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    day just like yesterday.” I mumbled as stuck my toothbrush in between my dry jaws. As I brushed my teeth, the doorbell rang. Who could it be this early in the morning? No way could there be a surprise visit from my girlfriend or anybody. I was a single man working in a big city where my family had died. With a step to the side and a turn, I reached the door of my tiny one-room apartment. Peeping through the eyehole, I saw two man in black suit with shades. They looked just like they came out…

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    The Pumpkin Which Wanted to Become a Chariot It was close to midnight when Betty the pumpkin was deeply asleep when she was awoken by an intense light. She slowly opened her eyes and asked her fellow pumpkin who was right next to her. -What is that? -Shhhhhhhhh- her neighbor said-, I’ll tell you in a minute, I’m trying to listen. Betty saw two women talking, one of them was a beautiful young lady dressed in rags, her clothes were old and stained; the other was a bright lady, literally. As a…

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    Zombie Apocalypse Around 10 a.m. I woke up, stretched and brushed my teeth. I turned on my television, like my daily routine. Well, today was different. Every channel displayed, “Breaking News: ‘Evacuate your homes now and get to a safe location, a zombie apocalypse has started and is coming to an area near you’”. The first three things I decided I needed to do were a zombie apocalypse would be to gather my family who were uninfected, run out of town, and find someone creating an antidote. It…

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    Its so ugly its beautiful. That's the best I can describe it... when I think of the 80's and pretty pastels, empty warehouses and streets, palm trees and baby cacti... the iconic 'Can't Buy Me Love'. However I'm just lonely in this bubble of fake civilization. I'm a repeating box of messes and problems, and I have no escape except for being stoned. It was the middle of the night. Driving around in his car. Too bad it wasn't a convertible, that would be cool. It was winter so the heat was on in…

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    ‘Twas the Saturday before Easter and all through the house all the creatures were buzzing, even the mouse. We were preparing to go on a hike up to an awesome waterfall on Mount Graham in Arizona and everyone was so excited. We were all packing our lunches and making sure we had enough sunscreen. The next thing I knew we were driving off in our assorted trucks and jeeps. When we finally got up the mountain, the journey was hard. There was barely enough room for our trucks to get through. When we…

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    Every painful step stained my burning muscles. I gulp for breath but receive no air. My head is exploding, my stomach is ripping raggedly like a piece of paper. My legs are about to fall off, aching so much. Sweat is running down my face into my eyes, burning them! Pain starts aching in my side, but I have to keep running. The competition, the family and out-lasting the pain are all minor details of running Cross Country. The competition is extreme, each race you are going against about 200…

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    The SS. Auntie Milky The boy could not yet be seven years of age. He plopped on the cushioned window seat of the old wooden house and gazed out at the frozen tundra. A creak from one of the wooden floorboards announced that there was someone approaching him, the boy desperately hoped they would leave him in his comfortable nook. “Ryan, please come back to the table and finish your milk,” his aunt asked, he whipped his head to look at her. His blue eyes reflected her disapproving ones. They…

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    Roses Are Blue Monologue

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    The fresh scent of lavender filled my nose, I stood up abruptly just as a knock on the door sounded. “Come in,” I called out. The door swung open, “We have another delivery for you Mrs. Paige.” I had been getting bouquets of flowers everyday for two weeks at this exact time. The first two days, I had just assumed it my husband but when I had confronted him about it, he was clueless. So that ruled him out. “Just set it on my desk Herbert.” I said, rubbing my temples. Leaving the bouquet of…

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    BANG! The sound of the gun going off and suddenly hundreds of feet are pounding on the ground. The heat is oppressive it wraps around me like a boa constrictor and won't let go. Every time I breath it comes out in raspy breaths. I try to swallow my spit because it is the only thing closest to water I will get for the next 5,000 meters. Whenever I do swallow my it is as if I am forcing sandpaper down my throat, which is slowing getting smaller. I need to ignore all of that and work on not getting…

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    1.07 Personal Narrative

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    It's been ten years I killed myself. It's was very painful. The worst part was that I saw my family and my best friend in pain. I caused more pain on them then I was alive. My best friends feels that it her fault. It's not because I was already broken inside. It's was so weird because when I was alive I felt empty inside but I still felt broken. A lot of people saw me as the strong intelligent person. They didn't see how I felt inside. When they tell me how are you I say I'm Torn apart…

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