It was a day like every other in the busy city of Seattle. There were rain clouds above that made it gloomy. It looked like the perfect scene for a horror movie. Annabel "Red" Jackson was sitting in her room on this day listening to Stressed out by Twenty one pilots. The reason they call her "Red" is because she always has a red hoodie with a small heart right above her heart that she got from her grandmother on. No matter what the day is like. It could be one hundred degrees out and she would still
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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 day‚ these kids had. Sometimes‚ they even had lamingtons
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planet like Earth‚ but Earth was lost a long time ago due to the covenant. “Cortana‚ anything on the radar?” said John. “No‚” responded Cortana. Cortana paused as she saw the radar start to blink red. “Hold on! There’s a re-con team heading our way.” “How many?” “Three.” John ran behind cover and waited for the three covenants to walk past him. Without detecting John‚ they walked by. John walked behind the last covenant and cut its throat. The two other covenants jumped‚ turned around‚ and opened
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The sudden silent caught Erick and the other Arendelle’s officers by surprise. They turned and discovered that all the artillerymen were leaving their post and went down the stairs. Nelberg was immobile watching the deployment of the enemy army in the valley and didn’t even turned. "Sir‚ the artillerymen have deserted the cannons." Reinhard said getting close to the colonel. "Lieutenant I’m old‚ but not deaf yet." Nelberg replied without stopping from watching the valley. His attention was centered
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My toes pressed firmly into the cool-March sand. The waves gently crashed onto the shoreline of the quiet‚ small town‚ which was still in hibernation from the cold winter season. St. Christopher’s beach was always breathtakingly beautiful at this time of year – the weather was not warm enough for the town’s more promiscuous side to come and twirl around in their sheer undergarments‚ but it was not too cold as to where the touch of the salty water felt like a thousand daggers were piercing your body
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all its apparent negligence‚ was watching him and not the diving eagle. The eagle shot on and began to pull out of its dive; the eagle recovered again into its slow swinging‚ a few hundred feet lower. Yet it had shown a little concern. For the first time a fraction of dignity had been lost: momentarily the great wings had been disturbed a little from the full
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The woodlands lay in complete darkness ahead of them‚ no insects buzzed or night birds called out to break the silence. Sorrow led the way‚ a grey ghost in the shadowy recesses among the trees. He scouted ahead‚ eyes and ears alert for danger. The others followed as best they could‚ staying close in the pitch black of the woods. Once the wolf-dog alerted them to a party of Goblyns in the trees ahead of them and they had to double back. Jerth and Jakth led the children silently through the maze of
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shadow someone you know with that job‚ to really have a true experience with that job. To end‚ I let her say anything else regarding the job of a music teacher for me. Her helpful response basically was that you need to make sure you can work well with others‚ even if you don’t particularly like them! “There will always be someone you disagree with wherever you work‚ and you must learn how to now let it affect you and the job you perform.” I could have not have picked a better person to interview‚ Mrs
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Sal’s excuse has to be good or else she might not work with Henry. “Sorry for coming in late‚” Sal says. “I promise not to do it again.” “What’s your excuse today?” Henry asks‚ rolling his eyes. “It better be a good one‚ not like any of your other ones.” “Okay‚ okay‚ hear me out: I found the most beautiful tree I have ever seen in my life‚” Sal states. “And?” Henry questions. “And I think it would be a great sketch to put in the memory book!” Sal says excitingly. “Is the memory book going to
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A cascade of calculations flowed under her hand and extrapolated the population growth potential for six feral Shrennan during the time span of eighty of the obscure planet’s years. She inserted her foreclaw into the holographic data control grid and tweaked the parameters. The image shifted and displayed fluctuations in population growth based on hurricanes‚ tornados‚ fires and contact
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