The morning air brought chills across the land. Trees shook and snow flurried about the ground creating the mountain smog. The cold metal of the chair lift endured the morning breeze comfortably‚ while the two on it sat silently tucking themselves away from the frigid air. Puffs of clouds rose from both of their mouths as they breathed in the rejuvenating gusts‚ only to disappear from sight within a few seconds. The quiet breath of the mountain and the groaning of the iron monoliths holding the two
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decided to go out for a walk. I loved how the warm breeze felt against my face. While walking‚ not even noticing where I was going‚ I turned a sharp corner and nothing was there but a dirt path and forest surrounding it. I walked on‚ day-dreaming about how this place looked like a fairytale. When there was a sudden change‚ there was a small gap leading into the forest where there was a river. The river curled in all directions and the calm‚ smooth surface looked trusting‚ and inviting. I stepped
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English Snow Winter is my favorite time of the year. The snow is my favorite thing about winter. Snow is precipitation in the form of ice. That is form within clouds when the temperature outside drops to 30 degrees or below. Every year around November and December‚ it starts to fall. The snow is important to me because it bring me joy. Watching the snow fall is very peaceful. It falls without a sound unlike rain. There are a lot of things to do to with snow. Like making huge snow
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Something any soccer player wants most than anything in the world‚ a President’s Cup championship. Practice is the reason for these types of tournaments. All the practice and extra work I put in payed off. I put in so much hard word and dedication‚ you wouldn’t believe. We had to do a lot of conditioning and drills to get to this point. My team and I worked ourselves to the point of breakage. We worked all summer for this moment. We played against higher level teams to make us better‚ and that was
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The adrenaline pumped through my veins. My heart was beating so loud and fast. There was the ball‚ held in the referee’s hands‚ about to be thrown up into the air. I stood a few feet behind the boy on the opposite team‚ poised and ready to catch the ball when my teammate smacked it toward me. Oh‚ I was so nervous. Suddenly the basketball hit my stomach with incredible force. It bounced off and rolled away on the floor to be picked up by the opposite team. The game had begun‚ and I had already dropped
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Cory Hansen Van Alphen English 101 141 11 October 2012 Childhood When I was a baby‚ the world was a lot different. Everything was incredibly bright‚ or awfully dark. I was remarkably happy‚ or I was terribly scared. I lived in a world of extremes. I was trapped on an elevator that soared to the top floor in an instant‚ and plummeted to the basement the next. Nothing‚ not one feeling‚ not one moment in time‚ lasted long enough for me to explore. Then‚ as I stood up for the first time‚ the elevator
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Reaching the 10 mile mark to get back to the original camping site got everyone happy but the happiness soon died as the dark clouds caved our heads and tiny little droplets fell down like bullets. The strong wind howled through the river and the thunder roared. Trees on the side started dancing and leaves clapped their hands. My canoe started rocking harder and harder from side to side allowing the big waves to come into my canoe. Three canoes was already ahead of us and another just went past
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This Short story by Ambrose Bierce is excellent in terms with the plot‚ sense of time and descriptive writing. After reading the story what I favor most about this story is the use of time and how it keeps the reader interested from the start to the end with its imagery and exquisite description. In the beginning‚ the outlook appears to be dark as the main character Peyton Farquhar‚ is being hanged. “The man’s hands were behind his back‚ the wrists bound with a cord. A rope closely encircled his
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Life in Dormitory I don’t want to be restricted. I am a foreign college student‚ which means I have to live in the dormitory. However‚ the life of dormitory is absolutely opposite to my expectation. The more I expect the more I loses hope. From the first time I move into the dormitory‚ I get limit and be eager to move out. My life in the dormitory is just like a nightmare. Before 8:10 a.m.‚ the first class in the morning‚ I had already felt powerless due to the dormitory rules. In the
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Living on the horse farm has to be the most memorable part of my life. Surrounded by fresh air‚ wide-open space‚ and peaceful‚ natural sounds‚ I cherished every minute spent with the horses. The hot‚ humid summers were always the laziest parts of life on the farm. Rising early in the damp morning‚ I tried to get outside and start my daily chores before the inevitable heat struck the air. Breathing the crisp‚ morning air‚ winding through the maze of wagging tails and drooling mouths toward the sliding
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