“Mom… I’m not your baby‚ you have Patricia too‚” said Bee. Patricia was Bee’s younger sister that she wasn’t very close to. She had always followed after Auburn and not Bee. Anything Auburn did‚ Pat did. Bee sat at the table allowing her elbows to hold up her posture and waited for breakfast. Her mind wandered elsewhere as she began to think about what Auburn had said‚ blocking out her mother and Auburn’s conversation. She had realized what Auburn said… something about having fun at HER birthday party
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I believe that Andy’s father’s solution to punish his boys was good decision‚ but also a bad one. Yes‚ it was a little harsh‚ but the boys were at fault for their immaturity‚ without considering how it could affect the Duvitches. “We held a brief whispering conversation; and then‚ egged on by him and quite willing on my own‚ I played a shameful trick on the Duvitches‚ the memory of which will come back to the end of my days to plague. Without considering further‚ I dropped the cake of soap into the
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Welcome to New York [and you can want who you want boys and boys and girls and girls] Sansa hated the busy streets of New York City. After a long day‚ there was nothing she appreciated more than a hot cup of tea (preferably the strawberry oolong that Joff bought for her twentieth name day) and absolute silence. Her sister’s frequent visits made sure to ruin that‚ and the incessant honks and beeps from the streets below their building didn’t help. And the worst part about the Big Apple? The Subway
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‘twas the night before hike-mas. I had begrudgingly agreed to go to bed before 10‚ even though I insisted that I could stay up later and still be okay in the morning. I was all packed. I had packed plenty of water‚ water‚ water‚ and even more water. I had snacks. I had lots of sunscreen on‚ and lots of sunscreen in my backpack‚ although there’s only so much sunscreen can do. I had anxiety about a couple of things. One of those things was my fear of snakes‚ and the other was my fear of heights. I
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I grew up with a father who knew best how to take a pill. The night he died‚ the forty xanaxes went down easily. It was the rum that burned his throat a little bit‚ but that burn meant he was still alive‚ didn’t it? Somewhere in between the sips of fire‚ he passed out‚ and eventually he passed away. I would like to tell you I am angry with him‚ but I will not be angry anymore. I sobbed this over his still warm body one hundred times until my throat burned a little‚ too. My dad was a drug addict.
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Zichao Huang Mr. Lambert English028 March 17‚ 2015 The Story of an Hour “The Story of an Hour” is about a woman named Mrs. Mallard who is married to a man named Mr. Mallard. Mrs. Mallard does not have a very good heart‚ and she is sick. Something bad has happened‚ and people do not know how to tell her about it. Josephine is her sister‚ and she tells Mrs. Mallard that Mr. Mallard died in a train accident. Richards is Mr. Mallard’s friend‚ and he is there because he knew about the accident. Richards
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Short Story Scrutiny. Scepticism. Shock. It was all too familiar‚ the look on the faces in the room. An aboriginal female in a doctor’s coat. She glanced around the room as she sat down. The dullness of the grey walls seemed to absorb the lost hopes and dreams of the young men around her. The stale oxygen that lingered in the small room was slowly suffocating under the sterile smell of disinfectant. The only glimmer of light was a small corner of a window where the morning sun shimmered through
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The short story "Boys and Girls‚" written by Alice Munro‚ was written in a first-person point of view. The main character‚ Alice‚ is a static character. She is the oldest child in the family‚ and has a younger brother‚ Laird. Alice is very helpful around the house with her mother‚ but tends to disappear from the house to help her father outside‚ which she enjoys best. Alive has quite the imagination. At night she would make up rules for her brother and herself‚ such as: "...we had rules to
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Nirvana. Lorelai didn’t know if she could handle another damn Nirvana song‚ it was driving her up the fucking wall at this point. Standing at the bottom of her stairs‚ she called up. "I’m gonna come up there and throw that damn thing out the window if you don’t stop!" Did her son hear her? Most likely. Did he listen? Not a chance in hell. She mumbled some shit about her ex-husband while walking back towards the kitchen. It was Colin who had bought the The Beats Pill speaker and Lorelai was almost
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brain to finish the blueprint. David: So they had to kill you? Thomas: Yes. David: That must have been an easy decision. Thomas: Not really‚ they made it sound like they really were almost finished with the cure. David: Were you willing to give up your life to help find a cure to save humanity? Thomas: It took a long time but I decided that the world was already lost and too late for a cure. David: I understand. David: Well‚ did you and your friends succeed in taking over WICKED’s
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