Savannah Neely October 3‚ 2013 The Haunted House As I stood‚ staring bleakly at the dilapidated house. Chills ran down my spine. I forgot my jacket‚ I thought to myself. The twojackets‚ three pairs of pants‚ 4 pairs of fuzzy socks‚ and boots could not keep me warm against the deathly cold. The walkway up to house were cracked. Weeds emerged out from these cracks. Briars were growing wildly in thick batches by the gate. The moonlight cast a
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white wooden door to my one-story house that contains four bedrooms‚ we have our new brown suede couches. In the front corner there’s a 50” plasma TV rested on a glass TV stand with different types of systems laying on the shelves including a stereo‚ DVD player‚ and a cable box. By our brick fireplace there is a really tall 80’s speaker along with another one laying on top of the wall. When you first walk through my door and look straight you there’s the kitchen‚ most kitchens on my block are rather
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I remember‚ as a child‚ my first trip to the carnival. I stood at the entrance‚ my small hand held firmly by a larger one belonging to a much more confident adult‚ as I took in my surroundings. The flashing lights‚ the music and screaming all had me gawking at anything and everything that my eyes happened upon. What caught and kept my attention were the rides that seemed to torture their occupants. It still amazes me that average‚ ordinary people eagerly trade in the serenity and security of
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Bloody Mary ENG121 Bloody Mary “She’s hideous!” Said my best friend Brando‚ short for Brandon. “Just do it!” he kept saying‚ along with his brother Kevin. I was afraid. “Don’t be such a pussy.” Kevin yelled as he pushed me forward‚ almost knocking me off my feet and into the cross street at the top of our cul-de-sac. That was where the house stood. Directly across Mountain Ave. That was where she would appear‚ the “hideous” woman. The one we all called Bloody Mary. All you had
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I had been waiting for this morning to come for four years. In a few hours it came and went‚ but it was an important time in my life. Graduation day was the end of one life and the beginning of a new life with different problems‚ worries and joys. While walking in the theater‚ I had seen hundreds of parents‚ grandparents‚ children‚ and even alumni students’. My family was there‚ excited and cheering for me because I had finally made it. I was backstage getting ready for the walk on stage and
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Caffeine Crazed! The thin mound of rewarding foam that separated my lips from that first sip of scorching hot coffee mimics a snow capped mountain that I could hold in the palm of my hand. This 16 ounce cup of deep brown coffee altered in color by the rich off white creamer making it a smooth caramel tint packed a powerful punch‚ when I know I’ll be going for unforgiving amount of time it makes for a quick boost in the morning. The sweet distinctive smell of ground coffee beans fills your nostrils
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Michael T. Elliott Mrs Maria Fidler English 1301 Sunday‚ June 23rd Crossfit I was exposed to Crossfit while I was stationed at Ramstein AB‚ Germany. Most people take a look at a posted workout or video‚ of elite Crossfit athletes and get intimidated or scared. They shouldn’t! The workouts that get posted to these sites are made for the more advanced‚ elite athletes. Crossfit is a new idea and like all new things‚ you either love it or you hate it. However‚ Crossfit brings something new
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ranch-style house in southern California‚ my stomach was howling for attention‚ waiting for a scrumptious meal to help ease its hunger. My aunt’s house was filled with the rich scent of roasted chicken and garlic‚ a smell that would drench my taste buds when I would have eaten mammal flesh. I could almost smell the tenderness of the succulent meat as it baked in the oven while mashed potatoes churned in melted creamy butter. The smells of a fulfilling feast vanished when my unwary sense of smell detected a
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An Unmistakable Presence of Peace Places of serenity hold captive the fondest pieces of our memory. We walk on the hard‚ cold stone path barefoot. The air is filled with the aroma of gardenia. The cool‚ crisp breeze slices through the humid atmosphere. The wind-chimes sing their songs of sharp‚ staccato notes. The forest seemingly forever expands over the flat land of Louisiana. The rustle of the leaves of 100 year old oak trees in the wind reminds us of the outside world we had momentarily left
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of my favorites‚ not for the fall decorations‚ or the plethora of Football games‚ but for the food. Ah‚ the food‚ when I was a little girl‚ I used to be awakened by the smell of the savory butter that was melting atop the stove‚ as I heard the sweet onions being chopped‚ I knew it was starting; the beginning of the Thanksgiving feast. As I got up and wiped the sleep dust from my eyes‚ I anxiously ran into the kitchen shouting “Nana‚ can I help‚ please Nana?” As my grandmother looked into my sweet
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