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There was a roar of aero engines overhead as planes passed down the length of the roadway, the crosses of the Luftwaffe obvious on their wings. Uttering screams and desperate cries of panic people attempted to find cover, many getting knocked over in the rush. Moments later there was a crash and thud of bombs, joined by the chatter of machinegun fire. Up ahead a pall of black smoke started to rise slowly into the air, accompanied by the drone of retreating bombers. The crush of refugees…

On 04/01/2016, at approximately 1920 hours, Officer Bowman and your affiant were requested to respond to the Family Dollar to speak with an individual whose purse had been stolen. Officers arrived on scene and spoke with the 11 year old female victim. The victim placed her purse in a designated area for book bags which is a policy of the store to deter and lower the amount of thefts. The victim placed her purse there believing she was following the rules and proceeded to shop for diapers for…

I noticed this two years ago when I moved here with my family. We can define and recognize people from other countries, but still we try to communicate in the best possible way and to learn the meaning of special words when we are talking to them. Inside the United States, we have lots of different communities, such as American, Black, Hispanic, and others. The interesting thing about this is that inside them we have lots of sub-communities which have their own dialects. For example, in American…

Unstable, red, bumpy brick roads causing student bikers and drivers daily mayhem as they can feel every pot hole and dip in the street. Not to mention the horrendous condition of the sidewalks as well. The students of the University of Nebraska-Lincoln already have enough stress put on them to excel in classes, they should be given beautiful, safe, pot hole free sidewalks and streets to enjoy. One would think with the amount of tuition the students pay here, the university could at least…

anything happens to them that would have to be my sisters’ keeper, even if they were doing things that I did not agree with. I never paid attention to them until someone almost ran over my baby sister because I was not watching her, and she ran into the streets. I said this to ask have anyone ever had this brother or sister that your parents made that person parents made them promise to look after them even if they are doing bad things that them do not even agree with. In the short story…

Another tremor hits this one more vicious than the last. Raucous outside my bedroom window, cars flooding the darken streets slamming into one another.…

Amelie Thinking outside of the box is to think creatively without building up limitations for our thoughts or imagination. It is to be open minded about others and their values and beliefs and thus, not focus only on ours but also take theirs into consideration and accept the possibility of they being right, and us being okay with it. Also, thinking outside of the box is stepping out of our comfort zone, of what we’ve gotten used to and daring to try the unknown and do what has never been done…

As far as I can remember, I was living on a quiet and peaceful street in China with my other three siblings and my mom’s parents. That area was a residential area, so, it was pretty clean and quiet, not to mention my house was at the corner. The street was clean from garbage; there are a few trees on the street, and it was always calm and quiet like the countryside. I went to school every day in my grandpa’s car and played badminton after school. I really enjoyed the sceneries of the river by my…

myself of the house I used to live in on Perry Street. Here memories were made and things about myself were learned. I used to never be familiar with the town of Albion until I started my time of living here for so long. When living on Perry Street the town seemed distant and massive to me, little Corey didn’t know how the world worked or how my life would continue after having so many experiences here and finally leaving. Since then driving down the street brings back memories of friendship,…

A man was walking on a road, as we was distracted by the hustle bustle happening around him we suddenly tripped over and fell on his face. He stood up with bruises and a hurt ego. Staring at him was a stone in the middle of the road, he dusted himself off and continued on his way. Next day he was coming on the same road and at the same spot he tripped and fell on the road, it was the same stone that he saw yesterday. This time he got angry cursed the stone and continued on his way. The next day…