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  • Hard Times Of My Life: A Narrative Fiction

    was going to die at least I wanted to die me. I was on the edge of giving up entirely when I met her. I still recall the first moment she walked in the room; she looked like Autumn, all fair skin and soft chestnut eyes with long silky waves of strawberry-blonde hair spilling down her back. There was a contagious air of bliss about her, and it really pissed me off. A selfish thought, I know, but right then and there I couldn’t believe the nerve of this woman; that she would disturb my sorrowful…

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  • Illegal Immigration Narrative

    My hearts beat louder and faster the further away we got from Santa Maria. Silence was the only noise that came. Besides the van's engine and graveling ground. In the mirror, I saw Roberto. A blank expression. I was hoping to seek comfort from, but instead all little hope I had left just evaporated. Trying to keep my eyes from leaking, not letting the immigration officer see me cry I face toward the window. Fields and fields full of illegal people doing hard labor. I will never see Papa, Mama,…

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  • Bonnie And Clyde In 'The Trail's End'

    “You’ve read the story of Jesse James, of how he lived and died. If you’re still in need; of something to read, here’s the story of Bonnie and Clyde.” This is the opening stanza from a poem written by Bonnie Parker herself, titled “The Trail’s End”. The story of Bonnie and Clyde is definitely one that was remembered, which is what they both wanted. They spent the majority of their young lives together on the run from the police. The impact they had on the world around them is one that lasted…

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  • The Relationship Between My Mother And My Father

    with the typical set, one mom and one dad. My mother is a petite woman, she stands at five foot four inches and she has the softest features. The women of my mother’s side all possess the same traits, these serenely crystal blue eyes and sun kissed blonde hair. My father on the other hand is six foot and has large goofy-looking everything. The man has dark hooded brown eyes, salt and pepper hair, and rough to the touch skin. I am tall and statuesque with hazel eyes and very soft skin so I got…

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  • Personal Narrative Essay: Magic In Our Hearts

    already done and hair was almost done just needed a few touches here and there. My make up resembeled something of a movie star, never had I seen myself so beautiful. My hair looked so perfect fixed as if it was part of a fairytale movie. Long blonde wavy hair with flower pins…

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  • Tony Stark Character Analysis

    “Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some stay for a while and leave footprints on our hearts and we are never ever the same.”- C. C. Scott People think Tony Stark is selfish. Tony Stark knows he’s selfish. People think Tony Stark is only a playboy that doesn’t even know what love is. Tony Stark does know what love is. It’s Pepper, it’s always Pepper, and her eyes, her hair, her smile and her whole being. He knows the media lie. Pepper knows it too. (“Did Tony Stark cheat on his…

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  • Creative Writing: Stouffer's Lasagna

    "A dance my lady?" Beckett asks with a glowing smile his hand extended for hers. She giggles and takes his hand "You really want to dance with me when I 'm wearing this?" She asks her open hand gesturing to her simple half sleeved navy shirt and jeans, her usual work clothes for Happy Valley Preschool where she was a student teacher. His eyes travel over her body slowly, his lips curling upwards obviously liking what he see 's "I think you 're the most beautiful girl I 've ever met.." He says…

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  • Personal Narrative: Cathy Bowers Petraglia

    She is 15 years of age, and even though we tend to fight a lot, we are best friends. She is a giant compared to my mom and me, towering over us at 5 feet 5 inches tall with a shoe size of 9 ½. My sister has dark strawberry blonde hair, pale skin, freckles over her whole body, and brown eyes. As for her personality, she is very witty and sarcastic. Maddie is so smart that she disagrees with and challenges everything. Her report card has never seen anything lower than an…

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  • Narrative Essay On Mark Blackthorn

    Three slender fingers held onto to the string she'd pulled back, all the tension focused in her back and shoulder as she brought the string back to the side of her mouth. The arrow pointed at the target and with a soft breath out she let it fly. A sly smile crossed her lips as the arrow hit the target with a satisfying thud. There was a theraphy to archery. Something about pulling the arrow back and letting go, it was like the problems inside you left with the arrow. Concentration was also key…

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  • Feet: A Short Story

    “Feet. That’s all you ever see anymore. Feet. Bandaged feet from the mines, bloody feet from the woods, grimy feet from the fields, and of course, the perfectly manicured feet of the government officials. Feet. I’m tired of feet. Every morning, I have to look at the only mirror in our one-roomed home and tell myself this, “ Marina,” I tell myself, “Listen to the government. Accept your feet. Accept that everyone every day in the past, present, and future will always have to look at feet with no…

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