Mrs. Amarinthea Moonsamy 50914316 KSK1601‚ Creative Writing Portfolio DECLARATION Name: Amarinthea Moonsamy Student number: 50914316 Module code: KSK1601 Assignment no.: Creative Writing Portfolio I declare that this assignment is my own‚ original work. Where I have used source material‚ it is acknowledged in accordance with departmental requirements. I understand what plagiarism is and I am aware of the departmental policy on it. Signature: _________________ Date: 29 October 2013 Page
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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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I never thought I would ever be in this predicament. I never thought that my own mother would kick me out of my home‚ my home where my mum raised me and feed me for 16 years‚ where she used to call my name sweetly‚ Joshua. Well‚ I have thought about it before. It was the main threat my stepdad‚ Doug used against me whenever I pissed him off. And I pissed him off every day. Maybe I was better off on the streets away from him; well that’s what I like to think. I turned back and gave my old home one
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An hour passed. While trotting along‚ she crosses some worn and rusty train tracks. Weeds and grasses were sprouting between the spaces. It was obvious people weren’t using them anymore. Faustina didn’t even know they had trains running through this area. The railroads are on her map but her house is not. "Why isn’t my own house marked on my map?" Faustina says‚ confused and frustrated. She can vaguely remember the location of her house‚ but having it on her map would be much more useful. She needed
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Deicide The crusted cliff top sighed empathetically in the burning embers of his fiery wake. He sat there‚ gazing upon the gentle planet that the deity’s society had named Earth. Lonely‚ he began to conjure a wheel of fire with his fingers to play with. Behind‚ hiding in the dry trees stood a human-like figure with blue eminence from its eyes. The place he lived in was Valhalla‚ the realm of the Gods‚ an intense dimension that was fashioned for the prosperity of higher beings. This forlorn god sitting
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Petunia and Dudley jumped. “OUT! OUT! I should’ve done it years ago! Owls treating the place like a rest home‚ puddings exploding‚ half the lounge destroyed‚ Dudley’s tail‚ Marge bobbing around on the ceiling‚ and that flying Ford anglia — OUT! OUT! You’ve had it! You’re history! You’re not staying here if some loony’s after you‚ you’re not endangering my wife and son‚ you’re not bringing trouble down on us‚ if you’re going the same way as your useless parents‚ I’ve had it! OUT!” Harry stood
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The day he left‚ I felt lost‚ broken‚ empty. Everything was going to be different. There would be no one to go fishing with on Sunday afternoons‚ no one to help me with my school work—not anymore‚ because he was leaving. Mother told us he would be okay and reassured us every night when we prayed together that he would come back. She said that when the train went whistling by next spring‚ he would be back in our arms‚ safe from all the chaos‚ away from the guns and bombs. We would be able to go fishing
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It is 4 p.m. on Tuesday. What will you do next? Write about your extracurricular pursuits. Why and how do you choose the activities you are involved in? How do your activities reflect your values and affect your school‚ community or the world? (500 words or less) As a young teen I have many hobbies and interests. Sadly‚ only a few of them are practiced after school on weekdays. I am involved in many things so most of my day is always busy. After school I head home and change to attend my ballet
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Fear and adrenaline flowed through me‚ Gunpowder’s mane whipped at my face. With inhuman speed‚ the dark figure was close behind me‚ a sound of hooves becoming louder. It was a nightmare had turned into reality. The bridge...I had to reach the bridge… The sanctuary of the bridge was ahead of me and I cracked the whip and Gunpowder whinnied and raced on ahead‚ an unstoppable force of nature. At last‚ I had reached the bridge. Turning to face the dark figure‚ he had pulled the reins‚ forcing his horse
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Looking into the distance; there floated an insignificant‚ lonely cloud. Separated from its kind. Roosters were cooing early in the morning and her eyes came to life. Just another day. Better get ready she thought. Tired from sleep‚ Angela threw on her largest coat and searched for the door. There was a tingling sensation once she stepped in the white tiled room. At the polished sink‚ Angela reached for her worn-out toothbrush and the Colgate and paused when she caught her reflection‚ watching herself
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