President DJ Brackish was furious as he made his way to the oval office in a trot. How dare someone come into the White House and attack his security in his office. With the description he received he could guess pretty close to who was responsible‚ Anna Freeman. That little girl had another thing come if she thought she could attack the capital of her own country and get away with it. If she thought killing Y and stilling Estallia’s child was the worst of it‚ she was way off. He didn’t bring any
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Stitches When I got into the car with my mom‚ there was blood everywhere. There was what used to be a white towel and it is completely red now. I started freaking out. I was scared and i asked my mom what happened and she wouldn’t tell me. My mom rushed to the hospital and she told me that my dad was getting stitches because he had cut his leg open. He was playing softball for his work and he was sliding to 3rd base and his leg got cut open by a piece of metal in the middle of the field I felt
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I was addicted to the feeling of flying through the water so fast and gracefully. My specialty stroke was butterfly and I loved to sprint. I would never sign up to compete in any race that was long distance. I didn’t believe I had the strength or endurance to compete in any of those races‚ and I did not want to make a fool of myself by getting a slow time. This all changed by the time I got to middle school‚ and I realized my love for distance racing. I was sitting outside the pool door on a cold
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It started out as any other normal day. Except for one thing. "Plop". A blob of white‚ slimy goo fell onto the side of my bed. I look up‚ half expecting to see some sort of monster‚ drooling all over me. Instead I see a ceiling covered in goo. "Plop". This time it falls onto my face. Gross. I quickly roll out of my bed‚ and grab my shoes. By the time I am done with that‚ the atrocious liquid is spewing down my walls. "Mom!" I yell. I wait for a response but no one answers. I call for my mom
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The Move Just thinking about that warm‚ June day‚ still brings tears to my eyes. I have always loved my life the way it was; waking up‚ eating breakfast‚ going to school‚ learning‚ leaving school‚ go to dance until late‚ come back home and do homework‚ and then go to sleep. This was my daily routine. I always had to make sure that I worked hard‚ which I did. For school‚ I was in the third grade and currently in all honors courses. In dance‚ I was doing a solo‚ had four group numbers‚ and a production
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Divorce; when I think of it I get the chills. I don’t like thinking about home my once happy full home would split into two very separate houses. If that is you actually live in both houses or is it just a visit. It reminds me of the time where my parents picked my older brother Zander and I from school on a sunny June afternoon and brought us to a park. We sat a picnic table where my mom and dad proceeded to tell us they were “taking a break”. As a six year old I didn’t understand what that meant
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One thing I enjoyed about the story would be the multiple conflicts introduced in the story. One conflict I found interesting would be when Alison was getting kidnapped and Kyle was having problems on what he should do: “Oh god. He should’ve never stepped outside. Once they were gone he’d just go back inside‚ pretend he’d never stepped out‚ make the model-railroad town‚ still be making it when Mom and Dad got home. When eventually someone told him about it? He’d make a certain face... They’d be gone
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Before the seventh grade‚ I would play volleyball in the court next to my house during get-togethers and parties. I was never good when playing against my older cousins and uncles‚ so far‚ they’re still better than me. Of course I’ve improved from swinging my arms and getting the ball over‚ but they still have more skill compared to me. Well‚ at least for now. Volleyball has always been interesting to me. Since I was a baby‚ we’d take family trips to California and I’ve been amazed by the beach
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I am standing on a ledge‚ nearly tripping off‚ surrounded by the depths of the ocean. According to me the world cannot end‚ but reality is never what you think. The entire world is currently under the grasp of Mistress Ice‚ inside her Nation or so-called kingdom. My job is simple‚ go kill her and save the Earth. Sounds pretty heroic right‚ yep‚ it’s easier said than done! I have been asking myself that ‘why me?’ I hate Ice! She has practically sunk the entire world‚ but she has left small ledge for
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Most excitement and fear flow through my body that night. The anticipation of tomorrow was barely suppressed. I struggled to force the anticipation of tomorrow was barely suppressed. I struggled to force mean day aside. I could not afford to be distracted and I needed rest. I still wonder how I was able to sleep at all that night. My thoughts and emotions crashed and claimed around my mind but somehow‚ I slept. I awoke refreshed and full of adrenaline. I wasn’t very hungry but knew I must eat. After
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