Still Mediocre Writing‚ but Improving The first paper was finally written‚ and I did better than I thought I would have. The process of writing is something I am still trying to grasp. With having to take a writing class last semester. It made me better prepared for Composition 1. Then after receiving my first paper back‚ I know it actually did prepare me. I would have been lost without that class‚ and struggling to get ideas out of my head and onto paper. Know I realize what my strengths are and
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scattered over the marbled tiles in our hotel bathroom. The soft sand between my toes felt like fuzzy socks as I ran to meet the ocean’s tide. The foaming water washed away the sand as well as the stress I had accumulated at the airport. My worries about not having my parents with me and being in a new place fled as I watched the sun set behind the tall
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disappointment. The pit in my stomach only got bigger as I thought about all that I had given this game whether it was the grueling track workouts every summer‚ the demanding practices‚ or the strenuous nine months of rehab I went through just to strap up my helmet again. It was at this moment - as the salty taste of my sweat and tears dripped into my mouth - that I knew how much I loved this game and how much I would miss everything about
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my classes and have wanted to stop and enjoy it every time. It is very interesting to sit down and observe the space and people around you. Seeing what spaces attract people and how they interact with them is something I have never really thought about. The others around me look like they are coming here for the same reason I do. To feel as if you are in nature instead of an old building. This first week of college‚ I have realized you don’t get to spend much time outside.
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Zarja G. ESSAY #: About a person They say you will never forget the person you first laid your eyes on. A tinny glimpse‚ which you probably do not remember‚ although it somehow stayed in your heart. Not the picture but the feeling you had when you saw him/her. The feeling of warmth‚ safety and joy. Without them you feel lost not really yourself. Somehow they are a part of you‚ a part of your world‚ your heart. For me that is my mother. Her voice calms me down. After moving to Vienna I was a
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in everyone’s eyes and decide to take a picture. The enthusiasm in my nana’s eyes started to glow up the gym. We are all anxious about hearing the name “Jakob Dickey”. There is no other feeling like it. The sparkling glow was attacking the air from my Aunt Kim’s excitement. No one knew if he would make it‚ but we were so glad he did. This was the moment he was about to graduate. This would be his shining night‚ and the glow of their smiles showed it. It felt like hours before they started to call
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checks. This time something was different. I see a guard broadcasting to a fellow officer for assistance a small number of cells down from me. I feel a cold shiver ran down my back. This occurs far too often for me to not realise what is happening. About 30 seconds has gone and every inmate in C block is gazing at the phenomenon. A rush of Correctional Officers burst into the open box. I catch a glimpse of one holding a black plastic zip
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computer laptop. We’ll‚ it’s not actually mine because everyone uses it so I will not refer to it as mine. We’ve had it for about 7 months. Prior to this laptop we had a desktop computer. We had to get a laptop because the desktop computer malfunctioned due to a thunderstorm where it was struck by lightning. Anyway I’m supposed to be describing the laptop so that’s what I’m about to do in the next few paragraphs. The laptop is black. It has a silver logo on top of the face. It also has black buttons
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I was pulled into the waters by the current. My heart pounded against the waters. My eyes were tightly shut‚ and I could feel my hair slapping my face wildly. For a moment‚ I forgot how to breathe. And then it hit me‚ I was about to drown. What should I do‚ this was it‚ this is so the end‚ all these thoughts ran through my brain. I felt suffocated under the pressure‚ but I calmed myself down. I tried to kick my feet loose from the seaweed. Once I freed myself‚ I kicked up to
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Someone shuffles next to me who coughs weakly vibrating the bed. Puzzled‚ my neck twists around to catch myself gawping at the same golden eyes. Occasional snorts and grunts escape from the loftier man who hovers over shielding her from me as if I was about to pounce onto her. I try to question her presence just as her gaze alters to the man followed by the flowing brown colour of her hair. The question queried earlier seemed to bother her as she asks it again but from me. “How come your skin be black
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