A late December night Like many other nights; it is late and I am tired‚ leaving the bar after my shift and driving home. It must be close to 4o’clock in the morning now; the roads are covered in snow like a cozy white blanket on a cold black night. I seem to be alone on this two lane highway; my headlights are the only ones shining‚ like two beckons in a lighthouse searching for others in the dark. The roads have just been plowed‚ very little is on the pavement but the snow is falling fast‚ within
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10-8-13 It was a warm‚ humid sunny day in West Palm Beach‚ Florida‚ a perfect day for the beach. We all got our blue‚ pink‚ green‚ and red bathing suits on and decided to head to the glorious beach. My mom‚ my little sister K.‚ my nephew D.‚ and I all sat in the car and started to drive to a beach. We weren’t sure which one though‚ but we were going to find the perfect place to spend our day. Every single one of us were anxious to cross that bridge that would lead
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the scented flowers that comes along as the breeze is blowing the scent toward my way. It makes me want to grab the scent with my eager‚ greedy hands. But I can’t because it’s just the wind. It seems that smell is the most noticeable of the five senses. There are many beautiful things to see as the hot‚ scorching day at the beach moves along. Many of these sights are quite mellow. Just lying down on my blanket‚ with my
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bear first and it was very big. The claws on the animal were just crazy big and looked very sharp and it don’t help that my friend decided too yell and throw a stick at it so it stood up on its two back legs and growled and I seen his teeth and they looked so sharp. I yelled at him and was Like are you stupid why would you do that and then the bear started walking towards us and my friends started running and I was like no don’t run but they kept going so I started running and caught up with them and
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Suzuki GsxR-1000 to make a final preparation for my journey. As I push the start button and the bike roaring to life‚ the power vibrates my seat at first and then settles into a soft rumble. I navigate my way through the clutch until I am in the right gear. I engage the throttle and hang on for a fun ride! As I put on the Icon lifejacket and tighten the thick black straps‚ I remind myself to stay calm and not to made stupid or impulsive decision during my journey. It’s easy to lose track of reality when
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Compare-Contrast Essay Eng121: English Composition I (AXC13480) Regina McKinney Professor: Nancy Segovia January 1‚ 2014 A narrative essay is about storytelling for a narrative story to work it must capture and hold the audience attention you must give a clear understanding of your story. A descriptive essay lets you describe in detail what the essay is all about using words that appeal to your sense of smell‚ hearing‚ see‚ touch‚ and taste. A descriptive essay lets you use words that
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Professor Terrence G. Graf English 101 2/25/14 The Grand Canyon I remember my trip to the Grand Canyon in Arizona. It was a few years ago and it was the most breathtaking trip of my life. I remember flying to Arizona because it was a long flight and the plane kept shaking because of the wind outside. The Grand Canyon I believe was or still is one of the Seven Wonders of the World
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Blanco English composition I 03/18/13 Ms. Karen Lecounte United estates have so many historical places that have become popular because of its attractions such as West Virginia‚ Brooklyn‚ new York‚ Largo Key‚ Miami and others‚ On last summer my classmates and I decided to do a field trip to Philadelphia‚ Pennsylvania. We chose this place because of its historical monuments‚ arts museums and literacy writer’s backgrounds. To begin with‚ Philadelphia is fuelled of historical places. One of
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you are as a person. For me‚ one of the most vivid events in my childhood was when I moved from my mom’s house in Nevada to my dad’s house in California when I was seven. My mom made the decision to have me move in with my dad. It was a blazing hot Saturday‚ the kind that you can only find in the suburbs of Las Vegas. I was laying down on the couch‚ watching tv and I could hear my mom talking on the phone in the kitchen. “I’m down to my last $100 and we don’t have any food….She’s your daughter too
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My name is Kamilu. It is the only name I’ve ever heard and now what I call myself. I have grown up in a homeless shelter‚ in the beautiful lands of India. As a child this place never scared me even when I was alone at night with no mother to give me comfort. These old brick walls are my home. It is filled with the only people I’ve known my entire life. The superannuated streets are enclosed by the very building which the emperors lived. The walls are rich as the white pearl of gold. It has been carved
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