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  • My Soul Essay

    Four years have passed since I gave him my soul. He came to me today with a box. This box was odd. The odd thing was it was colored, these colors were like a void in space in time. I couldn 't keep my eyes off the box. The colors of the box moved like a wave the colors came in shades of blue, pink, and purple. Maybe my curiosity will kill me. Before I could open my mouth to ask my curious questions he started to talk in a hushed voice. "Elizabeth I know four years ago we made a deal, but now…

    Words: 2146 - Pages: 9
  • Personal Narrative Essay: My Eyes On My Girlfriend Fox

    My life changed in a blank of an eye when I laid eyes on my girlfriend Fox. Right now I’m on the phone with her best friend Elliot, “So it’s been eleven months that I’ve been dating with Fox. She’s just too marvelous to put into words. I’m absolutely head over heels in love with her. I want to ask her to marry me, how should I pop the question?” Elliot went silent, and then I hear squealing, “Boy it’s taken you long enough? Oh my god this is fantastic news! Like I’m overwhelmed with emotions,…

    Words: 1081 - Pages: 5
  • Personal Narrative Essay: I Lost My Relationships With My Family

    I felt like I lost the relationships with my family, I thought I would never have friends anymore, and I never wanted to make any mistake like this for the rest of my life. Because of somethings in my life have been hard, I have changed from careless to caring. My freshman year of highschool, was wild and also nervous about being the younger ones in high school. I didn’t care about anything, beside my grades in school. I was a great student in school, I made excellent grades, and I got along…

    Words: 1508 - Pages: 7
  • Ahkmenrah: A Short Story

    Long ago, there was a man by the name of Ahkmenrah. All my life me and my family have been poor farmers that can barely produce enough food for ourselves. Ever since I was a small boy father and me have worked in the field tending to the crops, Mother is in charge of staying home and working in the house. Once me and father came home, she would tend to us and make dinner. When I was a young boy we moved into the city of Babylon to become more successful and to have a better life. Father says…

    Words: 1930 - Pages: 8
  • Personal Narrative: A Letter To My Writing

    Dear Luke, Calum, Michael, and Ashton (AKA 5 seconds of summer), This letter is something I wish I could say to you. But knowing myself, I know I probably won’t ever get the chance. It 's going to end up being a pretty long letter, so bear with me. Before I found out about you guys, I had never cared that much about music. I understood the effort it took to produce it, but I rarely listened to it. The times I did listen to it was usually when I was in the car, or there was nothing better to do.…

    Words: 1384 - Pages: 6
  • A Short Story: Buzzing Lucy

    Who would have known that they end up getting married. Now look at them, Ryan shakes his head. You have no one to blame but yourself. Walking into his empty condo. Jenna was quiet during dinner. Only answering when needed. The kids were excitedly talking about their day. When they got home, Jenna saw the papers Ryan faxed to her. Scanning through the papers quickly. Happy with the proposals. Hoping Mr. Phillips would be too. Surprised that Ryan didn 't put up much of a fight…

    Words: 1310 - Pages: 6
  • Descriptive Essay: Tainted Love By Marilyn Manson

    I shove my headphones into my ears and turn up the song I 'm obsessed with, Tainted Love by Marilyn Manson. I light another cigarette then neared off to the park where I can be alone. ~ I push the snow off the bench and plop down. The park is quiet and lonely; no one in sight except for me. I look at the jungle gym and study the frost on the bars. I wish for a damn miracle. I twirl my foot in the snow making an imperfect circle. I switch positions and feel the papers in my back pocket; I take…

    Words: 1228 - Pages: 5
  • Reflective Essay Red Lines

    Angry red lines. That’s what I called them. I hated them, loathed them. But at the same time, I needed them. I needed the pain, the sight of blood on my wrist. But summer was coming soon. It would be too hot for jumpers and long sleeves, so I was trying to go cold turkey. But it was so hard. So, so hard. Often I found myself holding the blade in my hands. Most of the time, I don’t even mean to. It just sort of, happened. And I hated myself for it. I wanted to stop. I really did. But it was like…

    Words: 1034 - Pages: 5
  • Lana Del Rey Analysis

    The general culture considers Lana Del Rey as a dream pop artist. But many people consider Lana Del Rey’s music to be depressed and desperate for love. For example, critics will say in her song “Video Games”, “It’s you, it’s you, it’s all for you, everything I do.” They will say that her actions are caused by her desire of love from a man. However, others believe she is an emotional woman and she expresses it through her lyrics. Although it shows her thirst of being loved by a man and wanting…

    Words: 1029 - Pages: 4
  • The Importance Of Making A Code Of Honor

    You know what I hate the most in this world is back stabbing bitches. There are people in this world designed to pretend to be your friends then turn around and destroy us. I have meet so many people like that and it makes me sick but hey what can I do about it. You can try to handle them in a way you think will work without being violent but trust me when I tell you that will never work. You have to stand your ground not matter what or they will just walk all over you. You can’t be afraid to…

    Words: 710 - Pages: 3
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