I was raised‚ since eight years of age in Canton‚ a northern community in Georgia. My upbringing was in a suburban setting‚ relatively quiet and with a lot of friendships developed right from my neighborhood. Except for vacations to Florida‚ most of my friends never left Canton and went to the same elementary‚ middle and high school. Our parents drove us to school‚ enrolled me in Lacrosse‚ baseball and football. I grew with‚ what I consider‚ a very normal American childhood. During the summer
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Final Copy Descriptive Composition (#6): My Airport Passage Jet-black taxis and the shimmering lights of urgent security vehicles whizzed passed me as I patiently waited for a cease in the increasingly heavy airport traffic. As I stepped inside the newly-built extremely‚ modern airport‚ I couldn’t help but be overwhelmed by the kaleidoscope of bustling swarms of humanity; it was like a mixed rainbow of human skin – all different cultural backgrounds and colours rapidly moving around in a confused
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The sound of the crashing waves‚ the heat of the suns’ rays‚ and the warmth of my family surrounded me. I was in California‚ and I was home. California is a place of diversity; one finds themselves with the opportunity of pursing who and what they want to do with their lives. Family is close‚ vacation is even closer‚ and home is near. Walking down the steps of a long‚ four hour flight‚ I was more than thrilled to step into the world of dreams. The west coast state brings: attraction‚ love‚ and a
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Bam! Crash! Boom! I remember hearing those sounds on September 11‚ 2001 when I was aboard United Flight 93. That day has impacted the rest of my life and the way I live now. I can recall those events like it was yesterday. I woke up tired on a beautiful‚ sunny‚ Tuesday morning. It was the day I had to fly to San Francisco for my job on a cruise ship. I had been in between cruises‚ so I had taken the chance to come see my parents in Newark‚ New Jersey. Later I realized that it could have cost me
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Every athlete always dreams of having that big moment. Hearing the crowd chant your school name as you make memories you will never forget. The moment where they reach one of the highest points in their career‚ but know it’s not the peak. They spend countless hours in the gym hoping that someday their moment will come. Thoughts run through their head‚ “Will I be ready when my chance comes?” As the Sutton girl’s basketball team traveled to Fairbury in late January‚ we had no idea that our chance
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The Narrative Essay *What is a Narrative Essay? • Narrative writing tells a story. In essays‚ the narrative writing could also be considered reflection or an exploration of the author’s values told as a story. The author may remember his or her past‚ or a memorable person or event from that past‚ or even observe the present. • The author may write about: -An experience or event from his or her past. -A recent or ongoing experience or event.
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Surrounded by a massive ray of brightness‚ complete silence‚ I was just as shocked as my mother and father standing on the lush and thick grass. All I could see was my teammate‚ Zayna with her short‚ black‚ thick hair and the other team’s goalie. I was standing on the field right in front of the goal. Even at the age of 8 years old‚ one soccer goal would be a great accomplishment for me and would help me move forward in life. I was so excited when I joined my first soccer team‚ the Hornets‚ because
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you happy or sad or when someone tells you that they love you. It is a meaningful chill‚ one you will never forget. All of the lights begin to dim and the people stroll quietly underneath her. She is so beautiful. I had seen pictures and read all about her. I never dreamt I would meet her face to face. I have to admit that I am nervous. What if I do not like her? What if I wish I were somewhere else? These thoughts run in and out of my mind as I lay there. Finally it is our turn to venture up into
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Appealing-to-the-Senses Description: Let the reader see‚ smell‚ hear‚ taste‚ and feel what you write in your essay. The thick‚ burnt scent of roasted coffee tickled the tip of my nose just seconds before the old‚ faithful alarm blared a distorted top-forty through its tiny top speaker. Wiping away the grit of last night’s sleep‚ the starch white sunlight blinded me momentarily as I slung my arm like an elephant trunk along the top of the alarm‚ searching for the snooze button. While stretching
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The Fallen It is a beautiful day in New York City. You can hear a symphony of sirens and songbirds as the sun’s radiant beams dance among the clouds. There are people everywhere laughing and enjoying the day. Suddenly everything changes. Then the sound of a deafening explosion echoes through the air. A plane has just struck one of the infamous Twin Towers. Fire is blazing above as thick clouds of smoke roll out of the top of the North Tower. Another thunderous blow shatters the atmosphere. Then
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