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    The Rollercoaster! There was a hectic day lying ahead of me; the car park was more or less full now. Sun cream was slapped on by worried mothers and sun caps were plonked on top of children’s heads. Smiling faces jumped around‚ excited about the day ahead. The sun was beaming bright onto my face and I could see cars aligned together‚ in orderly rows like soldiers on parade. Walking towards the rusty and rigid gates of the theme park‚ they opened slowly and excited children flooded in. In the distance

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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 lazy afternoon sun plants hot kisses on the nape of my neck as I drift up the garden path and towards the house. It’s the kind of heat that dries out your skin and chaps your lips. Towing an armful of bulky paper shopping bags‚ I slip through the side gate‚ shaded by the sweet smelling jasmine that climbs up the wooden fence palings. “Monet!” I shout‚ my eyes dart back and forth‚ surveying the empty yard. A heavy silence follows. My forehead prickles with worry when no little white dog with

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    Standing in the blazing sun I could feel my heart racing as I carefully scanned the field for the ball. I could see Choochi had possession and he was running towards me with a sinister smile. He took a stance a few feet away from me and gave me a nod as his leg swung back. Before I was able to see his foot make contact with the ball I heard it in the net behind me. He walked slowly towards me mockingly mirroring my facial expression. I saw his lips moving but I couldn’t hear over the rumbling. “Rumbling

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    The water is calm and undisturbed‚ not a ripple in the pool. A rush of ice water envelopes my body as I dive into the pool. I open my eyes and wait for them to focus in my new environment. As I come up for air‚ I smell the strong scent of chlorine around me. As I begin my first set of laps‚ water rushes into my mouth as I come up for air‚ the taste of chlorine is soon stuck in my mouth. Half way through my second lap‚ I hear the sounds of splashing and what sounds like cannonballs as people begin

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    It is a bright sunny day; the sky a soft shade of blue and a slight breeze in the air. It was a day of beauty‚ a day with no soul inside but rather enjoying the delightfulness outside. Stepping out‚ the concrete on the porch is steamed just enough to stand on bare foot. Off in the distance is the vision of feet coming into sight every couple of seconds as the swing is pushed up. Drivers pass in cars‚ each in their own trail of thoughts. The windows of every car are rolled all the way down and diverse

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    1/21/14 Bumps and Bruises I’m tired and restless after a mentally draining day at school. There are blurred lights and angry drivers all around me as the tires of my car grind against the cold concrete. My dad pulls into the back parking lot and signals for me to get out of the car. I groan‚ knowing that I am in for a long practice‚ and slowly drag myself out of the front seat. I lug my hockey bags out of the trunk‚ and they become another nagging reminder of the grueling workout I’m

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    I woke up one April morning with the chickadees chirping rapidly in the tree branches. I threw my pants and socks on and rushed down the stairs as the smell of fresh bread assaulted my nose. Mom was already awake and greeted me with a slice of crispy toast‚ the butter was perfectly melted and seeped into the crust one squeeze‚ and it oozed out and dripped on the floor. Once I put my boots on‚ my feet were excited and before I knew it‚ I was flying out the door. One step outside and the smell of melting

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    I sigh lowering into an old wooden chair seated in a corner of the small shop I happened upon. Placing my warm drink on the rickety table‚ I stare out a nearby window and give a slight shiver. Grabbing the edges of my worn wool coat I pull the old coat tighter. The action doesn’t do much itself‚ but it makes me feel better. I look outside again‚ my eyes drifting over dull‚ empty markets‚ the slow rain drizzles down the pane of glass as I continue to look outside. A heavy cloud of gray has been hanging

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    I stop at the edge of the graveyard. I am thoroughly equivocal about what to do. The wind whistles through the trees and the branches rattle the windows of a nearby building. My hands clutch the handlebars of my bike. I stare in the dark at the text message on my phone-- “ meet me in the graveyard at 9:00 and I’ll give you the photo.” My mind implores me to turn around‚ but my heart compels me to keep moving. The rain changes from a drizzle to a downpour. A whooshing sound startles me and I look

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