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    This was not a normal day; my mind knew it and so did my thin pale body. I had a sick awful uneasy feeling in my stomach. The day had come that I talked to my doctors about the daunting IFV. For many months‚ I couldn’t keep my mind in one place‚ ideas were always flying around and I would always struggle to catch them. I had just turned the big 4 0 and decided I had to do something before it was too late. My hair has started becoming multi-coloured‚ my face is starting to crack‚ my skin doesn’t stick

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    Several events followed my birth‚ I was placed in an incubator chamber for 24 hours and my mother was recovering from her cesarean section. According to my mother‚ after her cesarean section she was given medication to help her sleep and let her recover. A few hours later a nurse woke her in her recovery suite to tell her that I had been placed in an incubator due to excess fluid surrounding my heart. My mom was not able to hold me for a full day after I was born and she admits that it was devastating

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    This had been an ongoing issue for almost as long as I was in school. My parents couldn’t go a week without some kind of event that brought the two further apart. Sometimes I would be oblivious to it‚ and on other occasions‚ I would have to constantly be thinking of which parent I’d be more suited to live with. Throughout these years‚ it became obvious that a divorce was inevitable. This idea became a reality when I was almost 13‚ going into my freshman year of highschool. The time where I

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    “Kyle‚ please no‚ don’t do this. We can work it out‚ you know we can.” “I’m sorry Kaitlyn‚ it’s just not working out very well between us. Maybe we can try again another time.” “No‚ don’t go‚ please Kyle‚ no.” As he opened his car door he looked back at me‚ sighed‚ and then ducked into the driver seat. I sank down onto the sidewalk. I could feel the hot tears on my face‚ they dripped off‚ giving the tulips a scorching shower. I fell over and huddled into a ball‚ trying to escape from the outside

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    The boy saw her coming toward him down the crowded high school hallway. Students were opening and closing lockers and trying to get to class on time‚ however he did not move‚ he just stared. “Here comes my next girlfriend‚” he thought‚ “I will have her no matter what it takes.” With his face flushed and his heart pounding‚ he speaks to her as she passes. She gives him a slight smile and a quick hello‚ and the game is set in motion. At first he watches her every move‚ who she talks to‚ what her class

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    After more hours filled of laughter and new memories‚ Rylan and I say goodbye to our guests. Except my parents‚ who live in Boston‚ are staying with us for a few days. I take a quick shower in our master bath after I say good night to Mom and Dad. I walk out the bathroom to find Ry watching tv from our California king bed. I stride past the tv then make my way to my side of the bed. I crawl toward Rylan once I get on the bed. I lay my head on his chest as he wraps his right arm around me. A kiss

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    “Good girl. You listened well.” She assumed it was the Teacher speaking. “Who are you?” she asked in a husky voice‚ dry from the heavy breathing. “All in its time Samantha; tonight is just an introduction. I want to learn who you are‚ inside‚ Samantha. I want to teach you your desires.” He said this as his fingers trailed lightly up her arm‚ from wrist to shoulder‚ igniting a thrilling‚ electric spark in their path. “I know what my desires are‚” she protested. “No‚ Samantha‚ those are not true desires

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    “Mamo‚ nie chce isc do szkoly‚ ja sie boje!” That is the first thing I told my mom in Polish before walking into my classroom on my first day of school. I was terrified‚ and I told my mom that morning that I was scared and I didn’t want to go to school. Growing up in America and having English being my second language was extremely difficult for me as a child. I remember crying everyday before school because I dreaded the embarrassment of not knowing English and the humiliation put on me by my peers

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    I grew up in a household consumed by sports. At a young age my father drilled things like ESPN‚ football‚ and elbow pads into me and my brother’s heads. Both of my brothers were naturally gifted in athletics. I on the other hand‚ was not. I couldn’t catch a football‚ run a lap‚ or shoot a basket to save my life. When seventh grade rolled around I made a deal with my dad that if I got a part in the spring production I could quit sports altogether. That year the play was “Cinderella” and I was nervous

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    Searing heat‚ no breeze‚ and glaring sun attempted to transform me into the human equivalent of a crispy baked potato. It was a sleepy Sunday afternoon‚ twelve on the dot by my wristwatch. I plopped down on the wooden doorstep of my father’s trailer‚ shielded from the floating‚ flaming ball of assorted rock and metal in the sky‚ by a canopy of corrugated tin. The sky was a vibrant‚ yet non-aggressive‚ shade of azure‚ interwoven with swirls of pale cotton. The sun shone on the majestic‚ yet barren

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