.... houses. We started helping the nabours clearing their properties. We thought that everything was over, but no. All of a sudden the ground started shaking, more and more. I heard someone scream "It's an earthquake". I ran towards the house, but I never got inside. All of a sudden something fell in my head, and I passed out. The next thing I now I'm laying in my bed. I get up and looks out the window. Everything so far I can see is destroyed, except from our house. It was built on solid ground. The earthquake had filled the village with water. It took years to restore the v .....

.... on and off the grey beach where he stood, then rose almost by habit to gaze once more at the Arizona Memorial stretching white and graceful, remembering painfully that this would be the last time that he would ever walk along this beautiful beach. As his eyes watched the waves, and how they caressed the muddy shoreline, he began to think of the future. His thoughts were quickly disrupted. “Hey bud, how's it going? What was so important that you had to talk to me about?” Chris asked. “It's to hard. I can't go on with it.” “What? What can't you go on with?” Chris demanded u .....

.... saying "You stay right here until the storm clears." He said he couldn't possibly impose himself. He then turned back to the memory or him walking across that cold muddy field. He shuddered. Mrs. Jones broke into his thoughts and said he could walk to the neighbors the next morning, she said "They only live a few miles down the road and Bob can drive you." He accepted gracefully, and said he would be out of the house at the crack of dawn. They said that's fine they get up that early all the time. Mrs. Jones led Joe to the guest room which was upstairs. They entered a .....

.... messing up his trademark hair. Kramer then took his beer nuts and threw them at Cliff. He ducked and they hit Norm. Edith, who was an ex-lunch aid at Saddle Brook High School, could not stand a mess and called her lunch aid friends to contain the matter. Meanwhile, Cliff took his mailbag and smacked Kramer with it. All of the sudden Superfly Jimmy Snucka entered the bar. Superfly, who was a wrestler, couldn't resist a fight so he joined in. He climbed on top of the glass rack and leaped on Kramer who was already on the ground from being hit by Cliff's mailbag. All o .....

.... along the long strait path of the highway home we spotted a dark hole in a rock formation along the side of the road. Being true cavers and adventurous types we decided we had to poke our heads in to take a look around. I veered off the road in started heading in the direction of the rock formation. Unfortunately although driving along what seemed to be tracks I was getting myself deeper and deeper into very soft sand. This was my mistake, traveling along a path that was untested and the whereabouts of the destination unknown. "Are you sure you know what you are doing" sa .....

.... and has ready to go to work. The lady lives upstairs . Sometimes, my mom and I are so annoyed by the noise from the ceiling at night. Heavy walking, loudly music, children banging around stairs… these noises bug me sometimes! Whenever I could not stand it anymore, I would slam my door room, warning them to stop it. But my request from slamming the door is rarely satisfied. At the corner of the apartment is a garbage-cart which is every morning there’s a old guy - wearing a worn, drag and dirty clothes - lean in and look for everything he can reuse. The unpleasant odors of r .....

.... I sat and thought about the events that had just occurred. I had little experience with what I was observing at Miss Singleton's house. It was difficult to view an elderly person living by herself with nobody to help her out. My family and I voluntarily felt inclined to donate our time to making her life easier when we saw she had nobody to care for her. She always had a caretaker that would help her with her daily tasks that she would pay lots of money to each day. I was skeptical the first time she asked me to stay with her, because of school, but I decided I would do .....

.... prey, and his wild frantic glances back. And then the tug of war, of spirits, of wills, of endurance. The wire of tension draws tight. Like and umbilical cord, the hunter has bonded with his prey, forever, bonded by the life and death chase. The fuse of life burns shorter, bringing the hunter closer, close, and then the final intimacy of the kill! Does the dumb beast know its fate? Can he guess its fate? Can he sense his fate shadowing him, silently, stealthily? He pondered his ideas and saw some tracks. HALF A DAY BEHIND "I wonder what his fles .....