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My Trip To The Philippines
Number of pages: 2 | Number of words: 474.... why he was there. After my father
solved the problem for me. We were all laughing about it.
My father said, "In the Philippines, eating with hands are their culture, you
will never see this in Taiwan." In Taiwan, everybody use chopsticks to eat.
Nobody will use spoon and folk to eat, because that's a kind of hard. Just like
my first time used the spoon and folk. I doesn't know either to use my left hand
to hold spoon or use my right hand.
People have longer weekend than Taiwan. Both Sunday and Saturday are their
weekend. In Taiwan, we can only have Sunday and half Saturday. .....
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Creative Writing: The Crash
Number of pages: 4 | Number of words: 886.... off. Talk about a nightmare of a morning.
After Jesse took off his grandmother sat there on the couch, clutching
the work shirt of her dead son crying, "Oh Edward, Oh Edward." The cries echoed
through the empty house as the grandmother sat there in tears.
"How could this have happened?" Thought Jesse to himself, "he was just in
Green Bay and now he's dead. Who did this? They will get theirs."
The only thing that kept Jesse going was his hatred. He had to devise a
plan to get back at the person who did this. The only thing he could think of
was to repay blood for bl .....
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Creative Writing: The Chase
Number of pages: 2 | Number of words: 501.... he and his package continued the chase already in progress.
Entering onto the interstate he planned on obtaining a very large lead on his
pursuists furthering his immunity from an almost inevitable prison cell, where
he almost certainly would end up if apprehended. At this very quick speed he
increased his lead and put himself out of danger. After half an hour, he exited
in a conspicuous place where his hide-out was located. "They'll never catch me
in here," he thought.
Getting out of the car, he cautiously made sure no one was looking as he
took his package into his .....
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Hopeful Encounter
Number of pages: 11 | Number of words: 2956.... automobiles so they could avoid the cold dangerous streets
and dark alleyways. Most shops were already abandoned, finished for the
day. Yet few doors were still open, desperate for any last minute
customers. One such shopkeeper was Phil Anderson. Anderson had worked as
a pharmacist for most of his life. At forty, he had little to show for.
The pollution that caused the gradual decay of the city had had negative
effects on business, as well as the environment. Phil, though by all means
not an old man, showed signs of premature aging. His skin was pale and dry,
wrinkle .....
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Alone With Nature
Number of pages: 2 | Number of words: 367.... pry yourself away from the immense meadow, still filled with many
unexplored treasures and turn back into the foliage covered depths of the forest.
The sun is comfortably placed in front of the cotton candy clouds, in the midst
of the soft blue sky. The occasional bird soars through in a last minuet attempt
to catch a worm so it may feed the yearning mouths of it's young. The rough dirt
trail ends and you are brought to the base of a rock. Your feet reach for the
unfamiliar footholds of the high rocky promontory, anxiously scrambling up the
streaky pinkish rock ready t .....
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Creative Writing: The Nightmare
Number of pages: 4 | Number of words: 1074.... anniversary and they had a long night planned. We
told them to have a nice time and they both grabbed their coats and left.
Julie started crying just as they closed the door. We gave her a bottle
and put her down to watch some TV. Then the phone rang and Susan and I looked
at each other, seeing who was going to answer it.
I answered the phone but no one was there. I said hello again, but
still no answer. All I could hear was someone breathing heavily. It was loud,
gasping, and very frightening. I said hello again and heard a faint, masculine
voice. As I began to trem .....
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Creative Story: The Chronic Swamp Murders
Number of pages: 3 | Number of words: 580.... and they were in no danger.
The Hemp's life went on with no interruptions until about two weeks
after the hunter was found. Another body had been found in the swamp. This
time the body was a male whom had a business suit on. The police came back and
investigated this death. After about a week they concluded again that it was a
broken neck that had killed the victim. There were no signs of a struggle so
the investigators said that it was some type of freak accident. They also told
the Hemps to stay out of the swamp.
The Hemps never went back into the swamp again, but one .....
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Personal Writing About My Mother And Her Stay In The Hospital
Number of pages: 3 | Number of words: 654.... and that she wouldn't be
home for a few weeks. I don't remember very much after that, except for the fact
that the period of time my mother was in the hospital fell on her birthday. So,
all of the family, except me, sat down next to the stereo. My father plugged in
a microphone, popped in a blank cassestte and hit record. Each one of the
children started to sing "Happy Birthday", then ended with a personal message.
My father then recorded his message. I was in so much shock and horror that I
didn't want to record anything. I was under the belief that my mother wasn't
com .....
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