Germany’s crisp winter air crept beneath the door as the beige-brown blanket held me tight. My phone read 11:30 pm and my eyelids began to feel heavy and started to slide down like blinds on a window. My body jolted as my phone vibrated in my hand. Tyson had sent me a text. It sounds cliché but Tyson was my everything. He was as tall as a tree and whenever we walked together I felt like an ant next to a skyscraper. His eyes were made of little caramel candies and they sparkled when the sunlight hit
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I woke up this morning to the sound of my alarm clock‚ charming like church bells when it strikes noon. I open my eyes; it’s bright from the early morning sun gleaming through the cracks of my blinds‚ bouncing off the four walls. As I lay in my bed thinking about today’s chores‚ they run through my head like a batter just hitting a home run. I finally motivate myself enough to walk down a flight of stairs that feels like a lifetime to go down. A silence breaks through the dusty air that I feel is
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The colour black never represented me in any way‚ it had nothing to do with my nature‚ until now. Like an owl roaming around the lower east side of New York streets‚ we created the dark shadow of terror. Our masculine body armoured with a leather jacket and painted with absurd tattoos made society turn their heads towards the ground as we walk pass. As the sun goes down‚ the innocence of New York sleeps‚ while the predators hunt for their next victim. It was icy cold‚ yet we could bare it all.
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essay. The thick‚ burnt scent of roasted coffee tickled the tip of my nose just seconds before the old‚ faithful alarm blared a distorted top-forty through its tiny top speaker. Wiping away the grit of last night’s sleep‚ the starch white sunlight blinded me momentarily as I slung my arm like an elephant trunk along the top of the alarm‚ searching for the snooze button. While stretching hands and feet to the four posts of my bed‚ my eyes opened after several watery blinks. I crawled out of the comforter
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The violent rattle of the train crawling along the tracks shook me awake. If only it had been a dream. I lifted my head and looked around‚ taking in the sheer horror that marked everyone’s face. The tears‚ the sweat‚ the cries of the children. I closed my eyes‚ took a deep breath‚ and stood up. I could barely move around the cramped car‚ but I looked up to the window. The bleak landscape rushed by‚ just as it had yesterday‚ and all I could think of is where we were going. Somewhere in Poland‚ someone
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the sand between my toes and the water streaming around my body. I gazed at the horizon. The only thing I could see was the luminous sun and blue sky. The brisk water proceeds up my legs and to my torso as I stroll into the water. I submerged into the water and opened my eyes. All I could see was a blue-green ray of blurriness. I appeared out of the water and flipped my sopping‚ wet hair back and combed my hand through it. I saw back to shore. Feeling relaxed I walked to my towel I flopped onto
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The wind pushed my long chestnut hair into my face and brushed against the hem of my favorite peacoat. I always noticed this as I walked from the parking lot to the school‚ but lately I noticed something new. Even though it’s a short walk‚ maybe a hundred feet or less‚ I always feel like it’s the loneliest time for anyone. Everyone walks alone‚ contained within their own thoughts. I wonder if anyone else feels trapped in their own head like I do? That’s the thought running through my head when I enter
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came across my empty house. I sat on the small wooden dock at the edge of the lake which happens to be in the middle of a grove of trees in a small valley with two giant mountains looming on both sides and a third off in the distance. An old rusty fishing pole lying next to me gently rising and falling as the waves flowed under the dock‚ as I stick another small slimy worm on the end of my best and most trusted hook‚ a hook that has seen almost as many fish as I have‚ a hook that my father used to
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My Trip to a Baseball Stadium My first trip to a baseball stadium was an experience that will make a long lasting impression on me. Having played on a little league team and having the experiences of playing on a little league field‚ it is nothing compared to what I saw the first time. It was a night game in the month of May. It was a warm night the bright yellowish-orange sun hit my body; my excitement was growing in anticipation of what was going to be a completely new experience for me‚ I was
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only me and the gloom of the night‚ I lighted up a cigarette and I was thinking deeply about my life‚ yes my life‚ really messed up I don’t know any more what I was doing;I had a great family but I have left them for another women‚ she is fantastic but when I see my daughter.I understand that I’ve lost her‚ forever. Everything has changed not only my life but also every face I meet it seems different‚ my friends‚ but does the friendship exist? How does it feel being faithful and trustable? I really
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