“When you fish for love‚ bait with your heart‚ not your brain.” These words being said have been always a true statement‚ showing intelligence and carefulness‚ unlike the incident that occurred with a family member at my glamorous lake in the country. My family‚ including my dad‚ my grandpa‚ my two uncles‚ my sister‚ and I all drove one mile down the road to our Lake to appreciate the rest of the sublime day‚ as we were laughing and smiling to our heart’s content. We wanted to spend the rest of
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It is the morning of June 27 and what an unpleasant sight it is. The birds were out singing and chirping as usual. The sun also was painfully bright since it was summertime. I see all the townsfolk walking together and the children running to the square. All the families are hand and in hand just smiling and laughing. Do they not understand the pain of all the families that have lost someone? Do they understand what we had to go through? Or maybe they just don’t care. My mother was brutally
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My father‚ being a literature teacher‚ would come home day after day and unintentionally present me various titles that all brought an aroma of mystery. Temptation would force me to reach upon the bookshelf‚ shovel the dust off of the bookshelf‚ and attempt to read strange new words. Every title would elicit a wide range of questions that would scatter my mind‚ but‚ because I lacked the wisdom brought by experience and context‚ there were no visible answers. Therefore‚ I continued to read fruitless
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On a scorching hot day‚ I feel a slight breeze as my hair falls above my eyes. We are all excited to finally go to the playground after a day of hard work. On a typical day‚ my friends and I play competitive kickball games that usually end in an argument. But today‚ I smelled the musty and sharp sense of rain from last night. I looked to see there was mud covering the whole field‚ which resulted in the teachers howling at us to get off. They informed us that we had to go to the sand to play. When
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It was what seemed like an ordinary day. The sun rising over the horizon‚ the birds singing‚ and a noisy crowd in the center of the village. A few feet to the right of the village was the shore‚ toward where I was walking along with others; suddenly‚ we encountered something never seen before. From far‚ one could see what looked like tiny floating mountains. Out of amusement‚ we ran to the shoreline only to find out the mysterious objects were enormous boats; huge in comparison to the ones from the
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It was inky and stormy out‚ the wind was roaring like a hurricane was upon us. The year is 1882. I was with my best friend Lux‚ we were just ambulatory to head home from hanging out after church. It was approximately one O’clock in the morning‚ and as you can imagine it was fairly dark out. Anywho‚ we were walking and I saw this man with a ski mask on‚ only as he was approaching us‚ we realized that he didn’t have on a ski mask on. His skin was black as the night sky before us. I had never seen anyone
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I did not know what it meant to be happy until I was almost twenty years old. Growing up‚ I viewed the world through what seemed to be a veil; everything was muted‚ grey and distant. I had reached a point where I accepted how I felt‚ where I came to regard it as normal. Looking back‚ I realize how wrong I was. My first semester of college was a wake-up call‚ both for me and my parents. At the start of winter break‚ my parents sat me down in our living room‚ holding me between them‚ and asked
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Touchdown! I jumped up in the air and cheered because my favorite football team won the game I was watching. Then a news flash storm watch popped up on the t.v. It said severe thunder storms‚ possible hail‚ high winds‚ and even said it seemed supernatural. Lightning flashed and I noticed my phone was on the back porch. I decided to make a run for it. I grabbed a small flashlight and ran outside. Right before I grabbed my phone‚ I tripped. The flash light flew out of my hand a few feet away from
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They called the team name from the front of the judge booth. “Seymour Tigers‚ you may take the mat!” The nerves were rushing through all of us. The adrenaline kicked in and we got on the mat cheering and yelling variations of “Go Seymour!” or “We got this girls!” I know who said “We got this.”. It was Emily‚ who in the beginning was across from me; she gave me a nod and mouthed “Good Luck”. Other girls on the team gave each other the same look of reassurance too. Suddenly‚ the arena that had been
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I remember the time when I had locked myself in my room for hours; peeking through the small keyhole‚ I could see the guests moving around the hall and I decided not to go out. However‚ my mom kept knocking my door‚ insisting me to come out. I pretended to ignore her‚ but when the guests started calling out my name along with her‚ I had to open the door reluctantly. Instead of having any conversation with them‚ I thought it would be a better idea for me to just go for a quick handshake and walk away
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