The Love Story Once upon a time there was a teenage girl that lived in a small town with her stepmother Messalina and step sisters called Valeria and Selen. Her named was Rose she had been living with them since her dad passed away in a horrible car accident. Rose was just seven years old when that happened and since that day she was treated like a slave following orders of her stepmother and sisters. Rose was a smart girl in school and she managed doing everything like working in the restaurant
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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 Clod and the Pebble "Love seeketh not itself to please‚ Nor for itself hath any care‚ But for another gives its ease‚ And builds a heaven in hell’s despair." So sung a little Clod of Clay‚ Trodden with the cattle’s feet‚ But a Pebble of the brook Warbled out these metres meet: "Love seeketh only Self to please‚ To bind another to its delight‚ Joys in another’s loss of ease‚ And builds a hell in heaven’s despite." Corrupted By The Sun I saw her. In a miniscule moment. Her
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Patience Jones November 12‚ 2012 Short Story Corrections Everything Matters Everything Matters “Shay! How are you?” asked Leah. Leah and Shay were cousins‚ but they acted like sisters. Shay and Leah lived together and were both in college. Shay had just gotten back from a vacation in Cuba. Shay hugged Leah and said‚ “I’m doing okay. I feel a little down lately.” Shay frowned. “Well‚ how was your trip?” asked Leah. Shay just shrugged and waved her off then went into the house. Later
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9.1 Short Story – first draft When I was just a little girl I got lost at a flea market. I was holding hands with my dad – at least I thought it was my dad. But then I looked up and saw the totally unfamiliar face of an apparently very surprised man that has definitely not been my dad. That was the moment when I realized that I had lost my parents. I looked left‚ right‚ left again‚ over to the candy stand and even underneath a bench – of course they weren’t sitting there waiting for me. I breathed
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[pic] PEN 0055 Essential English Foundation in Law ONLINE NOTES Reading 1 (Short Stories) A Rose for Emily William Faulkner | When Miss Emily Grierson died‚ our whole town went to her funeral: the men through a sort of respectful affection for a |1 | |fallen monument‚ the women mostly out of curiosity to see the inside of her house‚ which no one save an old man-servant—a | | |combined gardener and cook—had seen in at least
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“FIRST LOVE ” Every Christmas‚ together with Nancy’s Family they travel for a Family reunion. Then one Christmas they went to her Uncle’s resort in Negara‚ Nancy is never excited‚ and this time is no different. They travel for almost 8 hours from their place to her Uncle’s Resort. It is 12nn when they arrived and everybody is so excited to meet their relatives except for Nancy who are on the other side. Nancy was walking in the seashore when she sees lots of familiar faces. It is her cousin
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ENGLISH LITERATURE ASSIGNMENT 1 POEM ANALYSIS REASON FOR CHOOSING THIS POEM I choose this poem ‘if’ by Rudyard Kipling because when I read this poem it reminds me of when I was a little girl how it was difficult to grow up. This poem brings back memories. Back in that time‚ my family wasn’t a well-to-do family. It makes me remember how hard it is to do things on my own and it took me a very long time to be independent and start to mature. It also make me think how much farther
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The doctor’s eyes where just like her name – grey. Liv thought they resembled that of a stormy night. Just like the night she walked out the hospital with her friends barely escaping with their lives. “I mean I don’t hate her…she’s my sister. I love her. She always had to be prettier than me. She was too. So beautiful‚ just like a single red rose in a field full of dead ones. She would take hours just to get ready for school. Her hair was just like mine‚ long‚ black‚ and silky. She always wears
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Short Story: Danger Mouse Umpa Lumpa’s And Fickle Thoughts FOUR O’CLOCK! He said I could leave at four o’clock today. WANKER! Being my last day an all‚ I was promised on Monday that I could leave an hour early today‚ as a good will gesture‚ you know‚ thanks for all the hard work and all that; ten fucking years of hard work – and I get an hour. Well‚ it’s now just gone half three‚ and that jumped up‚ four eyed little Hitler wants me to attend a productivity meeting. I should have just told him where
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