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  • Narrative Essay About Farewell My Love

    Farewell My Love My face was blank with no expression, as my fellow classmates cried their eyes out. Hugging and kissing went on simultaneously while others waved goodbye through the windows of the crowded, filthy bus. I felt no emotion other than the warm, silky, hands of Amy who sat beside me on our ride home. “Idiots aren’t they… huh?” Amy smirked faintly. “Totally who would cry about such a thing,” I snickered. “ Why can’t they understand that high school starts only in a few months and…

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  • Gender Differences Between Men And Women

    Humans have been around for thousands of years, and we are all very diverse in our cultures, races, traditions, and religions. However we all have one obvious distinction amongst all of us, and that is men and women. While there are many similarities between men and women, there are also definitive differences between us. Though some are deep and interesting, and become the topic of many researchers to debate, others are more amusing and can be clearly observed by nearly anyone. Truly, there are…

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  • Infant Observation

    There many differences in each culture that I have observe and each of the specific observation rase the affects of each baby development. I observer that the African parents are interesting. They make their baby go around places. The African parents let them explore they want. The African parent expose the baby with tremendous of bacteria, which is good because their immune response can kill off the bacteria. To make more interesting, the parents are now shaking the baby. The parents always…

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  • Personal Narrative: A Significant Day In My Life

    I figured I would just be alone in my room all night, and probably end up crying some more. I walked up my stairs, threw my basketball bag on my floor, and just plopped on my bed. Fifteen minutes later, there was a knock on my door, and I heard, “Paige? I 'm coming in, okay?” It was Taylor, holding a plate of fresh-out-of-the-oven…

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  • She's Not Alone: A Narrative Fiction

    librarian nodded and after looking through her computer she handed me a series of call numbers, as well as a key to use the computers and to the microfiche room. I could tell by the look on her face she was judging me. If I hadn’t used all my energy crying I would have made a scene. I would have made her regret judging my parenting. But I couldn’t. I needed to use the last of the energy I had to find out about this ‘Madam Moira’. I spent hours looking through books that hadn’t been touched in…

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  • Summary: The Book Of Margery Kempe

    most of the times that she is in contact with divine, whether it’s physically or spiritually. Specifically, in Chapter 60, Margery is in Norwich, and goes to the churchyard of Saint Stephen’s. Immediately after she enters the church, Margery starts crying and sobbing, much like Marie d’Oignies where even the gaze of an image could make her cry. As Kempe…

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  • On The Should Of A Stranger: A Short Story

    On the Should of a Stranger The sound of my shovel breaking the ground is the only noise that reaches my ears. The warm tears running down my cheeks, the only thing I feel. I slow down my breathing to match the rhythm of the steady chink of my shovel as it enters the dirt, almost reaching a hypnotic state. Anything to keep my mind off what is happening. Chink. An image of me on my knees beside the road flashes before my eyes, and with it comes a searing pain. My shovel misses its mark and…

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  • My Chihu The Greatest Tragedy Of My Life

    My first year of college, I experienced the greatest tragedy of my life. Some may say she was just a dog, but to me, she was my best friend. My Chihuahua, Tiny. I received this dog as a gift on my second birthday. At which point, she would fit in my father’s work pocket and pester me throughout her “puppy stage.” Over the years, Tiny grew into a best friend, more so than a pet. However, much of this changed when we found out she had a fatty benign tumor. 1.) At the age of 13 in 2013,…

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  • Most Significant Person

    She was a lady of actions not words. I spent more time at her house than I did at my own. Her house never smelled of hunger and sadness. She wasn’t the richest but I never did feel poor around her. She has become the most significant person in my life and has made me the person I am today. Although her left eye is a little bit tinier than her right, she defines perfection. Her hair is black with hints of gray. Her skin is as brown as the beans she boiled and as soft as petals on the roses she…

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  • The Importance Of Love In Love

    that she knew would never like her back but, it was hard when all he kept doing was drawling her in. Every sweet word and vowel that came out of his mouth dripping with honey. All of it started during a very emotional project. After a full class of crying and sniffles, she was emotionally drained and instantly slumped into her chair in Spanish. Not a minute after, he glided right into the chair next to…

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