Baiken was happy that her student knew that she was in charge of his training. she would not want to have to punish him for talking back to her. But once they was done and she was planning to start his training tomorrow since his skills did show that they was ready for the next step in his training. But on her way home she was stop by Lilith one of the few demons that she would talk to. She was not sure what happen just that she said she would do something for the demon at the beach next day. Ankuko
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Hana sat dressed in black at Taro’s funeral at age 63 and thought about all of the good things that they had done with their lives‚ and all of the great experiences they shared together and she remembers how it all began. It all started with the dinner the first day she met Taro‚ they were sitting with his friends eating very traditional Japanese foods that Taro prepared for his special guest‚ but Hana’s feeling were unclear about her new life. Many worries flooded her mind and she pushed them
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It was a cold winter morning in Montgomery Village Middle school. It was around the time me and my friend were around the age of 12. We were about to meet a very interesting someone. That someone was named power. Power was someone who could give you anything you want. But it might be too much for one to handle. Power is nothing but a tool that has the ability to corrupt the purest soul. It all started when we got our jobs in karate as instructors. Giving us the ability to help the higher belt instructors
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those B´s turned to C´s‚ she no longer cared. Anzlee began to isolate herself and slowly faded away from her friends. Every week they asked her if she wanted to do something and frequently tried to make her feel better‚ but nothing seemed to make her happy anymore. The smile that was once painted on her
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It was a quiet Monday morning‚ I was getting ready for another day at school. I had walked downstairs to hear Mother and Father talking about something that I didn’t understand. They were talking about something with the African American students. I never really understood why we all didn’t go to the same school‚ they’re just like us. I had finally gotten to school‚ i was a little late but Mrs. McCarthy didn’t care. She was a close friend of my Mother and Father’s. I was going to take a seat but
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Crack! One of the men wearing a green uniform smacked the man unconsious.Seconds later The car stopped to a halt and another man jumped out. The men grabbed and threw the man to the ground. The bruised being turned to see as one of the men shoot him in his elbow. The man grasped his elbow as the men dragged him across the ground. The man looked around. It was dark out and they were surrounded by trees. The rustling of leaves made the man look at the ground to see dust go up in the air and leaves
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The graveyard was dark and shadowed; tulips lined the cobblestone pathway that led to the mausoleum‚ looming darkly against the feeble moon. I strode through the graveyard‚ glancing nervously around at the shadows that lay thick upon the graves like a shroud. Tulips‚ protruding like withered stakes from the ground‚ lined the pathway‚ and I could smell their sickly-sweet odor as I approached the mausoleum‚ looming above me like a forbidding monument to the feeble moon above. “Rachel!” I cried out
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ask for a microphone for today but was told that one wasn’t obtainable. So if you can’t hear me in the back‚ just know that the silence from the people in the front should re-assure you that you’re not missing out on anything. What an exciting and happy day it is today. Earlier this afternoon we were trying to get all the beautiful bridesmaids and handsome groomsmen‚ and the lovely bride and dapper groom‚ ready for this day of festivity. I must admit though that Connor was surprisingly calm and
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Nirvana. Lorelai didn’t know if she could handle another damn Nirvana song‚ it was driving her up the fucking wall at this point. Standing at the bottom of her stairs‚ she called up. "I’m gonna come up there and throw that damn thing out the window if you don’t stop!" Did her son hear her? Most likely. Did he listen? Not a chance in hell. She mumbled some shit about her ex-husband while walking back towards the kitchen. It was Colin who had bought the The Beats Pill speaker and Lorelai was almost
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Response to “The Story of an Hour” The story mainly talks about complex emotions of Mrs. Mallard towards the news of her husband’s death along with her inner reflections upon living‚ death‚ and freedom. The emotional change of Mrs. Mallard is an essential clue throughout the whole story. At first‚ she was deep in sorrow after hearing the bad news that “she wept at once‚ with sudden‚ wild abandonment”. Then‚ she realized that her husband’s passing away actually set her free physically and mentally
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