The next morning‚ as Mr. Johnson woke up‚ he knew it was a perfect day‚ to ruin. It was a dark‚ cloudy day with a slight drizzle and a bad mood in the air. The bad mood of course was Mr. Johnson. For breakfast he had soggy oatmeal‚ without brown sugar. He slowly put his 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
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Seventy days‚ that’s how long it took me to figure out that I belonged to a cult. I mean‚ not like a super “culty” cult. Like‚ we met in a shed and played video games. But enough to call it you know‚ that. When I came into the cult‚ Max told me‚ “Pass the Pringles‚ they’re beside the PS4.” I didn’t know that was my first test or my first and only rule. I passed him the Pringles. He smiled‚ his eyes lit up like tiny fires. He sat back down on his bean bag chair and made some jokes. Easily‚ he transitioned
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The nearest of the dead quickly picked up on the commotion going on down the road. The beeping of the horn and the barking of the dog might as well been a dinner bell. “Oh‚ shit what do we do now?” Steaks cried out. “Morgan‚ you asshole‚ you just got us all killed!” Johnny screamed abhorrently while punching the hood of Ruby. “Okay‚ let’s go!” he said pulling his handgun. “We don’t have a choice anymore‚ it’s guns a blazing. Steaks‚ what do you have left in the back of your Caddy
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Jake woke up and did his usual routine. He made his bed‚ brushed his teeth‚ got on his work clothes‚ and headed off in his truck. Most of the town’s folk admired Jake. Jake was a pretty wealthy man. He drove a red‚ shiny Ford pick-up truck that could go as fast as any other car in the town. Jake has had it for more than five years‚ but he always makes sure it looks good. Jake has been single his whole life single. He’s 24 and still is searching his whole life for a perfect girl. Jake doesn’t realize
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My growing dog who love to mess up things My dog Trek was two old when I got him. He was the size of my hand with three different mix of colors‚ which are brown‚ grey and black his coat shines as the sun hit his fur. Trek also love to just rip into things that was just uncalled for. I tried to find ways to stop him but I was barely around. Trek was the first puppy I have ever gotten. I’ll spoil him just for the fun of it. I could not believe how small he was. He was nothing but the size of a tennis
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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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are enemies inside and outside. I think we’ll fall again like we fell before the king came to our land.” The King of Messiah gazed at Lady Allisterd contemplatively. “What else do you know?” “That’s all I know‚ Your Grace‚” answered Lady Allisterd. “But if you release me‚ you’ll find me more helpful.” “Why were you sentenced to death?” he asked. “My father was sick so I went back here to take care of him. Then a fat Lord coming from the north came to our house and asked about my husband.
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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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Why do I come running back to you all the time? You aren’t a good lunch lady. In fact‚ you’re extremely rude. But you always make the best mystery meat. Always topping it with... Cheese? Or is it onions? I just can’t get enough. Doris‚ I might propose to you so I can eat this mystery meat for the rest of my life. I catch a whiff of the meat as it lands on my tray. The best smell in the world. I deliriously walk back to my seat at the lunch table‚ consumed with love for the meat and Doris. Her hairnet
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This year I decided to interview Mrs. Jackie Hammers‚ the choral director of our Jr. High School. I have a love for music and she was a very inspirational teacher when I was younger‚ so I felt the need to ask her about her job. Mrs. Hammers is like I said a music teacher‚ but to be more direct she teaches 7th grade general music and is the choral or vocal music director at the school. Her daily routine consists of the following‚ taking attendance and watching the morning announcements before class
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