Receipt He stroked his filthy‚ matted hair as he clutched the plastic bag to his chest‚ careful not to spill any of its contents. His eyes darted across the emptied parking lot‚ careful and aware. His stomach ached; he was in no shape to fight for his belongings. He had lost enough lately. He had crossed the lot in a beeline towards the edge of the stores‚ turning the corner and clinging to the walls of the building as a drizzle of rain begun. The air was humid and produced a metallic aroma. He was nearing
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She awoke with an ache in her neck and the bitter taste of yesterday on her tongue. It was a thursday. Tuesdays had tended been friendly to her‚ thursdays however had never treated her kindly. One of her happiest tuesdays had been near a year before this morning; where after realising that her time of the month hadn’t occurred for over one‚ it was tested and became apparent that she was pregnant. How or why the protection did not function was a mystery to her‚ for in those days she had always
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From the play: Tomorrow’s Wish (by Wade Bradford) CONTEXT: Juniper is a creative young woman with learning disabilities. Her cousins believe Juniper is odd because she lives in a small town with her grandmother‚ sheltered away from most of the world. In this scene‚ she is talking to her cousin‚ Megan‚ about her first and only kiss. This original comedic female monologue may be used by students‚ actors‚ directors for educational or professional purposes. JUNIPER: I kissed a boy once. At least
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only able to watch as the woman screamed and was taken away. The dark figure had mounted on his horse and turned to me‚ its scarlet eyes fixated on mine‚ filled with something that could only be described as hate . NO! My eyes snapped open‚ and when I rose‚ there was a sharp jolt of pain in my head and I moaned. Where was I? I opened my eyes and from my surroundings‚ it appeared that I was in a guest bedroom.There were footsteps coming near the door and a young woman came in. My heart leapt for
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Reflective Essay Conclusion: During writers craft the genre that I enjoyed writing most was poetry. I love everything about poetry. Poetry is a piece of writing that can be interpreted in many different ways while being written in one. My favorite part about class was writing poetry and the many different types of poems we wrote. I was not too big on the fact of reading poems in class sometimes that where too hard for me to understand. I am more of a reader who likes to know what is going on
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Creative Writing He had stood that day‚ the world’s foremost spokesman of popular government‚ saying that democracy was yet worth fighting for… He incarnated the assurances and pretenses of popular government‚ implied that if could and might perish from the earth… He did not assume that the drafted soldiers‚ substitutes‚ and bounty – paid privates had died willingly under Lee’ shot and shell‚ in deliberate consecration of themselves to the Union cause. His cadences sang the ancient song that
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Isabella let out a sigh upon being called deputy commander she couldn’t help but laugh at the ever so formal title shaking her head slightly at the woman. " Anastas I promise I won’t rip your head off if you call me Isabella~ You can even call me Bella if you want."‚ Most of the newer people did infact call her deputy commander but those that knew her for years like Anastas called her Isabella or Bella for short. " I can’t take the credit on this one~ I just bark orders. If we didn’t work in a unit
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in on every dirty detail of her belligerent attitude towards her recent beau. But this man was not any beau. He was the most dangerous sort in all of Brooklyn. A mob leader in his own right‚ the man had been known to defile the lives of any man or woman that ruffled his feathers.
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Once there was a girl. A girl that didn’t think she ever mattered. Sure‚ she had good parents and decent grades‚ but she never thought herself to be worth anymore than a plastic wrap on the ground. The girl isolated herself whenever she could‚ only speaking when it was required by her teachers. Even so‚ half the grade thought she was mute. She learned a fair amount of sign language to encourage the rumor‚ just so that more people would leave her alone. If anyone had truly paid attention to her
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Small children cried‚ creating a tense atmosphere. Families crowded around‚ hovering to try and see the train door. Slowly‚ it opened. A man with blond hair and blue eyes walked down the steps. A young woman rushed over with a swaddled baby in her arms. They held each other tight‚ tear-filled eyes spilling relief. When I saw the first survivor‚ that moment gave me hope. It was possible to come back from such horrible things. Families are reuniting left
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