then I got to the desert! After that‚ I paddled south down Lake Havasu‚ which is pretty huge and amazing.” Alex paused for a minute. Actually‚ he went through the Yuma Proving Ground which is highly restricted by the U.S. Army‚ but if he continue his story‚ the authorities would know that he was trespassing. Alex decided to skip this part of the journey. “But one day‚ the canoe crashed and unfortunately‚ I barely lost the control of the canoe. I was so busy saving myself that I didn’t realize that I
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this was going on‚ the 3 travelers had stolen all the tacos while everybody was distracted. It was the next morning before anybody noticed that all 500 tacos were gone. Many people wondered how 3 people could carry 500 tacos. But the moral of this story is. Never under estimate the will of 3 men. Who really. Really like
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when I was a newborn before going back to Matamoros‚ Tamaulipas where my family had their own house. My mom wanted to have me in the U.S. because people had told her that there were far more opportunities over here. Technically‚ these two cities have become my two homes. I do miss Matamoros‚ Tamaulipas because that’s where I spend most of my childhood until I was seven years old. Then we had to return back to Texas because one of my younger sisters got very sick. The first five years outside of Matamoros
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sounds like. Here i am writing in this diary‚ letting all my emotions and expressions out‚ it was the only thing i ever told my story to. I cut every night‚ my blood gushes out like a tap all over my clothes. I feel so depressed‚ rejected‚ betrayed i just wish my life was over‚ and tonight i will end it‚ im going to sleep and never wake up. Im going to write my story and i wish god will forgive me.. It was a friday night‚ usually on friday nights all family members would have to stay home‚ thats
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Rain. An unusual occurrence for San Diego‚ somewhat of a “glitch in the system.” The weather may have been warm‚ but the sky told a different story. It spoke with a dreary‚ gray tone‚ swallowing up the sunshine that regularly enlightened the sky each day. The rain pelting to the ground was more foreign than the absence of the sun. I had never encountered rain during my past commutes‚ so this weather brought with it‚ an important learning experience. The heavens opened up and poured out its tears
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Lady of Letters’ in 1987. It is a dramatic monologue from the ’Talking heads’ collection and was written for Patricia Routledge. This satirical tragic-comedy is about a middle aged woman called Irene Ruddock who writes letters of criticism and the short period in her life when her letter writing is most malicious and trouble making. She is judgemental and likes to look down on people‚ as if she is better than everyone‚ when really she isn’t. Her mixed up life leads us away from the irony near the
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down in these depths‚ it’s unimaginable." Crooned a particularly tall and slender woman‚ with sharp features that Genevíve believed to suit her sharp tongue perfectly. Behind her stalked another woman‚ the meeker of the trio‚ who towered above the two of them like an telephone post to a mail box. "Samantha‚ must you yell? You’ll attract attention!" She spit in a frantic voice‚ trying to catch up with Samantha’s stride. "Jocelyn hush. Tonight is the only night I can scream and yell as much as I
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When reflecting on the day and then writing this story‚ I discovered that although we were together as a family for the entire day‚ at the same time‚ we were separated by an invisible wall created by technology that took us away from being in the moment with each other. This was the exact message my dad was trying to get across in his hour-long lecture. I won’t give the exact play by play of his entire lecture‚ but it started out as him telling me how “bratty” and selfish I had been toward the family
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JORGE One night in Jamaica‚ a warm breeze rustled the trees‚ they seemed to whisper to him. As night fell‚ he watched the sun set and tried to count the stars. Jorge sat watching as the stars appeared in the sky. He couldn’t count‚ so high and decided and closed his eyes. Jorge leaned his head back into his palms and sighed. He was sprawled out on the cool grass. He patted his dog beside him. It would soon be time for dinner and he must go in and help his grandmother prepare the family meal
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and wrapping herself inside‚ she watched her mother exit the room. Immediately jumping out of bed and falling to her knees‚ she pressed her eye against the tiny hole that had been in the door for as long as she could remember. She stared hard at the two ladies as they sat on the steps just outside their living quarters. The intense look on her mother’s face while she examined the reddened blistered area seeming to cover her Mistress’ forearm‚ spoke of the rare instance she’d ever seen her worry. “Let
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