The rain clambered on our small tin roof as I rolled my stone across our floor. The smooth stone glided over out bumpy floor‚ past my mother‚ who rested in her rocking chair‚ placid‚ the stone continued through the small room until it‚ at last‚ reached my brother‚ Rory‚ his sharp nose deep in a book‚ only his shaggy hair peeking above it. Without looking up‚ his left hand reached down to the floor and gently pushed the stone back. As the stone traveled past her once more‚ my mother stood‚ and announced
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As I move on to eighth grade I reflect on the many great memories I have shared at this school. Seventh grade was a fresh new year‚ not like sixth grade‚ or fifth‚ or fourth. You do not have high school next year like the eighth graders‚ you are not the young new ones like the sixth graders. You are the seventh graders or as many refer to the “middle class.” At this school I have done everything from fun field trips to studying for hard tests. From kindergarten to now going into eighth grade.
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They seem to be everywhere‚ the movies‚ restaurants‚ and even on planes. Why can’t people learn common courtesies like chewing with their mouth closed‚ and getting another when their drink is gone? Honestly‚ is that too much to ask for? When I go to the movies‚ I want to enjoy it‚ not to listen to three people smacking their gum obnoxiously for the duration of ‘Maze Runner’. At first I turned around‚ but then decided to ignore them rather than yelling at them in the middle of the movie. But‚ unfortunately
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My father’s military service didn’t comprehend to me until my mother finally allowed me to see him and create a bond with him‚ and I soon discovered why. I got a chance to spend the weekend with him which started off my visitation process. It was me and one of my younger sibling’s spending time with him‚ it was around eight pm when I heard a noise. I woke up to go check on him I was around the age of 6 ½‚ as I’m approaching the area he was in. I see him talking to his self and looking out the window
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There was a loud clunk as some bright white lights flashed on and broke through the darkness under the canvas sack. I could make out a few shadows‚ but other than that the material was too thick to see through properly. Did I mention my mild claustrophobia? Either way‚ I was scared. More than scared. If it was one thing I’d leant in my profession‚ it was exposure to fear didn’t always create tolerance. Dr Crane had kindly proven that. I could hear Alexandra breathing harshly to my right‚ but the
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High school is a period of wonder‚ excitement‚ and mystery‚ where a teen’s first taste of freedom guides them on their journey. On the contrary‚ it is a time of social pressure and anxiety‚ where fitting in with “the crowd” is what looms on every young boy’s mind. This was me as a sophomore‚ trying to fit into the archetype of the athlete; the student who could clock a 6 minute mile or just hit a jump shot. I would mirror their actions‚ trying to force myself to copy certain qualities‚ like music
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At one point in my life‚ words were incomprehensible‚ the difficulty to concentrate became harder and harder each time. Unable to understand the words floating on my paper. It wasn’t until the age of eight‚ I was diagnosed with a curse called Dyslexia. As a kid‚ not being able to understand how you failed a spelling test or being so troubled with math questions was really frustrating. No matter how you explain any sort of reasoning‚ it’s always the same look of confusion or disappointment
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I have an uncanny ability to read people; I had a good feeling about this guy. He called two days before Memorial Day and ordered a silk cemetery piece for his mother and one for his father. Not too unusual‚ since my sister and I owned a small flower shop in our hometown and it is common for out-of-state customers to have us deliver their orders to graves they are not able to visit. The fact one piece was to be delivered 25 miles away‚ wasn’t a request we had every day. His mother was buried in
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Khadijah Williams Everyone has their problems‚ some maybe silly as others are difficult in many ways. Khadijah went through something that kids normally don’t go through it never get to experience in first hand view. She went through poverty and homelessness. Khadijah never had the opportunity to ride a hoverboard or have a Iphone at an early age‚ like kids do now and day‚ and she never had Nikes or Jordans or Converse. She grew up in skid row with her mother and her little sister‚ she had other
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So‚ shoutout to Crystalwolf101‚ Snow Fire‚ and White Horse! The tomato was first used for food in Mexico and first grown for food in Central/South America. I know‚ I haven’t been updating lately‚ but sorry‚ I cut my finger with a saw‚ so it hurt to type on anything that wasn’t a phone‚ and I got stung by a pesky mosquito on my eyelid‚ and that was swollen. These might all sound like excuses‚ so sorry about that‚ so I wrote a slightly longer chapter. Warning: Violence and deaths‚ probably in the
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