It disappeared in an instant. What use to be five years of best friendship‚ was now shattered… It all started on December 14th‚ which was Bethsabees sixteenth birthday. Auburn was a year younger than she was‚ although consistently acted as if she was 21 and living in the great: Beverly Hills. She was jealous… and decided to through Bee a birthday party‚ hoping that being the best friend at a birthday party means she would get tons of attention. She had planned this for years‚ soon realizing that
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negligence and disregard the home displayed appalled me‚ but helped me to realize that I wanted to make a difference and change the condition people live in. As I walked down the corridor I noticed a man lying in a hospital bed with only a television‚ two dressers‚ and a single window looking out at nothing
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Reading the story “The Chase” took me back to an event I feel if I had to judge anything that grossly affected my life this event without a dough takes the cake. Picture this am twelve years old and it is the first day of summer. It is the day my friends and I waited for all winter‚ opening season for swimming. Each day my friends and I took the long anticipated walk to the local swimming area “Lake Sona Vista”. This was the recreation area the black families who lived in Hartsville‚ South Carolina
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Slice Pank Redivider One story Tishman-other Carve Forge Townie Derrick wakes up. The hangover clings to his skull‚ his heart‚ which seems like it’s barely working this morning as he rolls off of Tim’s couch and searches wildly around the living room for that glass of water he could have sworn he filled‚ set beside his sleeping place for when he woke up. This common‚ quick sense‚ even when he’s shitfaced‚ kicks in sometimes and he almost feels good about himself. But if he doesn’t quench that
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up shit like that‚ and after you were confident that they weren’t‚ you would send them on their way. Lucky for you‚ our dear friend Operit was keeping on schedule and if you’d worked quickly‚ you would have about an hour to do what you had to do. Setting these poor assholes free was the first thing on the itinerary. That should give them enough time to get out of the territory before Operit came
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Tale of Two Cities Setting Essay The Garret‚ built to be a depository for firewood and the like‚ was dim and dark…” (pg 47) This setting describes an attic in the novel The Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens. The settings in this book play an important role in expressing all the emotions of the plot. The way Charles Dickens writes‚ and the type of diction he uses in his descriptions‚ explains the mood and tone‚ foreshadows future events‚ and symbolizes crucial objects. The settings of different
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Kara Howland October 10‚ 2002 M‚R‚F-10am "VANKA" After reading the story entitled Vanka I was both amused and saddened. Vanka was a poor orphan child who was obviously quite desperate due to the miserable conditions of his life. The child Vanka is reaching out in desperation to his grandfather much like any individual might reach out to a higher authority that he or she believes in with great faith and hope. As is often the case in seemingly hopeless situations‚ people will promise things
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Detective Warren Gallagher arrived at the Santa Monica pier a little after eight that morning. He was feeling rather lively because last night his girlfriend Amanda had agreed to become his fiancé‚ and because the barista at Cultivar Coffee Bar had given him an extra shot of espresso on the house. It’s wasn’t every day that he got to report to his job as a crime scene detective looking forward to the day that lay ahead of him. As he stepped out of his Subaru and began to walk up the boardwalk his
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rain at two O’Clock in the morning. I was happy‚ but then came the call. Annoyance filled my head‚ it was my mother. I sighed and picked up the phone. I did not even get a chance to say hello before I was bombarded with questions about where I was. When she finally stop talking to catch her breath I told her I was coming home. I went down the slide and walked towards my car. As I drove home I passed by the same bridge and remembered about being in conflict with my emotion doing that short time. But
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formulated‚ grazing the grade 1 seven stripes that were sewn on. Stripes of courage‚ rank and acknowledgement. *** My father slowly wiped down the Lee-Enfield while I filled up the metal canteen. “Father‚ is it going to hurt the rabbit?” He let out a short laughter‚ finished with a smirk and a smile offering me to polish the .303 that he was wiping. “Come on son‚ if you have a mind as weak as that‚ you won’t make it past a private.” *** Taking a sip from the warm scented cup‚ the cross dangled down
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