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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Turning to talk to the lady now sitting behind a table I asked‚ “Can we take him‚ and after a few days.” if we see it will not work out cam we bring him back “Sure‚ you can‚” the lady answered. "But‚ it‘s always hard on the animals‚ and we cannot return the adoption fee." “Done‚” my wife said‚ "we’ll take him for a trial spin.” After filling out the papers‚ and paying the fee‚ we took Bobo to the grooming salon inside the store. “For ten dollar extra‚” the groomer said‚ “We will trim his nails
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away and have all my pain and worries leave my body. I never wanted to wake up and feel the agony that had overtaken me. So I made a decision. Running towards the kitchen I gabbed every bottle of pain and sleep medication I could find‚ popped them open and threw handfuls after handfuls of pills into my mouth. I begged for it to work‚ that all the
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The night sky was clouded with a tired haze‚ sending the city into an emotional collapse of anything exciting. Even the typically wild taxi services buzzed with boredom‚ and the street lights sent any bystanders into a mental slumber. With bland weather‚ came bland people‚ who had many things to accomplish while the rest of the city folk were caught in the whirlwind of disinterest. Genevíve Luther was one of those bland people‚ and she indeed had many things to accomplish that evening. Though‚ those
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Clang! A mountain of falling goblets and dirty silver platters pierces my ear drums and I instantly wake. As the pungent odor of boar wafts through the air and my eye catches a beam of the mid-morning sun‚ I realize that I failed to return from the mead hall. That could prove to be a costly mistake. “This isn’t an inn‚ Cathasach‚” said Judoc‚ my friend‚ the hall’s keeper and‚ fortunately‚ Amoorhi’s finest chef. “Have clemency‚ brother! I am still weary from last evening’s battle against the
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Though scorching‚ her hands did not react‚ the skull of her mate‚ her lover‚ her friend in life. His hand reached into the wicker basket removed two large red stones‚ placed a stone in each of the skull’s eye sockets. They began to glow‚ intensifying until they became fiery red staring into her eyes and soul. She breathes in the fragrance of incense and that of the cauldron’s brew‚ most pleasurable among fragrances her mate’s blood covering her body in its most natural state. She brought it to her
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David: Welcome Thomas‚ we are very glad you came. Thomas: Thanks! I am happy to be here. David: We invited you here to ask you questions about your last several weeks during the trials. These trials must had been very hard on you and your friends. Thomas: Yes‚ those weeks were the hardest times of my life‚ and the only ones I can remember. David: Why is that? Thomas: When WICKED first gathered all of their test subjects‚ they erased most of our memories. We could remember the names of objects
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JORGE One night in Jamaica‚ a warm breeze rustled the trees‚ they seemed to whisper to him. As night fell‚ he watched the sun set and tried to count the stars. Jorge sat watching as the stars appeared in the sky. He couldn’t count‚ so high and decided and closed his eyes. Jorge leaned his head back into his palms and sighed. He was sprawled out on the cool grass. He patted his dog beside him. It would soon be time for dinner and he must go in and help his grandmother prepare the family meal
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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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two important parts of the story to history the first in the Headless Horseman who was a Hessian trooper and served in the American Revolution which is the base of the supernatural feeling in Sleepy Hollow. Another one is that in the original tale the Horseman turned into a skeleton and threw the person off the bridge and vanished into the tress‚ when Ichabod was in that situation the horseman would have a pumpkin thrown at him and vanish at the bridge. 3. When the story begins we can all sense
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