HSC STUDY BUDDY Belonging Creative Writing Perfection?/Perfect Chaos. The steel door slid closed behind Jian with a quiet susurration‚ sealing the room with a series of soft mechanical clicks. The hideous moans of the Misbegotten that perpetually polluted the air faded. He was swallowed by sanctified
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Before we begin‚ understand that I am recording this in sheer desperation to retain my memories. I have terribly rotten‚ bad luck. Ever since I was three my life has gone extremely wrong. When I was three it came for me. A giant bronze and silver eagle swooped down from the sky and besieged me. I later realized that this eagle was sent by Zeus and its proper name is the Caucasian Eagle. The eagle was sent to kill me‚ but was soon deemed an impossible task for the beast. The beast for some unknown
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Finally they put the IV in my arm and pumped the medicine in. I soon felt weak and BAM I’m put to sleep. When I was out‚ I had this crazy dream. It was mixed with me falling into the bottom of the world‚ me breaking my arm at that moment‚ and the hospital. Crazy. It was about 10 minutes I was sleeping‚ but felt like 2 minutes. As soon as I wake up‚ they already put the big cast on. I did NOT like having a broken arm. When I am fully awake‚ they ask me for some apple juice. I say sure
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Winchell nervously looks at the clock on the wall‚ which is directly in front of him‚ peers through the glass panel at his left into the engineer´s booth‚ and then glances around the room. It is thirty seconds to nine. A studio visitor‚ seated in one of the four chairs alongside the wall‚ coughs‚ and Winchell looks up anxiously‚ He reaches for the water pitcher‚ fills a paper cup‚ and takes a quick swallow. The buzzer sounds on the keyboard in front of the announcer as the engineer signals fifteen
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doesn’t speak much. I catch his eye and smile politely. He smiles back....an embarrassed/ uncomfortable smile. He’s about to insert needles into my ankle. I sit up‚ facing him. My legs‚ together‚ dangle off the edge of the table. I’m wearing blue shorts. I place my hands on either knee and slowly move my legs apart‚ looking downward with no expression the whole time. Although his eyes widen a little‚ he only looks at me. He moves back one step. With my hands still on either knee‚ I smile at him.
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the ground‚’ Nero observes to SH as they are being bundled ever further down a winding tunnel. From somewhere the MC’s voice‚ ‘Look‚ we wanted some razz-matazz out there tonight‚ but things are not really working out. You’ve at least discovered that Story Hunter is not dead meat.’ With frustration shining through in voice SH complains‚ ‘Yeah‚ it is all well and good to have found me‚ but now we have lost Buiteboer to the netherworld‚ it seems.’ The MC sounds unconcerned about Buiteboer’s whereabouts
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pinkish-red one said calmly. “A bear?!” the tall‚ thin one and short round purple gems shouted in unison. “What if it hurts us? What if it hurts Steven?!” the thin one shouted back. Again with the steven? Whats up with him? Is he special or something? Soda thought. The branch that soda was on started to crack more. She tried with all her might to not let it fall‚ she even used her powers to attempt to hold it up; but alas‚ her trying cut short‚ and she fell to the ground. Fast. “ACK!” The blue gem shouted
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behind them. "Well‚ how was your date?" Wormtail asked always eager to hear about his friends love lives. Sirius couldn’t think of a proper response for his friends ."Uh‚" His mind was still racing with a million thoughts and he wished in that moment that he had a pensive. "Well‚ you made it through a date with the slimy git’s sister. Here are your three galleons." James shoved the money into Sirius’ hand‚ however‚ he just stared at the shiny galleons. He knew he couldn’t take money for a date
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Untitled I could feel my heart rate increasing slowly and at my attention it began to beat more fiercely. I could feel it pulsing through my body as though someone was sending thick beads of mercury through my veins. I was sent back to the moment of birth and was once again trying to learn how to breathe. Something was eating me from the inside out and when I could finally put my finger on it‚ I realized it was fear. The kind of fear that followed you up the stairs as a kid‚ or maybe still now‚
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They were not criminals and if they signed the paperwork they were agreeing to be just that. Mother refused to sign as a show of dignity and pride. These attributes are nonmaterial things that the guards could not take away from Lina’s mother. This story is about compassion‚ determination‚ love‚ hope‚ and miracles. I chose compassion because of the shocking ending in which the guard is the one that really helps the prisoners to survive. Even in the face of total hopelessness‚ there are people who still
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