I pulled the trigger. Bang‚ bang‚ bang. Two shots for each police officer that stood before me. I wasn’t high. I wasn’t drunk. And I definitely wasn’t crazy… “I guess the reason I shot them is because I felt trapped. At least that’s the reason I keep telling myself.” “So that’s the reason”‚ said the lawyer. “I guess. I mean‚ I don’t really have a reason. I just did it.” “Did you know who the officers were?” “No‚ sir. All I truly know is that I killed them‚ which makes me the murderer. I have
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In the Fall of 2010‚ I watched my first televised football game from beginning to end. I sat down beside my older brother‚ Nick‚ and watched him as he analyzed every play of a Green Bay Packers game. He would scream at the tv when a bad play happened but would rejoice when a good one followed. I wanted to be just like him and know everything about football. I watched every game that season and annoyingly asked Nick every question that came to mind throughout the year. On February 6th‚ 2011 the Green
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I was barely twelve years old when I first met Livi. She stood under the tree patiently‚ beckoning me with a large‚ red bow wrapped around her. Her screen gleamed with pride as she watched a look of excitement fill my face. Awestruck by her beauty‚ I gently enclosed her in my hands before racing up the stairs. For the next few months‚ my protectiveness continued‚ and I spent almost every waking moment with Livi. She was beside me to wake me in the morning‚ chat with me during school‚ and entertain
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ground crunched under my feet‚ It was so dark I couldn’t see them. The wind was howling and the rain poured from the sky. We could see the storm in the horizon. The chickens were running around the yard. Dad comes out yelling that the fence broke. 2. Loud engines‚ the Adrenalin rushing through my veins. Out here i feel invisible‚ the track is my happy place with the crowds and lights nothing could touch me. Got my helmet pressing against my cheeks. Next step I put my hands on the steering wheel. Finally
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My heart ached more than my broken leg as I stared at the trophy across from the gym‚ mocking me‚ telling me I wasn’t good enough. The doctor said he wasn’t sure if I would be able to play in the state championship‚ but I sure earned it‚ the team needed me. I got up using my crutches as a guide‚ and walked across the room‚ to the face of the trophy that made me the most nervous‚ then looked at the basketball hoop south of it. My baby sat their all sad and lonely‚ like he hasn’t seen me in years‚
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Creative Writing He had stood that day‚ the world’s foremost spokesman of popular government‚ saying that democracy was yet worth fighting for… He incarnated the assurances and pretenses of popular government‚ implied that if could and might perish from the earth… He did not assume that the drafted soldiers‚ substitutes‚ and bounty – paid privates had died willingly under Lee’ shot and shell‚ in deliberate consecration of themselves to the Union cause. His cadences sang the ancient song that
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Descriptive Writing – The forest. [pic] A crisp winter morning and there was a frosty chill in the air. A sweet surrendering scent of the moist morning dew that cascades all around the sublime forest. The mixed cool autumn leaves from the tall trees lay scattered on the forest floor; they were in the motion of turning a brittle brown. There was the sound of shattered glass that emphasised the leaves being crunched‚ as if you were to step on them‚ pushing their papery remains deep into the
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Analyzation of Two Poems Melinda Polom September 12‚ 2013 I will first be giving to you‚ my analyzation of the short poem‚ titled‚ "First Fig"‚ written by author‚ Edna St. Vincent Millay‚ who was born in the year of 1892‚ and died in the year of 1950. I am at first‚ making the assumption that‚ when the author is speaking about a candle‚ which "burns at both ends"‚ that she must be comparing a candle‚ and the "light that it gives out”‚ using the candle‚ as a symbol‚ or as a “representative”
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Creative Writing Tips 1. What ideas about Identity are you going to convey in your creative? First of all‚ let’s start with thinking about Identity ideas‚ rather than the creative piece itself. You should choose 2-3 ideas that you think you want to write about or that you find the most interesting. If you’re unsure about what ideas about Identity there are – just think about the ones in your essay! It could be things like: •Belonging and identity: belonging gives us a sense of identity. •Identity
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the lot in a beeline towards the edge of the stores‚ turning the corner and clinging to the walls of the building as a drizzle of rain begun. The air was humid and produced a metallic aroma. He was nearing the large cubes of air conditioning units behind the buildings‚ and they drowned the small noises of the swaying trees and crunching leaves. Living as he was‚ he had begun to pick up the noises they made. He entered a familiar‚ worn trail that widened near the back entrance of the stores. The drizzle
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