BRIANCA LE Creative writing: Belonging A swirl of heat engulfed the outline of my body‚ its elongated fingers clawed at the edges of my jaw line. Their torturing grips strangled me through the airport security doors. The smell of oil and putrid stench of armpit wafted around my nostrils. Its odour gradually deprived me of rationality and soon dizziness overcame me. Before I knew it‚ I stood in front of a taxi‚ outside the airport and already heading towards a thin Vietnamese driver. His bony elbow
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Imaginative Writing ENG340/Creative Writing May 16‚ 2011 Imaginative Writing Introduction Wondering the day to day lives of people‚ the kid’s thoughts and feelings to see their father walk out the door. Do they ever wonder is this the last time I am going to see him. Mammie and Daddy have been fighting every day‚ no more smiles‚ no more family time‚ all you hear fighting words of anger no expression of love. Where did it all good. Mammie and Daddy only say don’t worry about it just go to
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Prunveer Palia June.12/2014 Creative Writing #2- The Reputation of a Pencil Blk: C It was a day that changed my life forever. I could recall the events that happened on that dreadful and tensed day. It was the final horrific exam that I would encounter in my high school career. It was the final exam for the English twelve provincial‚ which was worth an astonishing 40% of my final grade. Prior to the final exam‚ my day started off with the sun smiling at me as its
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Creative Writing 2. She lay there in a pathetic huddle of glass and blood‚ whimpering softly as the overwhelming stench of betrayal seeped out of the bundle of bones which had become her body. She certainty knew how to draw a crowd in. He watched them watching her; the do-gooders‚ the neighbourhood watch‚ the office workers; even the man from the corner shop snaking around her fragile‚ vulnerable body. Each of them carried a concerned look‚ muttering words of sympathy‚ occasionally
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Creative Writing Prompts 1. You’re digging in your garden and find a fist-sized nugget of gold. 2. Write about something ugly — war‚ fear‚ hate‚ cruelty — but find the beauty (silver lining) in it. 3. The asteroid was hurtling straight for… 4. Write about your early memories of faith‚ religion‚ or spirituality; yours or someone else’s. 5. 5. Silvery flakes drifted down‚ glittering in the bright light of the harvest moon. The blackbird… 6. The detective
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IN COMPOSING: 4 to 5 pages should be written in this task‚ out of 15 marks. Make explicit reference to and use these words- belonging/ not belonging/exclusion and synonyms. Consider: Exploring a shift from belonging to not belonging and alienation The nature of belonging in this situation Motives‚ catalysts Consequences‚ results‚ effects Feelings and attitudes Use key social identities that anchor or challenge belonging: family‚ friends‚ race‚ ethnicity‚ religion‚ class lifestyle
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Creative writing As I wind down my window piercing sounds of cicada instantaneously bash my ear drums with their high pitched drill echoing into the bush. Hot air swells into the open window‚ and is being pushed back out by the ice cold air conditioning which effortlessly hums out of the vents. The strong sweet smell of summer fills my nostrils with every breath I take. It was just like I had left it so many years ago. The rigid road leaves a enormous dust cloud behind me. It feels like I am a
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Creative Writing I jump back as a black feline shoots across the path in-front of me. I catch a glimpse of its matted fur; a screeching hiss pierces the night air as it encounters a mammal in the undergrowth. They say a black cat at night is bad luck‚ but I honestly doubt my luck could get any worse in light of recent events. “Get out‚ you don’t belong here anymore”‚ “Just looking at you makes me sick. Leave now and get out of our lives”. It’s funny how the ones who are meant to love you the most
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Creative Writing: The Chase from the view of the chased Leaving the jewelry store at a rather accelerated pace‚ a common‚ plain- clothed man with a parcel tucked under his arm jumped into his white‚ slightly dirtied Ford Bronco. He then hurriedly concealed the package under the front passenger seat making certain to prevent it from being seen from people passing by. He then tore out of the parking lot attempting to avoid drawing attention to himself or his accompanying bundle. He knew it would
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English Creative Writing The soft cushions‚ the filtered light fell upon the faded‚ dusty dark carpet. “She was a good woman‚ your Grandmother‚ she taught me a lot‚” said Jenna‚ trying to comfort me in my despair. I didn’t reply because it would encourage more of her pointless words of sympathy‚ adding to the awkwardness of the situation. “Would you like to hear about our experience at the lake in the summer of 1965?” Jenna exclaimed. Although I did not want more pathetic words of comfort‚ this
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