Short Story Rough Draft Natasha and her mother had never gotten along very well. They fought daily. The atmosphere in the house was always tense. It was no wonder that her mother was so sick. Everyone in the family knew of her condition. Well everyone but Natasha. A few months ago‚ Natasha was at a friend’s house and her mother had to go to the hospital. Apparently the stress from all the fighting over the years was making her sicker and sicker. When they had tried to tell Natasha‚
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the air. I was vaguely aware of the murmurs and rustlings of the other mourners as they took their seats. I dabbed my eyes with the hanker-chief as the deeply moving and melancholy chords of “Amazing Grace” began to filter through the stony walls. Ahead of the pews the mahogany casket was polished to a glossy shine and adorned with pale pink and white roses. Inside laid the body of my grandmother. Her life ended not tragically but inevitably. It was a day that I had anticipated with a sense of dread
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Aromas‚ sweet and wispy‚ excited my senses with a combination of ecstatic flavors. I looked at merchandise with a surprised expression on my face; an expression that would have made the average bystander wonder‚ “ who are these people?”. The colorful array of shops is still vivid in my mind‚ but it no longer holds the perplexing image it once did. The awe I felt at discovering things I had never heard of before‚ was one that I would most likely never experience again in my life. Massive synagogues‚ churches
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It was six a.m.‚ and the buzzing of the alarm clock was all that could be heard throughout my room. It was time for me to wake up and prepare myself for school. I slowly dragged my feet across the floor towards the dresser‚ dreading what Soph‚ Liv‚ and Lex had planned for me that day. Were they going to make fun of my clothes‚ “accidentally” spill food in my hair‚ or even worse‚ make fun of me not having a dad anymore… again? Losing him four years ago when I was ten was bad enough for me‚ but the
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friends always say “Be yourself‚ there’s nothing better you can be.” Last January‚ my school‚ David Posnack Jewish Day School‚ received two bomb threats. Two more than any school should ever get. Two awful phone calls that no one should ever receive but‚ my Jewish school did. It challenged our safety and identities. Being Jewish and Israeli defines me in every way possible‚ it’s who I am. These threats that my school received frightened me. It made me question why anyone would do this‚ or how they
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The thought of this woman still trapped in my mind. That night was the most difficult‚ as I did not get a wink of sleep‚ but how could I? After seeing such a beautiful woman‚ what man would be able to resist such a temptation? I wanted to see her again; I needed to see her again. I had to know she was real. I had to know that I was not crazy‚ and that perfection did exist‚ as I had just witnessed it in her. I lay on my bed‚ watching the sunrise through my window. I rose‚ and wandered off to a nearby
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I hate my life! Why the heck did my family ever agree to take this terrible voyage. It has been months and every day gets worse than the last. I am sitting in this dark‚ damp corner of our ship and my arms are itching like crazy! They have become so raw that they are starting to bleed. The blood is dripping down my left arm and onto my leg and won’t stop. I thought it was just eczema because of the little dots starting to sprout on my arms‚ but they have been getting bigger. They turn a reddish and
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STORY 1: “The Lamp at Noon” by Sinclair Ross The story “The Lamp at Noon” takes place in a dried up‚ unfertile desert. Dust storms are causing health problems for the family. The setting is crucial to create the dark and sad atmosphere of the story because it was all about the fact that there is something wrong with the place that it dried out their farm which caused them to suffer. Which also creates a mood of being dull‚ lonely and monotonous. The couple‚ Ellen and Paul‚ has been arguing about
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Fantasy Story: Once upon a time there was a girl named Belle. She lived in a magical kingdom‚ but was unaware of it‚ until her 13th birthday. She and her friend Sunny are to discover that there were more than flowers in a garden. “Let’s hurry!” yelled Belle “We don’t have much time!” “Ok‚ ok‚ I’m coming!” murmured Sunny groggily. It was 3 in the morning after all! The two girls were heading to the Tulip Meadow. It all had started when they were having a sleepover
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