Absolutely nothing in this known world can break the silence—the room was lifeless. The floorboard painfully cries under the teacher’s fantastic high-heeled shoes; it invades the monastic stillness. Under the scrawls of a madman‚ written in a jet-black marker that has seen the end of its days a long time ago‚ slivers of the once pure whiteboard remains. My eyes dart towards the window as I stare at the barren tree branches; they shiver‚ afraid‚ in the thick cold and velvety air of winter. As my stoic
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Descriptive Essay On a hot summer day‚ the only good place to go is to the lake. You would go out to the lake to enjoy the water‚ the sun‚ the activities that are happening‚ or just to be with family and friends. When you’re at the lake‚ there are some very distinct smells. The hickey smell of campfire smoke always lets you know that there are marshmallows and hotdogs being roasted. You’ll never want to touch your hair from putting your fingers on the sticky marshmallow‚ to me it’s just crazy
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Attitudes about Writing How do you feel about writing academic papers? Writing academic papers covers many topics‚ there informative and studious. It is different from ordinary writing; may require research‚ references and points of view. Academic writing teaches one how to capture and hold the readers attention. Although new in this arena‚ I enjoy the reading and writing of assignments. As time passes‚ I expect to improve on my writings. If you have enjoyed writing in the past‚ what
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person!‚" Josh said as we took it all in. Since we met during at a gathering at an old friends’ house‚ Josh and I had dreamed to traveled extensively through the world together‚ from the canals of Venice and Amsterdam to the mountains of Austria and Italy‚ but Iceland was our main place of excitement to visit. The surrounding lava field resembled something you would only see you in your wildest dreams‚ with huge moss-covered rocks haphazardly compiled on the ground‚ and funnels of steam rising to meet
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local library. Everywhere you looked‚ there were neat rows of books‚ bean bags‚ and comfortable leather chairs. I can hear the muffled stillness and the occasional laughter of children‚ and I can picture the librarian’s blank face when I asked her about Cape Grim. I followed her instructions and found myself at Dewey decimal 994.4‚ Australia -- non-fiction. There was only a small stack of books from
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orthodontists’ antics. Three years of middle school finally behind her. Three years making the most awkward era of her life are in the past. People say that going through puberty sucks‚ but she had it worse than most. She had a hell of an experience. About the time she had her first period‚ she had something called The Expander put in her mouth. What it did was have her screaming in pain as that bridge of death tried to stretch the roof of her mouth because her mouth was too small. It didn’t actually
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Le Fou was a spectacular musician who loved to perform in front of spectators‚ and he loved playing all assortments of instruments. But by far‚ his favorite was the harp. Le Fou was infatuated by all string instruments‚ almost to the point of insanity. He enjoyed the feeling of the soft but coarse cords against his fingers. So when Le Fou heard the rumor of the golden harp he was obsessed‚ he had to find this “magical instrument”. Fortunately‚ Le Fou was born into a wealthy family and had inherited
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Imagine you just finished working your nine to five job and your boss is livid at you for not finishing your project by its deadline. You’re frustrated and want to get home. You stroll into the subway station and board the train en route to your house. You take a seat at the back of the train and just sit there with anguish on your mind. The train shuts its doors and the train starts moving forward. It’s a chilly winter evening and there’s a thunderstorm brewing outside. The wind is fierce‚ ricocheting
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I rush downstairs as fast as a five year old with snow pants a pink puffy jacket could. I put on my warmest socks that I packed and sit down on the couch so my mom can put on my snow boots. It’s 2007 and my parents decide to take us to our grandparents house in Vermont for our school vacation. We’re getting ready to go sledding on the Mount Snow golf course. After we all have our winter clothes on‚ we head outside. We all gather up the best sleds and start our journey to the hill. Me‚ being the
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anxiety. My body as still as a statue. I gazed at the people then over to Cinderella. Spouting the lines to her in a shaky manner. Eventually the play escalated to the iconic song sung by miss Godmother‚ “Bippity Boppity Boo”. I already felt shaky about speaking but the singing was much worse. My voice cracked during it‚ letting me hear a crowd of laughter afterwards. At that moment‚ I realized being an actor wasn’t for me. I couldn’t even handle the laughter‚ so I already knew if I got a bad play
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