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    The Time I Got My Dog It was late one summer night‚ long past my bedtime. The moon was so bright it lit up the yard. Somewhere down the river a freighter honked. I got up and looked out the window. It was so foggy I couldn’t see. I laid in my bed‚ wondering if anyone was up. So I crept down the stairs‚ and I saw a light. I heard voices. Then I saw my mom and dad. They were on the computer. I saw pictures of English Mastiffs on the screen. My heart leaped. “Were getting a dog?” I asked excitedly

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    narrative When I was 6 years old .I needed a few stitches. I went outside which I normally didn’t do. Except that day was a rare occasion. I saw my onyx colored dog outside wagging her tail happily. I loved my dog‚ shadow. The sun was setting so she was now fading into my backyard. So all I saw was a few flashes that were her eyes. I pet her when I got outside. She licked my hand happily. She ran around our small backyard with extreme speed .I watched her‚ amused. I ran after her but my little 6 year-old

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    When I Met My Best Friend

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    Personal Essay 1 There are many ways friends meet there best friends. Some meet them accidental and some it was destiny. But meeting my best friend was really funny. Her name is Leslie. We have hilarious moments together. We both know we can’t stay mad at each other. But most of all we both love each other like blood sisters. I moved to Corona my last month of my freshman year. I was sad because I didn’t know anybody in all my new classes. Except my sister who was a freshman too. I wanted somebody

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    Why I Got Engaged. Why I got engaged? There are many reasons. The main reason is because of Mariah the love of my life. I have been in love with her since I was about six years old. The moment I met her‚ I knew that she was the one who would change my life entirely; I would not give her up for the world. I always thought about her throughout the years‚ even though I had no idea how she felt about me. I had kept a little hope deep in my heart‚ mind‚ & soul that she did‚ I was right. Even when I had

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    today. I believe that Hamlet is his best piece. It is written in Old English‚ which is hard to understand because it is very different from how we speak and write today. The Old English style of writing makes it more authentic in the sense that you can take the words from the play and relate it to the current time period to have a better understanding. Although I read Hamlet in my English class my senior of high school‚ it really did not interest me as much as it did this time around. When I read

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    Racial defacing In Malcolm X’s excerpt My First Conk‚ He describes the process to get a conk. He talks about how his friend will do it for free instead of paying for it. He then goes on to list the items they need to buy to make the “congolene” to make the conk. They need “Red Devil lye‚ two eggs‚ and two medium- sized white potatoes… and a large jar of Vaseline‚ a large bar of soap.” Then the drugstore clerk comments about the Malcolm X getting a conk and Malcolm proudly says “Right!” He later

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    I can still remember it as if it happened yesterday. I must have been seven or eight years old when I rode my first bicycle‚ and the day I learned to ride my bike is very memorable to me. Learning how to ride a bicycle can be exciting as well as painful. But I found it really exciting indeed. I was starting to realize that all of the other kids where riding two-wheelers‚ and I was the only one still riding a small bike with those ridiculous training wheels. I felt that it was time for me to make

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    The author’s meaning of sight is that when you’re depressed or ignorant then you are lost. Most of the time our sense of sight is linked with discovery or finding something‚ but you can make a compelling case that sight may relate more to something being lost or feeling lost at times. That is my interpretation of her poems on sight. In the first poem “ We grow accustomed to the dark” one of her lines say “we grow accustomed to the dark.” This quote can support my thesis because her meaning of this

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    The Bike

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    and good to ride bikes which express itself by the way he rode his bike round and round the yard. He is ‘free’‚ he does what he wants and he lives his life without restrictive measures and without worries. The reason why Ray and Eleanor have quite different opinions about Andy is because Ray knows how it is to be a boy like Andy. As the text says in line tree to five‚ Ray would have loved to live his life like Andy’s; young‚ wild and free but it is too late for him now when he got a wife‚ a daughter

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    As I walk down the hall leading to my room I realize how pleasant it is to be finally home. I stop at the door to my room and think about how peaceful it’s been living there since I got my own room. It’s been stress free having a room to myself without anyone to be bothered by. It’s almost as if my room has been a part of me and the only place I can definitely call my home. I finally walk in and it’s like stepping into a comfort zone. Standing at the doorway looking inwards‚ I see my queen size

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