It was a typical spring day; flowers stand tall‚ soaking in the sun’s warm rays as they swing in the gentle yet crisp breeze. A song composed of chirping birds slightly overpower the sound of traffic as it is still early in the morning. Macy Jones awoke after a well rested night. Her facial expressions indicate happiness however‚ a way of reality hit‚ quickly transforming the slight smile into a deep frown. Macy Jones is not pretty‚ nor does she feel loved. She often wished her dull brown hair be
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Carina Wallace English 111 Ms. Simmerman Jan. 22‚ 2015 My Second Home I wake up to the sound of laughter downstairs‚ and the smell of fresh hot biscuits in the oven. I sit up drowsily in bed; the sun is shining through the window‚ making little patterns of light on my sheets. I rise‚ feeling the coolness of the wood floor against my feet as they touch the ground. I walk to the closet and grab my faded old jeans; I slip them on‚ buttoning the snap in one fluid movement. I pull open the top drawer
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Childhood is like a magical sand castle on the shore. One moment it is there and the next washed away by the high tide. The beach is a special place through the eyes of an innocent girl. Remembering the warm summer days spent on the beach with her family. Her favorite part is feeling the dry sand trickle through her dainty hands. She explores from day to night trying to unravel the oceans mysteries. The beach contains little things that bring her joy and childhood memories which have not been washed
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Lai Xu Per. 10 2-4-03 A House to Remember I have moved in and out of many houses throughout the years‚ but none of them were as important to me as the house in which I grew up. I must admit that this house‚ although enormous‚ was neither the nicest nor the most comfortable house‚ yet my nostalgic nature has propelled me to treasure that house above all others. Having parted it for almost ten years‚ some details of the house are out of my grasp. The memory of the house now stands as a symbol of
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Christian Mendoza Ms. Sadeghi English 3 P.5 1/5/14 The Walden Project Introduction: Every day I find myself walking into my kitchen and looking out of the stunning window view which allows me to see the skyline and an abundance of beautiful vegetation. The natural thing that I will be observing is the portion of the sky that is viewable from the window in my kitchen. I am ecstatic to begin this project because although I look through that window every day‚ I have never found the time to actually
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so. The paint on the house was old and weathered and some of the bricks were broken and missing which brought out the real age of the house. There was a weird sound that you heard as you entered the doorway that sounded a little like a car that was about to stall out. I later learned that that was the old leaky swamp cooler on top of the house. When you got into the house‚ the smell of Mexican food and cleaning products attacked your nostrils. The living room walls were made of this fake wood-looking
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The Fourth of July Giant flags of red‚ white‚ and blue‚ children shouting in parades‚ spinning noise-makers‚ streamers‚ and centerpieces: sounds like the perfect birthday celebration! But‚ the Fourth of July is more than just the nation’s birthday. It is the countless number of friends and family‚ the perfect weather‚ the backyard barbeques‚ and the brilliant fireworks that light up the night sky. No other holiday makes people feel the same as they do on the Fourth of July. On the Fourth of
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Walking on Sugar “Travis‚ This is so romantic‚” I subtlety joked as we stepped off the porch of our beach house. My mom told me stories of how my dad proposed to her on the beach many years ago‚ “It was just Beautiful” ‚ she use to say‚ but beautiful was an understatement. It was breath taking really just to be in this elegant atmosphere‚ a dream like scene I never wanted to end. The sand looked clean like sugar spread out for miles‚ As it squished between our toes and made our claves ache
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Morning Java Startled by my alarm‚ I stretch my arm out from under the covers and search frantically in the dark to put an end to the obnoxious sound. I feel around for my lamp and switch it on‚ keeping my position until my eyes adjust to the light. Before I ever get out of bed‚ I’m already overwhelmed thinking of my many tasks for the day. When motivation is scarce‚ there is only one thought that brings me out of my cozy‚ warm bed and to my feet. Waiting to be made is a fresh‚ boosting cup
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My Home Suva‚ Fiji Islands was my birthplace‚ I’ve lived there half my life. Being a dot on a globe‚ two separate islands on a map‚ and a small population‚ Fiji is surrounded with grains of sand and salty water. The beach was my playground. Precious memories were left behind when I had to move to a different country with my family‚ but the beach was a place never to be forgotten. The beach is my home where I explored‚ learned‚ and relaxed; it swept up my childhood to the shores as each tide pushes
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