this was going on‚ the 3 travelers had stolen all the tacos while everybody was distracted. It was the next morning before anybody noticed that all 500 tacos were gone. Many people wondered how 3 people could carry 500 tacos. But the moral of this story is. Never under estimate the will of 3 men. Who really. Really like
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Prolugue I’m Charlette‚ but most people call me Charle. This is my story. The story about a girl‚ just a girl. No magically fairies or wizards‚ no queens or kings and nothing different from the world you live in now‚ yet some people might find this fassinating for reasons unknown. I’m a normal girl‚ well as normal as a 14 year old girl gets. My brown eyes and brown hair blend with a crowd and my average height and weight don’t stand out. I don’t really work to hard with my grades‚ so they are
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mainly I do stuff like this with dreams of my past. I never come to dream of the time I met Brian‚ my first friend‚ I always end at some point after the mental hospital. I don’t remember anything about my aunt or living with her‚ how I got out of her house‚ I don’t even remember what she looks like! I got up and got my phone out of my pocket. It was a text from Mr. Bitchyasspants‚ aka Alex Kralie. I’m coming‚ I know where you are. Be ready‚ Wright. I wasn’t scared‚ I am not sure why. I think because
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Rain. An unusual occurrence for San Diego‚ somewhat of a “glitch in the system.” The weather may have been warm‚ but the sky told a different story. It spoke with a dreary‚ gray tone‚ swallowing up the sunshine that regularly enlightened the sky each day. The rain pelting to the ground was more foreign than the absence of the sun. I had never encountered rain during my past commutes‚ so this weather brought with it‚ an important learning experience. The heavens opened up and poured out its tears
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Callum laid motionless on the side of the road. A small pigeon stood perched on the powerline nearby‚ staring inquisitively. With the swift flutter of its wings‚ the bird descended down toward the unconscious man. His beak jabbed at his arm a couple times‚ causing the man to stir. With labored movements‚ Callum groaned. His head was pounding‚ vision blurred. What. He sat up with a grunt‚ observing his surroundings before him. Much to the pained man’s confusion‚ he observed the unfamiliar landscape
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Sirius made his way home to the Potter’s feeling strangely conflicted as he landed in front of the house. He stayed on his bike mulling over what he had done. He had had sex with Snivellus’ sister. Moony and Prongs ran out of the house with Wormtail trailing 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
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It was the day of the championship game. The day before I got 1 hit out of 5 at bats. I could not get a hit. All I did was fly out or get walked. I was so mad all I did for the rest of the day was hitting the in the backyard. The day of our final game I was in our backyard hitting. As I was hitting my brother walked outside to help me. He told me to stop hitting so he could tell me what happened yesterday. And when he was talking I really didn’t understand what he was talking about. After he told
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When reflecting on the day and then writing this story‚ I discovered that although we were together as a family for the entire day‚ at the same time‚ we were separated by an invisible wall created by technology that took us away from being in the moment with each other. This was the exact message my dad was trying to get across in his hour-long lecture. I won’t give the exact play by play of his entire lecture‚ but it started out as him telling me how “bratty” and selfish I had been toward the family
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He stands on line‚ waiting for roll call to be over. He shivers slightly‚ both from cold and from fear. He knows‚ beyond a shadow of doubt‚ that if the guards find his hidden treasure‚ that’s it. His life is over. After all‚ he’s smuggling some contraband into his barracks. And what is this item‚ a treasure to him‚ and contraband to the Germans‚ימ’’ש ? What is this that’s worth his whole life? A potato. Not even a whole one‚ but half of a potato‚ smuggled out of the kitchen. He had risked his life
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the members from the team that had arrived at the cabin looked up‚ the firelight dancing in his eyes‚ the gold-braid in his hair glowing like the setting sun. He lowered the volleyball‚ but not his gaze. ‘’Your wrong’’ says Genesis ‘’God only loves a man who can look after himself Mark‚ and in my personal experience generous men always want something. What would you bring to this fire‚ besides your nattering mouth and complete nonsense?’’ Mark stood; weary from intense trainings only hours before yet
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