.... these rituals came from in the first place, or who composed them. Most of us, alas, did not know and did not care. It was enough just to follow the rubrics and do the rituals as prescribed. But something brought me to an abrupt halt in my copying frenzy. I had dutifully copied rituals from different sources, and suddenly realized they contained conflicting elements. I found myself comparing the two versions, wondering which one was "right", "correct", "authentic", "original", "older", etc. This gave rise to the more general questions about where a ritual came from .....

.... father left my country to come to the United States looking for greener pastures. He wanted more for us than our country could offer. He worked very hard, and due to his effort, in March 1999 three of us joined him here in Washington, DC. Upon my arrival, I had to face challenges of language and different social customs, my accent made it difficult to communicate with others. I had to make new adaptations in order to excel in unfamiliar surrounding. Even though I always looked forward to living the American dream, a place for opportunities, I knew that it was easy. .....

.... part of daily life. The gunshots and unruly pitbull barking registers over the calm of the wet playground. Trash strings the streets and every dwelling has an eight foot, black, metal fence circuitously about it. Two white faces gape over the hood of a parked Cadillac. Besides the police parked down the block, they are probably the only Caucasians in a five mile square radius. Two companies of drug dealers fire at will scrambling for control of a superior capital making outpost. Even at nine o'clock in the morning the combat tract roars on. I was one of those faces peering o .....

.... in my life. Just like the secrets in my room, my soul is filled with emotions and feelings. My room captures the memories from birth till now. Even though I have not lived in this room all my life, I keep the memories in my heart and they show up in my room. From a baby till now, my mind has held a lot on in. It has held death and life, good and bad. It has gone through bliss and depression. My floor too is holding a lot on it. There are piles of clothes all around, and stuffed animals coming out of everywhere. Some say, how could I live with a room like this? I .....

.... big circle of girlfriends and boyfriends. If you didn’t find your own boyfriend or girlfriend, usually this certain circle would be the ones responsible for intervening and setting you up with someone. It almost seemed unfair, but that’s just how things were. Most of the time I was, unfortunately, the one being set up. It wasn’t that I couldn’t find anyone, but usually I didn’t want or need a significant other. Apparently, my friends thought differently. They insisted that I date one of their boyfriends’ friends. Two weeks after school started was the much anticipated Hom .....

.... man. Mrs. Grose told her that it was a perfect description of Peter Quint, the valet to the governess' employer but that Mr. Quint was dead. One afternoon shortly afterward, a second ghost appeared. This time the ghost of Miss Jessel, the former governess, appeared in the garden to both the governess and the little girl (Flora). The strange part of the situation was that the little girl refused to let the governess know that she had seen the figure and knew who it was. The governess learned from the housekeeper that the two ghosts had been lovers while alive. .....

.... by his wife, Annabelle. Two months later, Jimmy and Annabelle Spencer were married. That same day, Jimmy threw all his safe cracking tools over the bridge into a small stream. For three years everything went well. Their shoestore had great buiesness, They had 2 children, and they bought a beautiful home in the country. Everything was going well untill one day Annabelle woke up and her beloved husband was missing. Nowhere to be found. Also, when Jimmy had thrown the tools into the shallow stream, they had not gone far and you could still see the top handle of the suitcase. .....

.... food poisoning from the meat cooked at the restaurants went down. However latent dysfunction's occurred, somewhere ville, their neighbor to the east, who's economy was propelled by their firearms and ammunition industry suddenly had no customers, and promptly went bankrupt. A wave of unemployment and bitterness swept through the town, and the people became angry at what the foolish mayor of New Brunswick had done to their city! Back in New Brunswick things weren't so good either, people who once made their living by hunting, were now living in squalor. They .....