MOM!!! Come on we have to get going. LeTesia said. “Girl don’t rush me we’ll be leaving in a little bit”. Her mom said. LeTesia was so anixous to leave for their California to Las Vegas trip. So 30min later Letesia came out of her room and said “Let’s hit the road V fam” { Velasquez was their last name so she calls her family V fam} So they got their bags and got packed up in the rental car that they are going take. So when they left their driveway LeTesia said Ms. little Diva is going to Cali.
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The next morning‚ as Mr. Johnson woke up‚ he knew it was a perfect day‚ to ruin. It was a dark‚ cloudy day with a slight drizzle and a bad mood in the air. The bad mood of course was Mr. Johnson. For breakfast he had soggy oatmeal‚ without brown sugar. He slowly put his clothes on for the day and walked out the apartment door. Halfway down the street as he is walking to the old bus stop he notices young Edward‚ the paper boy hurriedly riding his bike down the sidewalk trying not to be late. Without
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The empty room echoing my thoughts was getting too much. Continuously reliving what had happened yesterday was making it even worse .The piercing shrill of her scream coming to a sudden halt. The smell of burnt rubber leaving behind a hint of hatred and fury repressed by her killer. My tears blur my vision as I realize that I will never see her mesmerizing emerald green eyes again. Never to see that smile that could light up a whole room. The worst part of this is that this was all undeniably
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Seventy days‚ that’s how long it took me to figure out that I belonged to a cult. I mean‚ not like a super “culty” cult. Like‚ we met in a shed and played video games. But enough to call it you know‚ that. When I came into the cult‚ Max told me‚ “Pass the Pringles‚ they’re beside the PS4.” I didn’t know that was my first test or my first and only rule. I passed him the Pringles. He smiled‚ his eyes lit up like tiny fires. He sat back down on his bean bag chair and made some jokes. Easily‚ he transitioned
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The nearest of the dead quickly picked up on the commotion going on down the road. The beeping of the horn and the barking of the dog might as well been a dinner bell. “Oh‚ shit what do we do now?” Steaks cried out. “Morgan‚ you asshole‚ you just got us all killed!” Johnny screamed abhorrently while punching the hood of Ruby. “Okay‚ let’s go!” he said pulling his handgun. “We don’t have a choice anymore‚ it’s guns a blazing. Steaks‚ what do you have left in the back of your Caddy
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Jake woke up and did his usual routine. He made his bed‚ brushed his teeth‚ got on his work clothes‚ and headed off in his truck. Most of the town’s folk admired Jake. Jake was a pretty wealthy man. He drove a red‚ shiny Ford pick-up truck that could go as fast as any other car in the town. Jake has had it for more than five years‚ but he always makes sure it looks good. Jake has been single his whole life single. He’s 24 and still is searching his whole life for a perfect girl. Jake doesn’t realize
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David Velonà We cannot belong without understanding our identity Through the hot‚ cloudless days in the back of North Queensland there is always something beside the sun watching you from the sky. Over the line of the hills or above the long stretches of plains‚ a black dot swings round and round: and its circles rise slowly or fall slowly‚ or simply remain at the same height‚ swinging in endless indolent curves‚ while the eyes watch the miles of earth below‚ and the nine-foot wingspan remains motionless
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Prompt: Scars The sounds of gunshots and rapid explosions pierce through Roy Mustangs ears. A grenade had detonated A few feet away from him‚ forcing him to fall into the ground below. The shrill cry of the woman he loves filled the dusty atmosphere around him. He frantically looked around‚ his eyesight obscured from the smoke. As it began to clear‚ Riza Hawkeye laid across the hot desert‚ the sand soaking up her blood from a leg that was blown away with the blast. She was holding her open wound
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My growing dog who love to mess up things My dog Trek was two old when I got him. He was the size of my hand with three different mix of colors‚ which are brown‚ grey and black his coat shines as the sun hit his fur. Trek also love to just rip into things that was just uncalled for. I tried to find ways to stop him but I was barely around. Trek was the first puppy I have ever gotten. I’ll spoil him just for the fun of it. I could not believe how small he was. He was nothing but the size of a tennis
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Equestrian Ignoramus Another witty title could be Butterflied Boy‚ but I’ll stick with the aforementioned. Often on our PA excursions‚ we’d venture over to the nearby horse ranch‚ and punch a few doggies and saddle up. (Why did ranch hands punch their dogs?) It was another nice culture shocking day out. Ahh!...The nice potpourri of Pocono pines and horse shit. The shit smell assaulted your nostrils‚ but amazingly you got accustomed to it. As all of us kids screwed around and
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