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Aryia Dattamajumdar Per ¾ #6 Mind Journey Out in the wilderness of the jungle, the feel of water droplets dripping down from trees towering above, and the slippery ground full of mud. With no one but a speeding cheetah, running at the pace of a bullet. His name was Choochoo the Cheetah. Choochoo was an affable cheetah who could help anyone with sensor powers. He could find almost anything from hidden creatures to secret paths. After a long, exhausting journey through the…

“Can you give me at least this day to sleep in?” I asked, while being a little annoyed as I opened my eyes looking around the room, with my gaze ended up looking straight into Tommy’s green eyes. “But it’s already 10 a.m., how long do you want to sleep? I cannot wait to eat our birthday breakfast that you promised yesterday” he asked as he turned around and left the room, shutting the door without waiting for my response. This is was the way all of my days started out including my birthday.…

thoughts and reality at the forefront of his mind. The first thing he wished to do was forget; to burn away the burdens following him with the scorch of the steeply-priced whiskey that awaited all men in favor of strong drink in the A-Deck smoking room. Normally, Allric would not be given to such arbitrary behavior, but the need to commemorate the…

I asked French what were the things he had to do before he could leave. He stated he needed to take measurements of the rooms and check windows and general condition of the home so he could give Franks a bid on repairs. While in the house French was on the phone with the owner and I asked to speak to him. I asked Franks if both French and Hughes had permit ion to be at the…

The story is about a kid the age of thirteen, me. I was up stairs on the second floor, in my room waiting, for my mother to come home from the store at the edge of town by the highway. That is where my story begins. There was a sweet smell coming from the kitchen at the middle of the three story house. I could not find what that smell was. I went down the winding ,creaking stairs. The first floor looked like no one was there. I saw my father sitting in the broken down tv chair. I asked “where is…

surrounded by trees and shrubbery with a large brick pavered patio. The interior images showed a bright open floor plan with fresh paint and new carpet. The entry had an attractive wooded staircase. There was a huge combination living and dining rooms with a soaring ceiling, hardwood floors, a bay window,…

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in Rochester NY my home town. This night would be different than any other night in my short life, this night was very different and only now do I understand what happened on that August night. It was hot and sticky but we had a fan running in my room. I fell to sleep thinking about whatever it is 9 year old think about. I fell into a deep sleep only to wake up roughly four hours later. I woke and stepped out of my bed…

water in hand ready to partake in my morning washing. “Ah, yes, good morning to you as well” I replied. He led me to my privy chamber, where my servant soaked my hands and face in the bowl of water. After the cleansing, a second servant entered the room to aid my dressing. “Good morning, King Polaris”, he stated with a grin. My servants then assisted as I donned my royal attire. While in this process, my lovely wife, Cassiopeia, comes and gives me a quick peck on the cheek. “Hello, Cassie”, I…

poking out from behind the clouds for a split second. Suddenly, something scuttled down a shadowy alley, cold pushing its warm skin back. Lamps flickered as it ran by, climbing walls and jumping from ledge to ledge from above. A woman changing in her room with the window opened screamed when she saw it for a split second, before being torn to pieces by its clawed hand. The clang of chain could be heard whenever it breathed or thought about moving. Somebody stood in the middle of the street,…