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English Gap of Silence I tentatively walk into the library behind Gatsby. All I notice is how spotless the furniture and books are, which only makes me more confused. I know he doesn’t come in here often yet it is so well kept. I wonder what this can be about. Maybe it’s about all these absurd rumors. Maybe he wants to know what has been said about him. I sit down on the crème chaise chair and wait to find out. Gatsby sits, posture straight. I wait expectantly. This isn’t just any…

Dear Pápa, You inspire me tremendously, you're my idol and I look up to you. You're a great hard working pápa with beautiful green eyes that I'm extremely jealous of. I love how you're so fun loving and that you correct me in my life by giving me advice that I can always use in my daily life. Not only that but you encourage me to try new things like going out for dance in the third grade because you knew how much performing in front of an audience means to me. You compliment me and build my…

I’m listening to my dad’s old CD’s from the 50-70’s. Nobody can hear it but me. The night is silence. The star is shining. The world is listening. I should have gone to sleep hours ago, but the memories go through my head. The music has enchanted me. This music most reminds me of my dad, Oscar. I always listen to this music on June 22 and Nombrever 26. On Nombrever, 26 is his birthday and on June is his anniversary of his last breath. Its has been 10 years that I see him. I was 6 years old, two…

Calum's POV I had been hanging out with Luke, when I got an call from an unknown number. I don't really care who calls, it could be one of the girls I've been using as rebounds. "Hello?" I answered, Luke giving me a questioning glance. "Hi Calum, I am Blake Niler and I was Mallory's counselors. I was wondering if we could meet up to talk today?" This is probably going to be one of Mallory's attempts to get me back and make me help with the baby. "Where? Actually, more importantly why?" I was…

Before you go... - I hear there 's a problem with Orion. - I 'm on top of it. It 'll be sorted by the end of the day. Where are you going? I thought you were studying. I didn 't want to disturb you. What 's wrong with you? You almost gave me away this morning! - I 'm sorry. - My mom will kill me if she finds out! - You know I can 't keep secrets. - You 're my sister. - If I don 't talk to you, who will I talk to? - But it 's hard. I hate lying to Gogo. I don 't want to disappoint her.…

Mother, forgive me for making you wait so long for another letter. I fear I am still very tired from the accident with the bridge. Not to worry, though, I am getting better. I must ask you, once again mother, please let me down from the pedestal you have placed me on. While I am flattered by all your more than kind words, I implore you to cease the sweet-talking. I am not worthy of most of your compliments, for no one is truly as perfect as you claim I am. People might think lowly of me if all…

poor, one hand half in a pocket of dark jeans." “Thank you for explaining that my eye cancer isn't going to make me deaf. I feel so fortunate that an intellectual giant like yourself would deign to operate on me.” "Look, let me just say it: He was hot. A…

a car accident when I was fifteen and I then got put up for adoption. I got adopted by to people who hate me to death. So I ran away and I’ve been living on the streets for three weeks.” I asked her “Come, I’ll drive you to mine and you can have a hot shower and some food there.” She was very wary at the start but I knew I would do no harm. We drove off into the moonlight, with the car radio playing…

Growing up I was always scrawny, even before my growth sprout I was still considered slender. So elementary school for me wasn't always fun because I was extremely insecure about almost everything, mainly my voice. I still am just not as much. And on top of that, I was picked on alot. Anyways so when I got into middle school this was a fresh start for me, no-one knew me in that school but my boy Jonathan. Now this school I went to was new for the most part but the students weren't because they…

Driving home from the hospital, you realise you’ve never had a more exhausting week. You’ve driven this road so many times lately, but never like this. You rest your head back while the light is red. ’Pretty intense week, Huh?’ John reaches over and gives your hand a squeeze. ‘I’ve hardly seen you. It doesn’t feel fair. I get to just lie there resting and being looked after while you are flat out running from one end of town to the other. Not to mention all those sessions with the nurses. What…