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    Creative Writing: Drowning

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    Drowning: She slams the door shut‚ shaking the house with pure madness. My parents step out of the house‚ and take their big argument outside. I walked over to the window and watched their lousy arguing. It always ends up in the same place. One either gets kicked out of the house or someone leaves and doesn’t come back till a few days later. I was lying down on my lonely bed‚ looking at the ceiling fan go round and round. I was surrounded by the thin‚ white walls and the sounds of bickering outside

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    I suddenly awoke. It was three in the morning. It seemed like the whole world was sleeping but me. The silence‚ sinister. I felt the weight of the darkness pushing on me. My mind darted from one nightmare scenario to the next‚ the fear of the unknown overwhelmed me and I was paranoid about vicious intrusions. My bedroom door was wide open. My eyes darted around the room‚ hunting for anything different‚ any dark silhouettes lurking in the darkness. I failed to find anything out of the ordinary

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    An hour passed. While trotting along‚ she crosses some worn and rusty train tracks. Weeds and grasses were sprouting between the spaces. It was obvious people weren’t using them anymore. Faustina didn’t even know they had trains running through this area. The railroads are on her map but her house is not. "Why isn’t my own house marked on my map?" Faustina says‚ confused and frustrated. She can vaguely remember the location of her house‚ but having it on her map would be much more useful. She needed

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    There once was a kitten sitting in the shade of a big tree. She sat there every day waiting for her mother to come home while she guarded a beautiful stone her mother had given her. Her mother told her it was a very precious stone and that she must guard it lest someone try to steal it. One day while she sat there‚ a crow came by. “What are you doing in the shade kitten?” asked the crow. “I am watching over a stone my mother so that nobody steals it‚” replied the kitten. She pulled back her paw

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    “Come here!” I urged “I can’t!” He sobbed‚ holding his wound. He slid to the ground‚ groaning. I clumsily loped my way over to him and grabbed his ankles. I turned and started dragging him to the tent‚ digging my feet into the ground. A lioness’s strength poured through me. Adrenaline surged through my blood‚ giving me the power I needed to carry a 180 pound man (with gear on). I reached the tent‚ a mere 20 or so feet away. I bent down and lifted him slowly onto a low table‚ about two feet off

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    The scream is cut off when a meaty hand covers my mouth. No longer wearing shades‚ I can now see Paul’s face smiling a devil’s grin at me. One of his eye sockets is a horrible‚ gaping hole. I focus on the other one and instantly regret it when I see the malice there. “How are you‚ my little siren?” His laugh is low and malicious as I start to struggle in his grasp. “Thought you were going to get away that easy? Well‚ you thought wrong. Now that the compound has moved to police headquarters‚ there

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    Fishing Creative Writing

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    The day he left‚ I felt lost‚ broken‚ empty. Everything was going to be different. There would be no one to go fishing with on Sunday afternoons‚ no one to help me with my school work—not anymore‚ because he was leaving. Mother told us he would be okay and reassured us every night when we prayed together that he would come back. She said that when the train went whistling by next spring‚ he would be back in our arms‚ safe from all the chaos‚ away from the guns and bombs. We would be able to go fishing

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    Livi Creative Writing

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    I was barely twelve years old when I first met Livi. She stood under the tree patiently‚ beckoning me with a large‚ red bow wrapped around her. Her screen gleamed with pride as she watched a look of excitement fill my face. Awestruck by her beauty‚ I gently enclosed her in my hands before racing up the stairs. For the next few months‚ my protectiveness continued‚ and I spent almost every waking moment with Livi. She was beside me to wake me in the morning‚ chat with me during school‚ and entertain

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    Creative Essay WRITING

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    It is 4 p.m. on Tuesday. What will you do next? Write about your extracurricular pursuits. Why and how do you choose the activities you are involved in? How do your activities reflect your values and affect your school‚ community or the world? (500 words or less) As a young teen I have many hobbies and interests. Sadly‚ only a few of them are practiced after school on weekdays. I am involved in many things so most of my day is always busy. After school I head home and change to attend my ballet

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    Fear and adrenaline flowed through me‚ Gunpowder’s mane whipped at my face. With inhuman speed‚ the dark figure was close behind me‚ a sound of hooves becoming louder. It was a nightmare had turned into reality. The bridge...I had to reach the bridge… The sanctuary of the bridge was ahead of me and I cracked the whip and Gunpowder whinnied and raced on ahead‚ an unstoppable force of nature. At last‚ I had reached the bridge. Turning to face the dark figure‚ he had pulled the reins‚ forcing his horse

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