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Creative Writing Essays and Term Papers
My BattleFailure, in Webster's Dictionary, is defined as a failing to perform a duty or expected action. Failure is a word not common in my world. I hear of it, I see it, but I rarely experience it. It is a feeling I dislike having and a word I hate to be associated with. I do not even like imagining ...
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Creative Writing: One More BasketMoreno Valley was Jenny Rinke's new home now and making friends was
difficult for her. She put most of her energy into getting straight A's.
The first day of school, however, the boy's put most of their energy into
making fun of her. They had laughed at the way she dressed, if she was
pretty or ...
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Shattered Perfection“Sarah, why can’t you be more like your brother?” my mother inquired once again. “That was fine but you can do much better,” stated my dad, disappointed. In a fit of anger they both screamed, “can’t you EVER do anything right?” Although these may not their exact words every single time; it was ...
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Creative Writing: Apocalypse At The Nuclear PlantPete pulled up to the familiar sight of cooling towers
overshadowing his car as he parked his car next to the multitude of his
coworkers. His day began just like the others. If there was any plutonium
to be expected, he was damn sure he would be the one to inspect it. He
walked past George the ...
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A Christmas Memory: Truman CapoteThis story, "A Christmas Memory," is a nonfiction reminence of one
fond memory of Capotes'.
A distant relative of Truman Capote's, Sook Faulk, took care of him
through his childhood. Sook dubbed Truman with the nickname "Buddy," after
a former best friend. During one November morning, when ...
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Creative Writing: Revenge Of The HackerRichard was a normal looking kid, he did a lot of the same things
that the other kids did, hung out with friends and talked his way out of
the occasional trouble he got in, much like a lot of guys his age. Richard
went to Dolton public high school and just about everyone knew him by name.
He did ...
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Creative Writing: The Ice CaveThe lair of a vicious ice-creature, deepens down to the darkest of
caves. Wandering down the trail of a somewhat stenching essence, a mist
from the steaming walls encircles the air. The substance from the cold and
darkness seeps down to the farthest of senses.
Further down, the icy ...
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Personal Writing: My Most Memorable ExperienceThe beaten up old Pontiac sputtered violently as we rolled
leisurely out of our driveway. With my mom in the passenger seat and my
dad behind the wheel, the front of the car was up with excitement for our
trip to Arizona. My brother Allan was quietly asleep next to me, and as
for my sister, ...
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Secret AddictionAddictions are present in almost all of us. Whether it's a chemical
dependence, or simply talking on the phone, they can start to control your life
before you can even realize what is happening. Just a couple of years ago, I
had a problem peeling myself away from a certain activity. As odd as ...
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Creative Story: One Strange TripOne day while lost in the vast woodlands of Scotland, I came upon a pop
machine, I had no money, and because of my strong moral values, I felt I could
not force it open with a stick or break it with a rock, because that was wrong.
As I sat there leaning against it, I pondered how I could get a ...
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The Monkey's PawMrs. White turned to her husband "there is no one their" she said,
"where is Herbert"? "Thank God" said Mr. White. They turned and began
walking upstairs when suddenly they heard a rustling noise coming from
Herbert's old room. "what was that"? said Mr. White, "It's my son" shrieked
Mrs. White. ...
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Personal Writing: SalvationWhen I was eight years old, I realized that there was a huge void in my life. This void was like a dark prison cell that was closing in on me. I was captive to something beyond my control. The void that I felt inside of me seemed like a bottomless pit that just kept getting darker and darker and ...
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Heilner's "Beneath The Wheel" And MeAs it did every school day of my junior year, 11:12 AM had come
once more to mark the end of my academic morning, and the beginning of my
lunch period. After paying my one dollar for a small cherry vita-pup slush
drink and a strawberry fruit roll-up, I would take my place at the usual
lunch ...
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Creative Writing: Jimmy Valentine The Safe CrackerAs Ralph D. Spencer strolled down the sidewalk, he knew of a few things
he had to do. For he liked being Ralph Spencer and did not want to return to
being Jimmy Valentine.
First, he went back to the bank where everyone was still trying to grasp
ahold of what just happend. He took his soon to be ...
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From Memory Back To RealityIt is not a big or popular high school compared to Irvine High School, Los Angeles High School, or Mater Dei Catholic High School. The school I am mentioning is Rancho Alamitos High School. It belongs to Garden Grove School Unified District. Rancho Alamitos High School considered as the ...
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Personal Writing: At The Hockey GameWarm gusts of wind brought the smell of freshly baked pizza and
buttery popcorn through the giant metal doors. The warm-up music became
increasingly louder as I approached the steps of the famous Joe Louis Arena.
Scalpers hovered the sidewalk, while the Red Wings began departing from a
clean ...
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Creative Writing: A SundayThe leaving was easier than she thought.
All those nights practising it in her head. Just wanted to look at the gardens,
so pretty in the spring. Just wanted to see the gardens. Except in the end
nobody asked. She simply put on the good blue dress, combed her hair and walked
down the corridors, ...
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Stresses In My LifeStress in my life has taken a toll on others, especially my friends, and
continues to be the reason why I often feel depressed. Although some of my
friends may describe me as being polite, easy going, and stress-free, I
have many stresses causing me to become frustrated.
Growing up had been no ...
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Personal Writing: My First MurderI committed my first murder at the age of twelve. I had killed
before, but before there were always motives such as self defense and
protection of property. On December 25, 1991, however, I killed for the
carnal sake of killing. Taking this life did not feel wrong until the
fraction of a second ...
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Creative Writing: An Unforgivable Choice“What's the matter” a girl asked a ragged boy. “Nothing” the brown red-eyed
boy answered. “Where's your good behaviour? it's not very polite to lie, I'm
sure Santa heard that. Now do you want my help, or not?” the girl tryed again. “
I do” the boy said. “My name is Lucinda Wellington Jones, ...
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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. Now ...
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Creative Writing: Life In SumitvilleSumitville is a city with 1,000,000 people in it. It’s is prosperous city because it has a great economy, government, and social structure. The city is also very well maintained and fits the peoples needs. All basic things needed for the city to function were made within its borders. ...
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Creative Writing: When I Was A KidWhen I was a kid we left the dirty streets of Brooklyn, New York for the
quieter suburban streets of Connecticut. We moved into a large house in Norwalk,
Connecticut. Norwalk is the sort of town that dreams of being a big city but
will always be just another small port on the Connecticut ...
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Hopeful EncounterThe sun was setting. Far to the east, threatening black clouds arose
from the fumes of pollution from the several smoke stacks towering over the
city. The streets were pock marked and dented with the recent shower of
acid rain. Hot boiling steam from the sewers made the temperature of day
much ...
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Creative Writing: 6 Months LaterNow that Lennie is out of the way, I guess that I can actually do something
with my life. But, It's been 6 months since leaving the farm and I still don't
have a job. Oh, here's a sign. A mentally handicapped hospital needs an
attendant. I can do that, and it pays well too. $150 a month. "At that ...
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