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    Leonardo Gomez Mrs. Elizondo English 100 April 28‚ 2014 Cursive: The Long Lost Handwriting Style. “What is this? I am not accepting this paper until you rewrite it in cursive!” This is what I heard from my old teacher telling my buddy who didn’t take the ‘cursive only’ rule seriously. I attended St. Catherine’s Military Academy‚ a private military school that instilled many values in their students; including‚ the aforementioned ‘cursive only’ rule. I didn’t really understand why they made us write

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    At the top of the Power Tower‚ the musical roar of the fair dimmed‚ letting in the screams of the people ready to drop. The ride burst into life and dropped the unknowing people to the floor‚ screams turned into hunger for another drop‚ adrenaline‚ excitement and joy. Shoved into by a chubby girl with an overly big candyfloss I smiled‚ I just took in all the chatter‚ excitement and the vibe of happiness bouncing off the overly flashy lights coming from every corner of the fair. It was magical. “Mummy

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    September 12‚ 1988‚ I was 13 years old. It was about week into the beginning of the new school year. Every child was very happy going back to school. I tried on my uniform the night before school. I was very excited‚ because it was first day at a new school (Highgate All Age). Most of my friends from primary school were also in attendance. I remembered listening to the radio and heard the meteorologist said‚ “It is coming It is definitely coming‚ Hurricane Gilbert is coming.” That was a day before

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    “We’s the same” Faces of disgust surround me in every direction‚ inching closer to me until I could feel myself pressing against the wall. Their eyes‚ cold and merciless‚ pierce through my skin‚ sending shivers down my spine. The strong scent of impending rain hangs in midair as the clouds loom in the sky with every shade of storm grey. Sealing my eyes shut‚ I breathe in deeply diverting the stares to face my rich‚ black complexion. A colour so gloomy should be invisible among the fair‚ but instead

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    I captured the sight of the sun rising through my blurred safety glass window‚ must be morning. Awakening in the same claustrophobic battle scarred room has been my life for 3 years now. Getting to my feet I peer through the withered cast iron bars of my cell to see the guards carrying out the routine cell checks. This time something was different. I see a guard broadcasting to a fellow officer for assistance a small number of cells down from me. I feel a cold shiver ran down my back. This occurs

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    Cancun‚ Mexico: where the ocean is so salty‚ the water burns your eyes‚ the humidity does not allow you to wear denim shorts‚ and the jungle extends far beyond where your eyes can reach to. The Riviera Mayan Jungle stores my memories‚ waiting for me to return. Looking out the airplane window‚ I wondered where the aircraft would land; there was no runway in sight‚ just layers of jungle‚ every shade of green. The airplane began to dip down into the earth and eventually landed on a strip of concrete

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    The noise from the chattering crowd receded as footsteps reverberated from where I walked. I nervously stood in the centre‚ breathless. The violin in my hand was drenched with sweat and my legs were shaking uncontrollably. My only resilience and my Beta-blocker were the fellow companions standing with me. This was my first ever orchestra performance in a grand theater. I sat down facing the conductor with my legs still not under control. One signal from the conductor‚ I let my heart do all the

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    The cool breeze hits my face as I am sitting underneath a wood topped gazebo. This square designed structure makes me feel as if I am inside. The sun is peaking through with limited sunlight due to the soaring trees overhead. This space has an X shaped side walk cutting through a garden. The garden makes it feel very peaceful‚ but yet there is still commotion going on with students walking to class. People interact with this space in several ways. I see people sitting on benches enjoying the beautiful

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    I was so scared to get on. My aunt and I went to get in line at the top thrill dragster at cedar; usually the line is 2 to 3 hours long but our wait was 45 minutes. We went to cedar point over the summer. As we went on the top thrill dragster because we have never been on the roller coaster and the line was really short. We were talking on the way to cedar point if we were going to ride the top thrill dragster. “If the line is shorter than last year we will try to get on the top thrill dragster”

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    The gut-wrenching screech of the whistle shook my ear drums‚ numbed my chest‚ and crippled my legs. Prior to this‚ Pine Richland had kicked a field goal that gave them a three point lead with only seconds left. We had one play to win: a kickoff return to hopefully save not only our season‚ but to justify the twelve years I had devoted to this game. As the ball was hopping down the field‚ I stood there trying to stop my hands from frantically shaking. After what felt like an hour‚ I could finally

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