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    American Fair Narrative

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    From the distance I saw lights spinning in the dusk, I heard a tune as if someone was waiting anxiously for a jack in the box to pop out, and the smell of fresh popcorn found its way to my nose. At age nine these sights and sounds were part of movies and television, but now almost ten years later I was heading to my first American fair. Jitters that seemed to be stuck in my lower stomach while I restlessly waited in a long line to enter the fairgrounds resembled the feelings I had the first…

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    A long time ago a petite boy and girl stood up to their calves in the icy cold waters of the Never Ending Sea with nothing more than a rickety old boat and a few sacks full of clothing and food. The boy wrapped his stick-like arms around himself in desperation to shelter them from the biting wind. However, a shudder still weaved its way up his spine as he began to push the vessel farther out of the shallow cover surrounded by dizzily high cliffs stained with ashes. Crimson Cliffs was located at…

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    there. His tummy grumbles in dissatisfaction. He slowly gets to his feet and takes stock of the situation. He glances to the east and he sees the sun starting to slowly work its way up in the sky. If he wasn’t homeless and stark raving hungry he would be happy, the sky was a perfect blue and not a cloud in the sky. The early morning rush hour has started where people start to go to work on this fine morning. Today is the day where he can quietly borrow a footy, but people just walk past and…

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    9/11 Short Stories

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    The moon hung high in the sky. A perfect silver disk, bleaching the land into a ghost-like replica of daytime. Its supine rays endowing the island with an eerie glow, it seemed to radiate a cold majesty, its beauty bordering hypnotic. The name Ariel sprang unbidden to mind, she seemed to resemble the moon in every way possible. Her eyes cold and distant. Her skin pale, almost devoid of colour. I stared at the long winding stairs, the polished wood shone in the soft light of the chandelier above,…

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    Ahead of them lay the Pilliga forest. They were close to the turn off and had encountered no roadblocks. The two had begun to relax. In the distance they saw a shifting black mass rising over the tops of the forest. Storm pointed ahead. “Birds. A lot of them!” “What do you think they are?” “All sorts. Looks like they took fright.” They watched as the sheet of black specks wheeled and spun, spreading out and pulling back. The cloud of birds spread like a vast quantity of oil across the surface…

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    It was a cold day in November 1959. Fog was covering the ground of the cemetery but every once in a while, the drops of rain and people passing by would separate the fog to reveal soft mushy ground, covered with a light layer of snow. You could hear the thump every time someone took a step, as everyone in the area gathered around a gravestone. “Shame she died” said a cop. His uniform was soaked and covered in food stains and he looked like he hadn’t exercised in a year. “Yeah, but it wasn’t a…

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    Both images were taken this year during Spring Break or Semana Santa, how we call it back in Nicaragua. I miss the days at the beach, the sun touches my skin, the breeze hitting me with sand, but most of all, I miss the colorful sunsets at the Pacific Coast of Nicaragua. Every time my family and I would make a trip to the beach, I would photograph the sunset and the clouds changing colors. It would be my favourite part of the beach. On that particular day of the week of Semana Santa I…

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    The ultra neon green nerf gun felt warm and clammy in his hand. He had covered it in mud to make it less visible and he was glad for it now. Michael Thorn, age 7, was on stakeout. He heard footsteps on the other side of the fence. 10...9...8...7… “WHAT THE HECK?” he yelled as a dark blue dart hit the small of his back. Alex ran away in hysterics. She laughed as Michael tried to chase her around the park. He finally caught up to her and pushed her into the sand. “WHAT’D YOU DO THAT FOR?”…

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    a cane and a rock with bright orange red hair. He’s standing upon a mountain comprised of dark browns and blacks. In the foreground there are more rocks shown further away from the main subject, but the rocks are engulf with fog of mainly white and sky blue hues. In the background we can see that there is a horizon line formed by mountainsides. There’s a mountain in the back…

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    Beach-Personal Narrative

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    As Kelly stepped out of her claustrophobic car onto the expansive beach in front of her and was taken aback by the blinding tangerine - coloured sun rising from center of the horizon like a kite making its way to the top of the sky. In the distant pastel coloured sky , seagulls croaked and swooped down determined to catch their unsuspecting prey. Microscopic boats were perched on the shore lingering for people to ride on. Rows of bright freshly - painted beach huts stood proudly side by side…

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