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 drive-thru line moving too slow to no fault of my own. Yet‚ despite all this‚ I was happy at the change of pace. I think it must have been being poor that has made me love philosophy because I can more easily see how all of our lives are so short that it becomes absurd to care about many material things. I suppose that my love for thinking about living and how to act merited me to become a Telluride Association Summer Program finalist among the hundreds that have applied and had made me want
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“Okay‚ point taken‚” Phillip retorted as Leland pushed open the lid to a trash receptacle allowing Phillip to dispose of his waste. “But next time I’m about to do something in your world that will hurt me‚ why don’t you just warn me first‚ I promise I will listen?” “That’s a deal‚” Leland agreed. “But‚ for now why don’t you sit back down and listen to what we all have to tell you about your world‚ you really need to hear this?” Phillip did just that. It was about time he got some answers and he
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The opportunity was an open door to human trafficking and a closed one to any reality she had before entering this world. Angela’s story may be as tragic as it gets‚ but it’s more than that. Her constitutional right was ripped away from her hands when she was forced to work for a family that neglected her basic needs for living. Many people couldn’t imagine a world that does not implement
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One serene spring evening‚ the snow goddess Chione was helping her mother Orithyia grow trees in time for the season of winter. Chione was a wonderful young lady‚ she had long luxurious dark hair indistinguishable to that of a wolf‚ splendid cocoa eyes that mirrored the sap that is expelled from a Sycamore tree‚ and snow white skin. Being the daughter of Boreas‚ the Bringer of Winter and divine force of the North Wind‚ she had inherited her father’s forces of the cold. Moreover‚ she had been honored
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Lannon was a 13-year old boy who had an awesome life. When he was born‚ the doctors had said‚ “Mr. and Mrs. Jenson‚ you have a perfect son living with you now!” Lannon was the perfect weight and size‚ he had lots of hair already‚ and he wasn’t a very fussy baby. Lannon’s parents were wealthy lawyers. They had won almost every single case that they were ever hired for‚ and they had gotten hired for a lot. Lannon had tried to keep track once‚ and the numbers grew to over two hundred in one year
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strange objects to go back to sleep. She squinted at the garden‚ listened carefully to the high-pitched beeps‚ and took a deep breath. Shoving her feet into slippers‚ she thought about the thousands of possible explanations behind their appearance. Five minutes later‚ she was skipping across the backyard‚ hardly able to contain her excitement. She neared the honeysuckle bush and noticed the beeping noise getting louder and louder. She finally found one of the spheres‚ which had gotten caught in a
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It all started when Zack’s parents got into a fight and Zack got all stressed out and decided to take a leisurely walk in a nearby forest. As he was walking in the forest‚ he would yell‚ shout and holler hurtful words about himself and how it was his fault that his parents were fighting. Consumed with anger‚ Zack was unaware of the distance he was walking. When he realized he was lost‚ it was too late. When Zack was trying to recall where he came from‚ it started to rain. Zack burst into tears. He
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up against my head and said‚ "Go to the bank and give me all of your money!" Harry forced me into my own car and made me drive to the closest bank. After we emptied my bank account I drove back to my house. When we arrived at my house‚ there was a short stubby man named George waiting on my porch. Harry called George the previous night because he needed a place to stay. George was furious with Harry for calling him during the night. Harry tried to calm George down‚ by giving him some of my money for
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new wood fills the room.After that was over with my class mates where eager to take their picture. Memories are great even though they can be embarrassing and weird but savor the moments.Because you are going to look back and love that you wrote stories on your memories .So you can show other people and be like that was me when i was a youngin
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