ribs. From here‚ the body language all points towards the real version (as real as a clone can be)- angry‚ getting angrier and heaving with rage. "You okay‚ buddy?" I ask. "Nice of you to pop by." "I can’t beat the other me. Somehow‚ he’s stronger than me. Really stronger." he answers. Sinisterly‚ said other clone floats above us ominously‚ faint sparks of red coming from his fingertips. "Plan B‚ then. I get this guy and you get Aqualad." I say. Reluctantly‚ Conner nods and jumps away. "It’s just
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always lording over everyone that you have a club and that no one else is allowed in it. Well‚ I am starting a club that will be open to all boys‚ no matter what!” Hadrian had started with a laugh‚ but he finished with anger deep into his voice and words. Iulius darkened with anger as well. “How dare you!” he said through clenched teeth as he stepped toward Hadrian. It looked like there would be a large argument between Hadrian and the Roman Boys‚ and I began preparing myself for it‚ ready to do
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When reality took a turn for the surreal‚ that was where Buffy lived. Monsters and lingering in cemeteries and back alleys and death prophecies. A day had passed‚ and she wasn’t coping‚ wasn’t dealing‚ she was just taking life one demon fight at a time. It was hard not to tell Willow about the prophecy; Willow‚ who was talking about Homecoming dances or colleges and the rest of their lives. Buffy never noticed before‚ how much of living was spent on thinking about the future; Dawn talking about her
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CREATIVE WRITING: Darkness‚ a scary thought I faintly remember what happened that night‚ that’s the reason why I’m sitting here. I can’t think clearly‚ see straight and yet I continue to see glimpses of him‚ his baby blue eyes‚ greasy black hair and oily face that sheds a smile every so often. I didn’t mean for everything to be this way‚ I feel as if it’s my fault‚ that maybe I’m the suspect. I feel as if there’s a blunt knife digging deeper into the guilty walls of my soul. As I peer around the
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statement that I have interpreted. In the text‚ Speak‚ Melinda Sordino shows her bravery by facing her fears against Mr. Neck and Andy Evans. One example of Melinda’s bravery is when she defies Mr. Neck. This example is the conflict between Melinda against Mr. Neck which may be considered as man vs. man (woman). Melinda does not have any advantages against Mr. Neck but does have disadvantages such as not being able to speak. Melinda’s inability to speak gives an advantage to Mr. Neck so he changes
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niche blogging‚ I used to keep my storytelling skills confined to the ’creative writing’ label and I used nothing but cold‚ objective‚ descriptive words in my first articles. The mere thought of writing for a niche gave me shivers. It made me anxious. I didn’t like that ice-cold sensation writing descriptive paragraphs gave me. The storyteller in me itched to take the lead and turn that boring piece of copy into joyful writing that would make my readers smile‚ laugh‚ frown and cry. You know‚ move
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Creative Writing: A Dream Come True Chad Jay Yr.11 There I was‚ sitting on my bed at 2:30 am. Wondering about the dream I just had. Not only was it stupid‚ but I have never had such a weird dream. It was really different. The dream was about a little dog. The dog was walking on my chest‚ while I was lying on something soft. I think it was a mattress. The puppy walked towards y waist. I knew that it was going to bite. "Get lost". I yelled. The dog remained calm. Now it was standing on my waist
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Nothing seemed to scare him more then the quiet before the storm. It wasn’t a familiar feeling for Keith‚ fear. Often he didn’t even spare a moment to worry about circumstances before rushing into dangerous missions head first. Usually he had Lance in his ear‚ edging him on‚ filling his head in that calm and confident manner‚ his voice filling the silence of space. Now‚ Keith was left to listen to the void‚ his nerves prickling at his skin underneath his armor. Screw the silence‚ he thinks‚ screw
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What is language? We are taught that it is communication. It is the spoken or written words that humans use to converse. There are so many languages and different ways children are taught. Some families move after living in one area for a decent amount of time and have to pick up new languages. I am only familiar with English and could not imagine what it would be like mastering another language like many people can do today. I was curious and wanted to ask some questions with an English Language
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Creative Writing I have been across mansion floors‚ down swirling staircases‚ tapped along a dance floor and under the seat of very sophisticated restaurants. Maxwell‚ my owner is struck down with the food poisoning‚ I’m almost useless now. I need to travel‚ being cramped up in here makes me very frustrated‚ oh if only I had hands to stop Maxwell from eating that seafood. I wasn’t happy being vomited towards‚ and neither was my twin‚ Prada . My twin is a soleful character‚ always willing to follow
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