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Chirp chirp is all I said the day that I turned into a bird.It is a very simple story depending on how you look at it. One day I was walking home from school and I did what I usually did. The next day I woke up as a bird and I had no idea what happened. Then my mom came inside and I was just staring at her not knowing what to do. She then looked around to see where I was and when she was done looking she got a stick and started chasing me around with it, my mom continued until I ran out the…

Life in rural 20th century Vermont was a frontier. A place filled with dense wilderness, and packed with wildlife. There was no cities, and barely even towns holding more than a couple hundred people. You had to work for everything you wanted and how hard life really was in Vermont. Howard Frank Mosher did an incredible job depicting this time in his collection of short stories including Where the Rivers Flow North. This theme is found throughout the novella, and it is the underlying message.…

The Blast I was watching tv when the room went pitch black. I had to start feeling my way around and I was tripping and falling. I forgot, I had a phone in my pocket. The lights randomly came back on, then I saw my parents on the floor twitching. They were not saying anything. Then all the lights came back on and I called 911. Nobody answered! I tried a again but nobody answered. I called my friend. He picked up and I told him what happened. He said the same thing had happened to his parents.…

“Get your worthless asses back to work!” Coach McHemingway yelled at the Fairly Middle Tails. How good were they? Eh, fairly middle. Leopold sat on the bleachers, watching the rest of the middle schoolers scramble back onto the field. There was always something about the rest of the kids at Fairly Middle, Leopold just couldn’t put his finger on what that “something” was. They’ve always had an uneasy air of bloodlust just fluttering about them, fluttering around and around in circles until that…

I have two very beautiful daughters. When I look at them my heart skips a beat. How could I be so lucky to be their mommy? I would do anything for my girls. I’d walk through fire for them. Yet I know I cannot protect them from the world. I can only shield them from danger and prepare them to function in the real world. I think Siddhartha Gautama had a father like me. He loved his son and tried his hardest to protect him from the world outside the palace walls. Unfortunately, he was doing his son…

Ray Bradbury’s gloomy story, “All Summer in a Day,” has a setting that takes place on Venus where it rains all the time. Margot, just moved from the Earth to Venus got to see a very cool thing that most children on Venus don’t get to see, the Sun. Margot remembers very specific details like the warmth of the Sun and how cool it looked. On Venus, the sun only comes out for an hour once every seven years. The other children in her class are jealous of her. A very important lesson in the story is…

I feel as though I may very well explode in the near future! Now, I don’t mean that in a bad way at all! Instead, I mean that in a very good way. You see, for the past two weeks, we have been preparing to write an essay in order to argue your point for either uniformity or diversity. In doing this, I discovered the perfect topic of contrast: Communism versus Capitalism. The monotonous central market and government control of Communism and the immense personal freedoms and responsibilities of…

Curiosity kills the Cat It was a very hot and dusty August afternoon in 2015, the sun had come out with a vengeance. People were scrambling in and out of the Montego Bay bus park. Those who waited to board taxis and buses to their respective destination, hid under umbrellas and the rustic iron shelters to seek refuge from the sun’s merciless rays. The bus park was very buzzing with life as people huddle in groups or pair to converse; those who seem to be travelling alone used their phones for…

Sitting behind the steering wheel of my dad’s ‘07 E350 black Mercedes, I trembled in trepidation. My mom sat next to me in the passenger seat trying to calm my nerves, but I was still as anxious as an antelope getting chased by Lion. You ask where I was? In line at the DMV to take my driver’s test for the third or fourth time now (I’ve lost count). See I’ve had my fair share of driving complications ever since I got my permit. As I pulled forward in line, taking care to avoid making my turn too…

Prom night is one of the most memorable school events, with more than 62% of prom-goers keeping some memorabilia from that special night. Most of these people choose to keep their prom corsage for the nostalgic feeling it brings. The perfect prom night starts by picking a good prom corsage for your date. It’s a special touch that completes your memorable day. Here are some things to consider when picking the perfect corsage for your prom date: Coordinate a Color Scheme Before you pick the…