Bag-In-Box

all getting ready for a “long” trip. The four of us, each carrying a thick, heavy duffle bag. Cramming in our oversized bags, only two could fit in the trunk of our small white sedan. The sedan was about as small as a smart car. We decided to put the remaining bags at our feet. “Shotgun,” I yelled. In the back of my mind, I knew calling for the front passenger seat was a bad idea when I saw one of the duffle bag taking up the whole feet mat. All four doors of the car slammed shut at about the…

(Freinkel 2014), a contributor to the intensification of these greater environmental issues is the methane produced by this waste and the “doodie” bags used by owners. Despite the creation of “eco-friendly” biodegradable bags, such as what Paul Canella has promoted on Poopbags.com, the $49.99 spent on 360 of these bags does not compare to the 1000 normal bags for only $14.89. (Erbentraut 2014)…

Commercial Burglary that occurred between 1500 hrs on 12/15/2016 and 1200 hrs on 12/19/16 at Lake Bon Bon (6190 62nd Ave N, Ofc, Pinellas Park FL, 33781). The victim’s, cleaning supplies, 20 keys from inside the security box, 2 boxes containing plumbing pipes, Ryobi Pressure Washer, $200 dollars worth of hamburgers, 1 check written to the business of Bon Bon’s mobile home Park, and 2 pool sticks. Force entry into multiple rooms, suspects broke into the pantry room door, splitting the door frame…

Melissa dragged out the first bag from the big dumpster and poured it into the bathtub. It was a mushy mess and smelled as if someone died. In the tub there was tons of rubbery hamburger patties left, soggy fries and mushy bananas. We did this four more times, and found absolutely…

would take about 20 minutes to pick up, and then we could leave. So, my first impression of this was that it wouldn’t take the two hours assigned and we could leave in no time. I was wrong. I had filled up two trash bags within the first hour! And at the end, there was at least 50 trash bags that everyone else gathered up. That’s not even counting the pieces of Styrofoam or even the tires that were found. It was very surprising because I didn’t know one little area could get so dirty. But after…

I had recently woken up and was still in bed. I reached over to grab my pack of Juicy Fruit and pop two pieces in my mouth. I checked my clock and it was 6:00 AM. I noticed my covers were alongside my bed. That's weird, I mean for normal people but I have a tendency for sleepwalking so I guess it’s pretty normal. “Shoot! Dammit!” I whispered as I remembered my science project was due 1st period. “Oh no no no, C’mon!” I followed up with after I opened my computer and it started to buzz and whir…

Even though there are a multiplicity of people who hold the opposite side of the opinion about random locker searches, there are fascinating number of individuals who believe that random locker searches should be manacled. Above all, random locker searches will be an invader to students penetralia. Random locker searches can be a huge invader to the student private items. If a student of the school has some kind of distemper has to have medicine and want to keep the disease a secret, then he…

pocket knife to make me feel better. As I opened the first box I realized that it was full of clothes. Mark found books in his box, another box was full of trophies from soccer and basketball. All these boxes were full of someone’s personal things, we decided that it all belonged to the family that was living there before us and they probably just forgot to take this stuff. I opened up the last box and inside it was this other box. The box was small and it had blue lights coming from…

quietly as to not wake up my mom and my brother. The door creaked behind me and I moved boxes and slithered my way around the old garage until I saw a raccoon and Mitchell’s bike on its side. I chased that raccoon and tripped over a box that shone in my face. As I opened the box, my mind wandered on how it could be in here. The letter on the top…

“Santa.” “What?” “Call me Santa.” “… What do you want from me, Santa?” she repeated. “See those gifts?” He pointed to a table in the corner, stacked with toys and appliances. “Wrap them. I’ll be back with more.” Suddenly the Christmas-y tentacles reached out and dug into Dianna’s pockets, taking her and her boyfriend’s wallets. “What are you doing? Please, that’s all of my boyfriend’s Christmas money!” “I’m sure he’ll be happy to know it was used to for good. Have fun with the elves.” He…