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The Ransom of Little Lola Lola was just playing outside a mile away from her house in the woods by this pond, singing and humming to Shower by Becky G her favorite song. You could hear the birds chirping, the wind screaming, all the animals talking, and Lola singing her song. Then all of a sudden she stopped singing, she only saw black, and could barely breath. All you could hear is her breathing heavily, the rest of the woods where total silence. For a second she thought she had passed out but…

to rest. My legs are tired from walking in the high snow and I can't feel my hands anymore.” Aldrich trys to placate Danny: “ See, over there is a little cabin and I cann see lights in the windows. Lets go over there and ask if we can rest a little bit.” They knock at the door and a lady of middle age opens the door. “Hey, how can I help you?”, does she ask in a decorous manner. Aldrich says:” I think we went the wrong way and we need to…

yelled, Bernie finally got up. I was downstairs waiting on my grandma. I like her a lot more than them. She understands me and try to see things from my view. My dad just yells at me for everything I do. After my grandma got to my dad’s house a little bit later. We decided to take…

and jumped back into their car, and drove away like a bunch of pansies.” I smiled, no one got hurt, and now the Socs know not to mess with me. I continued my speech to Johnny. “Also, the fights between the Socs and the Greasers died down a little bit, so no one really gets hurt anymore…” I expect Johnny’s voice to say something like, ‘see Ponyboy, no one has to get hurt anymore’ or something like that, but I’m just met with more silence. “You know what, Johnny, how about I read to you…,” my…

actual barrier or something for Sal to hide behind, or in scene four I would have enjoyed if a few of the characters would have smiled a little less. Although scene five was very well done, I would have liked it if the other prisoner had tried a little bit to keep Curzon’s hat, before letting Sal have it. Although I enjoyed this production, those are just the few things that I would change. The Red Hat Crew did an amazing job at turning a book into a play, and for the most part, it was very well…

This semester was a challenge. I started college courses for the first time this year and I picked up three of them to start off with. It was pretty difficult balancing three college courses and soccer. I worked hard everyday to keep my grades up, and it payed off. I’ve only had one B in my whole life, and it shouldn’t have been. I hold myself to high standards and get upset when I don’t reach them. Being so hard on myself made everything an even greater dispute. It was difficult, but I achieved…

where I am and regardless of how much I try stand out I just can’t stop blending in. As a member of generation that was raised with technology that makes communicating as easy as a tapping a screen or clicking button it is hard to not find it a little bit ironic, nevertheless I remain invisible. I am a very introspective person, consequently, I overthink a lot about what everyone around me might think of me, what they’ll say before they even speak, and how they might judge me at any waking…

who you want to become and how big of an impact you want to make in others. I am excited to say that I am in the right place and time, I have finally found the way to express my feelings through my designs and inspire others to understand a little bit of my journey. I am enthusiastic for what is to come, for my future, for what I can do as a…

George Leston the Second then threw a well timed and soft, at least by his standards, punch aiming straight for Lone's face. As soon as the two met, Lone tried to swing his glaive into George's abdomen but failed to connect his hit as he was hit by the incredibly fierce and powerful blow that George had prepared while running straight to his face. He was instantly sent rocketing back through the courtyard as all of the bone armour covering his face was smashed to pieces. A large impact was made…

Two Leaves, One Gone You know, I tried. I really did. As I sit here, a hole in my heart, (literally and figuratively) I wonder what I did any of this for, why this came to be. Sorry, my name’s King. I get distracted easily. I am your average but not average high schooler. Not to brag, but I’m kind of a genius. I’m a senior at 16, and had a fairly nice life. I had my loving mother, but my father had died two months ago to cancer, and it was hard carrying on. My little sister in particular, had…