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Creative Writing: Unhappy Meal

... his eyes, flicked his tongue against his sterling silver lip ring, spinning it in the hole. It hurt a little. "Probably fuckin' infected," Aaron chuckled, thinking of the night he pierced it himself, using only a heated up safety pin and a bottle of Smirnov vodka for a pain killer. Amir pulled into a handicap spot. "You can't park here," Aaron said. "Sure I can," Amir replied. Aaron studied the face of the Bosnian Immigrant. Amir had fought for two years in the war against the Serbs. His face was remarkably pleasant, although his eye ...

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Difficulty In Making An Important Decision

... family's income and most of the medical benefits. Some means of earning a living while preparing for a new career was foremost on my mind during this stage. If I spent to much time and energy pursuing a job to provide a means for supporting my family while retraining, I might not do a sufficient job of retraining for a new career. Another difficulty equally as important as the the financial one was the possibility of failing at a new endeavor or not being able to find a new job. These possibilities made me feel uncomfortable and insecur ...

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Personal Writing: First Day At Oxford High School

... out an over-sized pink and white button down shirt and new crisp pair of Levi blue jeans. Unfortunately, I had to ride the big yellow tank called the school bus. I was very embarrassed to have to ride the bus, and when I think about it, I turned as red as a juicy apple. When we promptly arrived at the school at 7:30 AM, I saw a thirty-foot tall brick building that looked like the size of two football fields put together. This made me even more nervous. Inside the gigantic school, I felt like a midget compared to the older kids, who seemed ...

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Looking Back. . .

... my Dad told me as he shed tears. I didn't really understand what he was trying to tell me. I just thought to myself, "yeah, whatever. Ross is okay, nothing bad happens to him. What could possibly be wrong -- after all, he's my brother." I still didn't realize what had happened, until I heard my Grandma on the phone saying Ross had passed away. As these words came out, I went into a horrifying shock. It was one of the worst feelings I have ever felt and probably will ever feel. I didn't know what to say to anyone, I didn't want to ...

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A Creative Essay On A Birthday....

... Burgess. Looking around, he admired the beauty of the architecture. "The time is currently 2:50 PM, (2****), 2127," stated the computer voice, "have a nice day!" "Let's see now," said Jake, "I have to be at room 2024 at... Damn! I'm late!" He rushed over to the nearest elevator doors and pushed the little button marked "UP" several times. He was in great shape for a 62 year old. When the doors finally opened, Jake quickly stepped into the elevator and pressed the button marked "20." He stood there, waiting. With a humming sound, the ...

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What Family Is To Me

... type because it is unconditional. This unconditional love means that no matter what happens my family will still love me. They have shown this love for twenty years now. And after all the things I have done wrong, or done badly, my family still shows this unconditional love to me and to each other. The second part in a family is respect and trust. Trust is something that can take years to build, but can be broken very easily. By breaking trust with a family member one is also breaking respect of the family. The two ideas go hand in hand ...

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Bleeding Ireland And Black America

... here?” His words hinted at my grandfather's blunt, yet kindly, expression concerning his birthplace in N. Ireland, “If you haven't been there yet, don't go there.” I can remember the lyrics of a Naughty by Nature song blaring over my car radio, “If you have never been to the ghetto, don't ever come to the ghetto,” as I put in a tape. My thought stream continues as it takes me to another place where guerrilla warfare and terrorism are a part of daily life. The gunshots and unruly pitbull barking registers over the calm of the wet pla ...

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Creative Writing: I Thought You'd Never Ask!

... he said with a smile. "Hi," Jennifer said shyly. "Thanks for helping me with my books." "No Problem," Bob replied. "Well, I'm gonna be late for class, so, I'll see you around!" Bob walked down the hall towards his class. "Why didn't I say something else!?" he asked himself. "Well, theres always a second chance, I'll have to do it then." The next day, Bob got his second chance. At lunch, he saw Jennifer sitting alone at table looking lonely. He decided to go over and sit down beside her. "Hi Jennifer," he said, ...

Number of words: 333 | Number of pages: 2

Creative Writing: The End Of Grendel

... cheered and raised their mugs. Laughter filled the candle lit room, as the men filled their mouths with pig. One by one, with their stomachs full the men dozed off to sleep, with their mug in hand and head on table. I found a quiet place near the window of the mead-hall. There I would sleep with a napkin as my pillow. The stars and moon shown so bright that it made it hard to sleep. Even when I closed my eyes the sound of a random man’s snore would jolt me awake. I thought it was hopeless to even attempt to fall asleep, therefore I gazed ...

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Personal Writing: On My Time

... ready to get started we packed the van with our drums and guitars then started our journey to Clifton for our show. As usual, we got there way to early, so we did what any fun seeking under aged musicians would do. We searched the allies and found a half passed out drunk and took him to the local bar, then got a few beers each before the show. We then returned to draw numbers for the order of the bands. I eagerly pushed my way to the front of all the other bands, being the obnoxious prick I am, and drew the first card. Unfortunat ...

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Trip To Cedar Point

... down over my shoulders and I felt a little nervous. But after the ride all I wanted to do was ride again. {Moving to our next ride}, we saw Demon Drop, the newest and most intimidating ride at the park. It takes you straight up in the air about 300 feet and then drops at about 65 miles per hour. We all made excuses not to go on. {Beating down upon our backs}, all we wanted to do was find some shade from the sun and get something to eat. So we went into a pizza place and ate. After dinner we went on all our favorite rides. As we were ...

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Creative Writing: American Dream

... Joel sounded his horn as he came to a stop in front of Kyle McNeil's apartment. Joel did this every morning as Kyle was a very close friend of his, and worked in the same company. Kyle however, was not a lucky as Joel, Kyle did not have the three story home that Joel did, nor the outrageous salary, nor the beautiful wife and daughter. He did not have the luck of being at the lab when the reality-cam was finished, the idea that gave Joel his claim to fame. If it would have been Kyle working that shift maybe things would be di ...

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