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his disappointment, he was quite the opposite of someone you would describe to be buff. He snatched the comb off of his counter and attempted to brush his blonde hair back into a small quiff.…

They all looked mangled and as if they're barely hanging together. Each one has a potato sack for a head with dark sunken eyes and a grim smile made out of stitches. Also they had hands with long strands of hay that resembled the long talons of a crow. All of these scarecrows reeked of pure evil and Dominique could feel the unnatural essence of them. The strange atmosphere of this mansion had frightened him so much that he decided to turn around and go to the police to ask for help. As soon as…

school, Hilton Academy. It is just right between our territories. But yes all the other gangs lots there parent just like me and by the same person. “I know. It’s just i can’t get over that they’re actually gone” i said, remembering my parents’ death. “NOO, leave our daughter alone, she knows nothing,” my mother screamed at the man who i have not seen in years. “Oh really, then why don’t you tell me what I want or a cut goes to your precious little daughter” He said while stroking my black…

feel him kicking again, i wouldn 't see the little alien like movements when i stare down at the over inflated balloon that could pop at the slightest touch. after i realized i was time i woke up my mom and said take a shower my water broke. the main emotions i saw her go thru were panic and happiness with a dash of shock. i texted my godmother who was going to take us to the hospital. we weren 't going to take our care because my brother had to go to school. i asked her if she was awake and…

It the early morning hours on Red Wood Drive, everything was normal. All the house owners slowly sipped there coffee, and the children still slept stung in there bed. Well almost everything right outside the house of Mr and Mis Quinn was an old cheery red pickup truck that had the brown rust were the wheels and doors where stuck out like a sore thumb, as all the cars were put up for the night. The shadow of two men sat shoulder to shoulder in the small pickup truck letting the cold December…

My heart thumps like a bass drum in my ears as I run. I can barely breathe but I don’t stop. I reach my car, crank the engine and put my foot to the floor. Driving through the streets of Brisbane to the highway, I start to think over Alice’s and my relationship. “You should come over this weekend. We can work on our project.” I messaged her late at night. “Okay, I’ll ask my parents.” Alice answers quickly before confirming she can. On Saturday morning, she arrives at my house. We work on our…

A Stranger as a Sibling There I was, sitting in my father’s red truck. I was in Mexico for that summer, it was June. My father, who was sitting in the driver’s seat with his brown plaid shirt, was taking me to visit my sister. Trees flew by in the corner of my eyes, sometimes followed by the occasional cow or horse, as we drove off. I was going to stay with my sister for the day, who I only had seen twice in my whole life, and I was only fifteen at the time. An important fact about us, is that…

Chastity laid the journal on her lap when she heard the tiny footsteps of her daughter, and then the screen door creak open. Patience was carrying her doll Sue by the arm, her light golden brown hair slightly ruffled from where she had slept on it. Wide eyed and grinning, she quickly ran over to the small table, and then dropped to her knees in front of the jar. “Mommy watch the roly-roly baby buggies?” asked Patience, as she brushed a few strands of hair from her face. “Yes, sweetie, I did,”…

Sofia jumped to her other shoulder and let her frail hand drop on the snooze button. As she struggled to get comfortable again she realized it was December 6th. She got dressed and ran out the door. She sat in the cafe as the waitress brought her regular order with an additional slice of vanilla cake. Many men walked in all with flushed faces and brown hair, but none had blue eyes. The sun was fully out now and there was still no sign of her sophic best friend. She got up and shuffled out the…

The student is identified as a typical developing child since she is not receiving any special education services. Throughout this essay, the student will be referred to as “H.”. H. was chosen for this Case Study since she is in attendance regularly. This child was also picked because she initially gave me the impression that she was a student who was excelling intellectually. This assumption was made based on H.’s ability to socialize well with others using an extensive vocabulary. On November…