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Personal Writing: Going To College And Studying Social Service

... happening with the insurance companies. The new HMO's were probably the biggest headache in this industry that ever could have happened mainly because it involved a lot of paper work which was very tedious for both the doctor's office and the specialist. This became very confusing to the patients who were used to going to see any doctor they wanted without having referrals. The other biggest hassle with the HMO's, patients usually had a co-pay, which they needed to pay as they checked in with the receptionists. I can honestly say that this ...

Number of words: 629 | Number of pages: 3

Pen Pals: Based On X-Files Characters

... my story to the writers & producers of the X-Files via the Internet in hopes they will use my story in a future episode. This story is also available over the Internet on my home page so others can view it at their leisure. The idea for this story has been in the back of my mind before I was assigned this project. I have always loved the X-Files since it premiered and within the past year, I have submitted my stories, ideas, and suggestions to the writers of the X-Files. Unfortunately, none of my ideas have been selected. Lots of activ ...

Number of words: 1657 | Number of pages: 7

Creaitve Story: Desert Island

... was the loud cracking of the ship's hull, and the I blacked out. The blast must have burned my clothes clean off, and threw me on to this desert island. How odd that my clothes were burned off, and I was left without a scratch. Shrugging off the many questions that my mind bombarded me with, I decided to take a tour of the island, and search for a possible means of escape. "OH SHI-!" I stopped myself short of a curse, and looked down at my aching toe. I painfully leaned over and examined the ground around my feet, discovering a 19 ...

Number of words: 534 | Number of pages: 2

Creative Writing: The Nightmare

... corpse. I sing the song of the banshee to the tremulous chords of the wolf pack. They know me and follow at my heel to lap up my leavings-- but not too closely-- the Children of The Night. I am the nightmare that all men fear-- the one who prowls the night in wanton lust and desire for hot human flesh. I feast first on dainty tidbits such as freshly plucked eyeballs, colored with fear and aversion. I lick the sauce from the sockets, before beginning upon cocktail fingers and toes. Then pulling off a meaty drumstick, I feed the genitals a ...

Number of words: 534 | Number of pages: 2

Alone With Nature

... a meadow filled with a variety of flowers. Taking a stroll through the meadow is like walking through a rainbow. The shades of the velvety ornamented flower petals vary from scarlet, to baby blue. Despite the similarities in color, nothing else seems to be the same- they all tower 2 or 3 feet above the dark, rich soil. They sway playfully in unison with the warm caressing breeze, carefully merging the two scents into one fresh, clean fragrance. You pry yourself away from the immense meadow, still filled with many unexplored treasures and ...

Number of words: 367 | Number of pages: 2

Creative Writing: The Legend Of Sweating Moose-Balls

... orphaned children were learning to collect food, build shelters, and hunt. Many winters had passed, and the village was as good as new. Sweating Moose-Balls was already a man, with a wife and five children. One day, one of the hunters ran back to the village, telling of white men in their forest. Sweating Moose-Balls took his ten best warriors with him to avenge the death of their families. They came into view of the enemy, and Sweating Moose-Balls recognized one of them. The man was old now, but he had been the one who had killed hi ...

Number of words: 481 | Number of pages: 2

Candidate For Hall Secretary Speech

... which later turned to a daily affair last year. It was this very spirit, this oneness, this friendliness which had seduced me and kept me coming back each time. Everyone I came across was so warm and no sooner had I realized, that indeed, I was missing out . Through my daily visits, I was soon convinced that this was truly the best hall and I longed to be part of that family. I can even remember developing the attitude that I was already a Milnerite, a misconception I was forced to reconsider(1) after requesting a hall jacket and being turn ...

Number of words: 1092 | Number of pages: 4

Personal Writing: All About Nothing: The Story Of My Life

... because then not only would I have had a topic, but I might also have gotten my picture in the “ Hillsborough Beacon,” or even in the “Somerset Messenger Gazette,” which, in the lingo of those in the news paper business, is the ‘big time.' But there is little point in even mentioning these things, because they have not happened, and thus, I am left topicless. I could try to fool you with some far out, totally unbelievable story about how I was in a car wreck involving at least two dozen cars, including the president's limousine ...

Number of words: 1205 | Number of pages: 5

My Brother Christopher Mikula

... He was doing really well and I wanted to do the same in the future. We began to talk and laugh together. He had so much to say and he was full of good advice. He began to treat me like a friend. When I was down he would try to get me up. When I was frustrated he told me to hit him and nobody else, When I was hurt inside he would sit there and just listen even if I didn't make any sense. His time at home was precious to me and I took full advantage of him being home. When he left I was losing not only a brother but a friend ! F ...

Number of words: 388 | Number of pages: 2

A Camera's Eye

... scene from the East, I think and I have captured it in my mind. I could set up there in the corner, by the dog, and how could I film the dog? Sitting in the corner at it's masters side, bold chested sitting there, very proud, very astute. I can see him running, a tight shot with plenty of leadroom. I could focus on the dimensions of his solid muscles as they pushed him forward. He could run unleashed, through a park filled with greens and waters or on a city sidewalk. He would look so beautiful and natural surrounded by the dark colors of th ...

Number of words: 621 | Number of pages: 3

Narrative Essay On An Unforgettable Experience

... from shop to shop in a last bid to complete their shopping. unfortunately mum and I were also completing our shopping at Margate on the last Saturday before christmas. Hundreds of people were in the complex. Parking was at a premium. Fortunately we went early and got a parking. We went about to complete our shopping. Shortly after midday we had just entered a jewellery shop when all of a sudden there was a tremendous explosion. My first thoughts were that it was an earthquake. My hair was standing on ends. I turned around and to my horr ...

Number of words: 254 | Number of pages: 1

Creative Story: One Strange Trip

... dream of this pop machine. I dreamed that it opened up and asked me to indulge in a cold refreshing drink. Another dream I had was where every five minutes the machine gave me a can from now until eternity. When I awoke I jumped up and turned around to see if any of the dreams were true. I quickly saw that they were not. I decided that I could not leave this place until I had enjoyed a can of pop. By the 3rd day, I had to scout for food and water because I was feeling malnourished. As I walked around I found a snack machine the kind w ...

Number of words: 1221 | Number of pages: 5

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