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Creative Writing: A Medical Experience
Words: 1947 / Pages: 8 .... she did the next logical step, she called her daughter, who lives in
another state. The daughter realized that her mother needed more help than she
could give over the phone, tried to persuade the mother to call an ambulance,
which, of course, the mother refused to do, stating that it wasn't necessary.
The daughter then took it upon herself to call EMS from her own house.
The medics were notified of the problem through the usual method, a
series of tones over a radio that cause a loud horn to blare and all the station
lights to come on, much to the annoyance of the fire lieutenant. This alarm was
immediately followed by the dispatchers .....
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Personal Writing: The Burnside Project
Words: 818 / Pages: 3 .... I don't bother to watch
him. I can hear him rolling smoothly down low. His slow, relaxed warm up
run tells me he probably arrived short time ago. He makes his way up the
back wall and his wheels go silent. The other one puts his foot on his
tail and effortlessly rolls his truck over the coping. I watch him quickly
drop away and coast to the hip. He glides past it, and I start to notice
the entire view before me as he blends into a larger picture.
I see grey. Every shade of grey, in all its variety blends and
curves from the lightest near whites, to a deepness rivaling black. The
darkness overhead drones with the sound of a thousand autom .....
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Presonal Writing: My First Impression Of My Teacher Miss Vicki
Words: 385 / Pages: 2 .... class comfortably.
As fate would have it, she was fortunate enough to be my form teacher
that year. I almost choked in alarm when I heard the news. This time round,
however, I resolved not to cower in terror whenever she was near. I decided to
face the fact that we were going to meet each other for the next 365 days.
Instead of trying too hard to lick her boots, I tried my best to be my natural
self in front of her.
Still, I could not shake off the ice-cold image that she possessed in my
heart. True, her corney jokes sometimes sent me into frolicking laughter, yet at
other times these jokes simply fell flat the moment she uttered them. My lovely
c .....
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Vietnam
Words: 441 / Pages: 2 .... angry, and scared emotions all worked together and overwhelmed my body. I soon found myself crying.
Before I knew what was going on I was in . I already miss my friends, my family, and especially Abbey. I am constantly numb with the fear that I will have to kill another human being, or worse I myself will be shot and killed. How could my family and Abbey deal with this? Everyone here hates the war and just wants to go home to their families. Everyday dozens of men are shot or killed by land mines, and I am really becoming depressed. I have seen so many men die just inches away from me. All I can think of is that could be me. I have come to the conclu .....
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Personal Writing: Getting Ready For The Day
Words: 369 / Pages: 2 .... on my socks, the left one
first then the right. Following my socks I put my jeans on, both legs at
once. I then put on my shoes, right then left. I put on my shirt which is
always 100% cotton. Now that I'm dressed it is time to fix my hair.
I pull my hair up using three clips, a big one and two small ones,
all made by Goody. The big clip holds the majority of my hair, while the
two smaller ones hold down my fly away wings. I do not use hair spray.
Once I have finished my hair, I can do my makeup.
My makeup is the last step in getting ready. I use and apply it in
this order; Lancome black eye liner, Estee Lauder's Blush All Day, Natural
Cheek .....
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Creative Writing: The County Courthouse
Words: 466 / Pages: 2 .... blond hair and a petite
figure. She seems to be getting more upset by the second. The young lady finally
erupts, yelling and almost crying. Her ex-husband has not paid her child support
in a month, and she cannot buy diapers for her baby. The clerk tells her that
nobody can do anything about it until he is six months behind in his support.
After five more minutes of intense arguing, the young lady, now engulfed in
tears, leaves. The clerk shrugs and turns around.
The building seems colder upstairs. There almost seems to be a dampness in the
air. Down a corridor there are empty offices and paintings of important looking
people. I recognize two of t .....
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Creative Writing: This Girl
Words: 560 / Pages: 3 .... get high off of this girls love so often. I met her at a symphony.
She is very popular all the puppies of my society adore her. She has seen parts
of the world that no one else has. She has been kicked out of this country many
times. The dreams I have after I sleep with this woman are so incredible that it
makes me a little crazy the next day.
Why do my parents keep bothering me? I can hold my own now. I am mature,
I am a man. I do get distracted real easily and my parents keep ruining my
distraction, I am upset because of that. I have my own apartment in Santa Cruz,
I live in a pardise. California has it all, beautiful beaches, pretty girls,
great .....
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My Autobiography
Words: 1400 / Pages: 6 .... my best friend Joey to come here to Virginia. Dad had gone to Virginia about 2 months before my Mom, John and I because he had to begin work right away and we didn’t have a place to stay in Virginia yet.
In September of 1987 I began kindergarten at Waterloo Elementary school. On October 1st my Mom had a doctors appointment in York because my second baby brother was on his way. I went with my Mom because my Dad had to work and wouldn’t be able to take care of me for the weekend, but little did my Mom know that she was going to have to stay in York for the whole month of October. Mom’s doctor didn’t want her to be so far away when havin .....
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Clan-X
Words: 1985 / Pages: 8 .... most, usually just at random. Whenever
any new kids came to our school, we used to tease and make fun of them, so
they felt unwelcome and had no friends. Usually they left the school, we
loved it when they did that. Anyway, back to the story... On Friday
afternoon, just after school, we were all walking home talking about how
much of a loser this new guy was. By the time we got to the end of the
street, we had all agreed that we should do something totally outrageous to
his cat because he had been bragging about it all week. On Saturday, we
all met up at the local park and brought along little tools which we
thought might come in handy for this sini .....
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Creative Writing: The Visitor
Words: 1175 / Pages: 5 .... she had seen! She quickly closed her eyes and made a wish,
knowing that a wish from a falling star had excellent chances of coming to
pass. But the wish had to be strongly formed in one's mind, or else it
would dissipate with all the other bits of wishful thinking that took place
in the night.
She tried to form an image, . She almost had it. She slowly opened her
eyes and visualized... Max. Standing at the door and was looking at her
with an air of mild curiosity.
"HEY Jane" he yelled! " What the hell are you doing ?" Jane nearly fell
backwards. He was no vision! That idiot was once again eavesdropping on
her! "I WAS making a wish, you jerk! .....
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