The first anti-hero Our story starts in an ancient village a very long time ago there lived a young man by the name of Terito‚ he was given a blessing by an ancient being of great power‚ but there was a price for the power. Terito had to give the being two things for the power. The first thing he had to give the being was his looks for which he was forever scarred on his entire head so he donned a mask. The second item was a gift and a curse he had to give the being all of his memories of
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He stands on line‚ waiting for roll call to be over. He shivers slightly‚ both from cold and from fear. He knows‚ beyond a shadow of doubt‚ that if the guards find his hidden treasure‚ that’s it. His life is over. After all‚ he’s smuggling some contraband into his barracks. And what is this item‚ a treasure to him‚ and contraband to the Germans‚ימ’’ש ? What is this that’s worth his whole life? A potato. Not even a whole one‚ but half of a potato‚ smuggled out of the kitchen. He had risked his life
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the drive-thru line moving too slow to no fault of my own. Yet‚ despite all this‚ I was happy at the change of pace. I think it must have been being poor that has made me love philosophy because I can more easily see how all of our lives are so short that it becomes absurd to care about many material things. I suppose that my love for thinking about living and how to act merited me to become a Telluride Association Summer Program finalist among the hundreds that have applied and had made me want
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He’d never felt so alive. The dance studio that he’d spent most of his time in as a wide eyed five year old in his first pair of tap shoes was akin to his home. In fact‚ it felt more like home than his actual home‚ where his dad often teased him about his ’prancing around the stage like a bloody pony’ but he knew that his dad preferred him doing this - his passion - than on the streets at ten o’clock at night smoking glue or sniffing weed. He’d never try those. For one‚ his mother would probably
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The opportunity was an open door to human trafficking and a closed one to any reality she had before entering this world. Angela’s story may be as tragic as it gets‚ but it’s more than that. Her constitutional right was ripped away from her hands when she was forced to work for a family that neglected her basic needs for living. Many people couldn’t imagine a world that does not implement
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new wood fills the room.After that was over with my class mates where eager to take their picture. Memories are great even though they can be embarrassing and weird but savor the moments.Because you are going to look back and love that you wrote stories on your memories .So you can show other people and be like that was me when i was a youngin
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minutes reaffirmed their belief in his kindness and courage. And they are committed to making sure his life‚ and death‚ were not in vain. Jeff Crowther hopes his son’s story will inspire people to become a volunteer firefighter‚ to give money to the homeless every day like Welles did‚ to set goals and follow through. "If Welles’ story helps people to think of others then God bless them‚ God bless him‚" said his father. "He didn’t live long enough to be head of a corporation or do good works or endow
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There is a budding story that is slowly growing right now as the 2015 NBA Draft draws near. And its main protagonist is a guy named Kristaps Porziņģis. Kristaps Porziņģis who? Porziņģis is a 7-foot-1 center-forward from Latvia who has good length and athleticism‚ runs the floor‚ protects the rim with his long arms and quick lateral movement‚ and finishes strong above the rim. To exaggerate‚ he has the speed and agility of a rookie Kevin Garnett and the outside shooting touch of a young Dirk Nowitzki
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A little girl wandered through the child-filled streets in her fairy costume. Her short dirty blonde hair fell on either side of her rosy cheeks which showed the purest of innocence. Just like every other Halloween night her green eyes sparked with excitement. Her name was Bianca‚ Halloween is the one thing she looked forward to all year round‚ seeing the houses decorated‚ feeling the breeze of fall brushing against her body and the wondrous scent of candy‚ all these things brought joy to her. Every
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Do you have a Puppy? I do and his name is Gizmo. Getting Gizmo is one of the best things that ever happened to me. Here’s how it happened. It was near my birthday when I asked my parents if I could get a dog. Sadly‚ they said I wasn’t ready for a dog because I couldn’t take care of it. I was distraught because I had wanted a dog for as long could remember. A few days passed‚ and I had finally gotten over not getting a dog. I was chilling at my house watching tv‚ bored as ever ‚ until my mom came
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