around 3:30 and sat down for the show. It was really cool they had all the ladies with their bright dresses and fruit in their hair dance around while we ate lunch. And the show ended around five and we started to head home. On the way home we were driving through the countryside along side a small village when all of a sudden we heard a loud bang and the bus started slowing down. After a couple of ...
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I was on a date with Alex Eberly. He was driving my car and I was the passenger. After dinner we stopped at Wawa for gas. Other people at Wawa were saying mean things to us so we drove off. They started chasing after us in their cars. We were speeding down the highway so the cops started chasing us. We finally pulled over in a McDonald’s parking lot
It all started when it was my seventh birthday party. There was a certain girl I liked. So I decided to show-off and do crazy stuff to impress her. First I tried drinking soda off the bottle but I spilled it on the rug. Everyone laughed so hard that their heads fell off! The girl I liked just sat there, not smiling. For my next attempt, I tried to wrestle my friends but I ended up breaking a lamp. Everyone laughed again. I thought about what I could do to impress the girl I liked.
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My story started about a week ago. I was heading to bed early, because I was tired from a long day with plans to wake up a few hours before class to review for a test. As I closed my books for the evening and headed to bed around midnight, little did I know something was going on outside.
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"Heads up!" Gladio called out, knocking a few daemons back as they tried to advance on
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The whole day was dedicated on traveling the subway. So, when we got on, we consciously agreed not to sit near Each other. The whole trip so far was amazing. The only down part of it all would be the drunk lady on the subway using her phone as a shoe and her shoe as a phone. After getting off, and purposely getting lost we made it downtown. We started walking as much as we could, then aunt sat leaving her behind we kept going. Somewhere down the road my brother tripped on his on two feet and blaming the sidewalk which was flat without any cracks. The day couldn’t have gone any better than dogs chasing us. We got back on the subway, limping, exhausted, looking like we lost some
I was beloved. In their eyes, I could do no wrong. But things have changed. They took the final picture of me as two police officer came into the photo room and grabbed handcuffed me.
The cowardly lion, wringing his tail and trembling, cried, “I am afraid – so very afraid, … of those who don’t look like me, of those who don’t pray like me, of lions and lionesses who get better jobs than me, … of all sorts of things that may not be real, but still, they terrify me.”
I made my decision to go home, because I had been out for almost two and a half hours. When I got home, I was ready for the worst. I made no secret of my arrival, and I didn't care if anyone saw me going back to my room. The strange thing was that nobody seemed to notice. My dad didn't even mention my blatant disregard for his order. I was ecstatic. I had just fought my parents for the first time and I had won. I figured that my dad must have understood how I felt about the issue and changed his mind.