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Creative Writing Essays and Term Papers
Personal Writing: Jealousy And My FriendJealousy is definitely a green-eyed monster. Unfortunately, my best friend is the most jealous person I know. I don’t know how in the world we get a long so well because it’s obvious I’m the person she’s most jealous of. I wonder if she’s really a true friend.
First of all, I drive a nice ...
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Creative Writing: Friends Till The Very EndRain clouds began to tear themselves away from the jagged peaks of the
Koolau range and rays broke through the clouds and beat down on the muddy
water of Pearl Bay. Bobby glanced toward them, but his mind was elsewhere.
He paced back and forth along the isolated stretch of the narrow beach. ...
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Personal ReflectionsMy Mom and Dad were divorced when I was one. Dad actually managed to sexually abuse me before the divorce. Karen and Janet, my two older sisters and I went to Dad's on Sundays where we had breakfast. We listened only to classical music, which we hated probably because it was Dad. We did not like ...
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Creative Writing: Time TravelSitting in the court room, Bryan does not pay attention to anything
that is going on around him. All he can think about is the accident and if
he could change things he would. If he could go back in time and make
himself the one that was killed and not Jeff, he would do it in a heartbeat.
This ...
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Personal Writing: Going To School In The United StatesThe cycle of life is just a big step towards growing up.
Throughout my young adolescent year, I had to experience my childhood
without my parents. This experience was my first step towards becoming an
adult. Ever since I was a boy growing up in Taiwan, my parents was always
there when I needed ...
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Creative Writing: The Drunken MageJohnnny
Long ago, in a far away land called Palin, there lived an elf by
the name of Felmont.He was fond of playing darts. One night when Felmont
was traveling to town he stopped at an inn for the night. Next door to
the inn there was a tavern.
After Felmont had left his pack in his ...
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Personal Writing: Why I Need A CarLiving in the British Properties is a pain! Is only one of three
reasons why I need a car. I need a car because I live at the top of the
British Properties, I'm getting a job, and I have friends in different
cities. Living in the British Properties is annoying when it comes to
transportation. ...
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Creative Writing: The Person Behind The MaskIt had all begun when he was a little boy. One year a circus had come to town.
In the morning a big parade was held in main street. He could see the clowns
walking around making people laugh. He would watch the clowns` faces as they
walked by. The big noses and the funny walks made him feel ...
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The Republic Of PakistanDominion Republic (Speech)
Thank You, ladies and gentlemen. Now, we, , as we
feel it is our sole duty to do so, would hereby like to take the
opportunity to affirm and acknowledge the statements ejaculated by The
Dominion Republic.
First, we would like to state the present situation of Brazil: ...
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Their Common EnemyIt is known that a number of students dislike school. School is a big
topic of conversation in every student's life. Some students enjoy the work but
most talk about how horrible it is. Take a random group of students; have an
open discussion on school work and you will find that students will ...
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My AutobiographyMy life began on January 25.1982, in York, Pennsylvania. Born to the happy first time parents, Betty and Joe. My parents both had jobs, due to both parents working at the same time I spent a lot of my time at my grandmothers house. After I was two my mother quit her job to stay home with me. ...
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Creative Writing: There Isn't Much TimeIt is Monday morning and I have slept in, thanks to Thanksgiving. In
fact, it's twelve o'clock and I am free for the afternoon. As usual, I sit in
front of the . television after I clean myself up, staring endlessly at the
screen with my finger clicking on the remote. I realize that I have a ...
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Person Essay On CharlesAs a handsome 5' 10" male with dark hair spiked in the front, and the
most engaging smile approached my desk , I knew I would be laughing shortly.
Charles walked up to my desk in Human Biology while we were dissecting eyeballs
and commented on my eyeball. "You seem to have a better eyeball than I ...
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Creative Story: The LakeIt was the middle of springtime and across from my house where the
incident took place. There was a lake there in which my brother and I loved to
explore from time to time. The humidity and waterdrops where reminiscent of a
fully functional sauna. The onslaught of heat and burning glow of the sun ...
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Creative Essay: Moldy BreadThis amazing craze of eating mouldy bread has just started in America, by a small Washington family. Eyewitnesses say they were just about to have toast one quiet night around the dinner table, when Mrs D Composed noticed the white fluffy substance growing on the bread before toasting it, and ...
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Lost In SamarraDawn looked out the window hopelessly as the train rolled over the
Syria border. Her black lab, Billy, sat next to her, his tongue hanging out
in exhaustion. Dawn was remembering her long boring journey from
California headed to Iraq.
First, she got on a bus from her house in Sacramento, to the ...
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The "Around The World" Party At CollegeAs I approached the party I could hear the blasting music all the
way from the street. When I reached the back of the house to enter I could
distinguish the song that was playing; it was “It's good to be King” by Tom
Petty. After waiting in a line to enter I was finally in the loud, ...
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Personal Writing: Disaster Hits Village !Three years ago something terrible happened in my hometown.
It all begun one evening when I was sitting and watching on the local TV station.
They interrupted the tv program I was watching, with an extra weather forecast.
They said that there was a hurricane coming our way. They told us that we ...
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Personal Writing: "Lost In The Mess""I can't find my pink Guess jacket!" Sure as the day lasts for twenty-four long hours, I knew that it couldn't possibly be in my room, or could it be? The last time I saw it, it hung on a white hanger, closest to the left wall of my closet. It couldn't just vanish into thin air, so I whined ...
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What Family Is To MeSince birth, I have grown up with a different concept of family
than most people do. Instead of being born into my biological family, I
was adopted into my given family. I have known I was adopted, for as long
as I can remember because my parents made sure to tell me so, at the
earliest age that ...
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Creative Writing: The DreamWhen Bobby Hunter was 12 he had a dream. He dreamed of a strange
place that had everything he could ever dream of. It was a dream world,
something he could only imagine actually being in. The place was so
peaceful and quiet. He never saw any sign of human life though. He had
had this dream ...
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Presonal Writing: My First Impression Of My Teacher Miss VickiMy first impression of Miss Vicki was a highly authorative figure
towering over me. Her voice boomed and the earth shook whenever she marched. She
seemed like such an unapproachable and distant person. That was in the first
year of High School. She was my Literature teacher then.
During my first ...
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Creative Writing: The Murder CaseIt was April, and El Nino was pelting the rooftop in full force. The
rain came down in buckets, only to let up for a few seconds, then resume
with a crash of thunder and a torrential downpour. Detective Jack Barretta
hated being called out on a case on days like this. He and his partner,
Wally ...
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Creative Writing: The Miller's TaleThis is a true tale of me and my life, or at least for a short while. The
day had started out so well, you see I had become somewhat of a owner of women.
I was interested in this becomes because of the free jobs that came with it. You
see because of my gorgeous looks the women had trouble seeing ...
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A Trip To The Dark SideEverything started with a normal business trip to Alaska. Hector James was a wealthy man in the frozen food business. He was on a fishing vessel, observing the work of some of his many employees when he heard a large crash. “Oh my heavens,what could that be?” Hector asked his top assistant ...
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