Personal Connection Jiyeon Min (Fan FictionThe Death) The Death sat beside Liesel and breathed. An air of sadness rushed into his lungs‚ which seemed to choke the oxygen out of his body. But it did not bother him anyways so he just enjoyed the sensation of draining oxygen. However the only thing that bothered him was the taste of sadness that lingered on top of his tongue that lead deep into the lungs. Black Such sad color seemed to be the only thing he can feel at the present moment
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Mum’s got a problem. So does Dad. It’s not my problem‚ though. At least‚ this is what I tell myself. I never got much‚ as a kid. Like toys and stuff. We couldn’t afford them. Dad couldn’t hold down a job‚ and mum spent all the cash on alcohol. I thought we were normal‚ until I started school. All the other kids had posh lunch boxes with matching lids. Inside them they had a ripe banana‚ a packet of chips‚ and a luminous brown bread sandwich with Nutella or peanut butter. Something diverse every
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The empty room echoing my thoughts was getting too much. Continuously reliving what had happened yesterday was making it even worse .The piercing shrill of her scream coming to a sudden halt. The smell of burnt rubber leaving behind a hint of hatred and fury repressed by her killer. My tears blur my vision as I realize that I will never see her mesmerizing emerald green eyes again. Never to see that smile that could light up a whole room. The worst part of this is that this was all undeniably
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Even then‚ she would have slid out of the “opportunity” if her sister-in-law hadn’t made the request in the same conversation as her announcement that they were canceling the family dinner. “So really‚ the timing is perfect. I was feeling guilty about abandoning you on Thanksgiving‚ and now you won’t be alone!” Lisa had protested‚ but Claire ignored her with the ease of long practice. “Pastor Keller was so relieved when I told him you already had the background check! He said to thank you and just
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back door‚ where a breeze of fresh air came drifting in. Through the kitchen. Lisa bumped a glass as she scraped past the kitchen counter. It shattered as it hit the ground‚ making an ear-piercing noise. Into the scullery she went. Just as she was about to flick the switch for the lights to come on again‚ she felt something going over her head. She
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Equestrian Ignoramus Another witty title could be Butterflied Boy‚ but I’ll stick with the aforementioned. Often on our PA excursions‚ we’d venture over to the nearby horse ranch‚ and punch a few doggies and saddle up. (Why did ranch hands punch their dogs?) It was another nice culture shocking day out. Ahh!...The nice potpourri of Pocono pines and horse shit. The shit smell assaulted your nostrils‚ but amazingly you got accustomed to it. As all of us kids screwed around and
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clothes on for the day and walked out the apartment door. Halfway down the street as he is walking to the old bus stop he notices young Edward‚ the paper boy hurriedly riding his bike down the sidewalk trying not to be late. Without even thinking about it‚ Mr. Johnson kicks the front wheel‚ forcing the boy to crash on the ground. Mr. Johnson walks over to the boy‚ takes a newspaper from his hand‚ and leaves without even looking back. He gets to the bus stop and is happy to see that no one else his
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The Loss of Wings I will never forget the moon and how it looked especially bright. I will never forget the cold winter’s breeze and how it swept me off my feet. I will never forget the stars‚ and how they appeared to be closer and closer. I will never forget the night of the beginning of the end. That night was only a few months ago. It is amazing how much can change in just a few months. Sometimes I ponder how my life would be if only I had walked away. If only I had maintained my footing
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.... Eleven one thousand‚ twelve one thousand. The train ended. Twelve seconds. Twelve seconds and one hundred-eight box cars. Nine box cars per second. Twelve feet per car.... seventy-three and one forty-fifth miles per hour. Han computed this subconsciously in a matter of seconds. He accomplished such feats of brilliance often‚ and especially when he felt uneasy. Never before had he felt so uneasy. Nothing was actually wrong‚ in fact‚ the day had been almost remarkably commonplace. "then why
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synchronized dance sequence. Izzie smiled at her dad and he smiled back‚ the Poplocketair began. The lights started to flash to the beat and the steps. After that‚ Izzie backed up‚ Mitty envisioned the step going perfectly; when he opened his eyes Izzie was about to put his foot into his hands to
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