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Spy Games - Creative Essay
Number of pages: 32 | Number of words: 8781.... is
as a game. Mostly because we were working our maneuvers on real people who
didn't know we were just a group of teenagers pretending to be spies. Every
week we'd have at least one meeting at my house to talk about how things
were going. Sometimes depending on the case or goal we were pursuing, the
meetings would run on into the late of night.
I guess it could be said that I was leader of our group. The meetings
were held at my house, and I was the one who brought together the present
group of agents. In the theme of espionage, we referred to everyone as an
agent. Never .....
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My Job At HomeBase Of North Hollywood
Number of pages: 2 | Number of words: 433.... and deliver the response to a customer within three minutes. Working in the safe was one of the most accountable and trustful positions in the warehouse. I mastered how to operate the safe machine, count and balance the drops (money bags coming from the registers), and deposit money to the bank.
The second reason was the idea of meeting new people, learn about their cultures, and find out about different ethics. Knowing that United States is a land of immigrants, I was glad to meet some of those individuals other than my race. Every time my regular customers would co .....
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Personal Writing: Rock Climbing
Number of pages: 4 | Number of words: 933.... got out of the car and decided to go on down against our better judgement. The trail down was a steep runoff ditch about two feet wide surrounded with scrub brush. While on the way down I was thinking both about how bad my legs were getting cut from the brush, but also about not slipping on the sandy trail. The mile long hike, downhill, was nothing but a warm up for me and my brother who are avid backpackers and trail hikers.
When we reached the bottom there were signs of past water flow through here during the winter months. Then the water would be six feet deep and ten .....
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Personal Writing: My Dog Oso
Number of pages: 3 | Number of words: 660.... was playing about our yard when my older brother Jake slowly walked up to me. He had been supplied with money, and then instructed by my mother to take me to the corner store to buy candy and ice cream. At that time I was delighted, as the trip to the corner store was an epic journey, which I had never taken on foot, only by car. I did not notice or care that Jake, normally tyrannical, dictatorial, and abusive, was being unusually nice to me that day
Well, after the saga of the corner store ended, I was seated by my mother, who gently, nicely, and calmly told me that, Oso, a .....
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The Hurt Of Others
Number of pages: 2 | Number of words: 340.... we would get together over the summer. I called him once or twice, but we were unable to get together. When I entered grade ten, I found I was making more new friends, forgetting about Fred. Later I had found Fred had buried himself with crime, getting into a lot of trouble.
One day I saw Fred sitting on a bench by himself. I approached him with an uneasy walk..... " Fred..," I said.
" Colin!" he exclaimed. We talked for about half an hour, forgetting I had to be in class. After I talked to him I felt a sigh of relief. I have not spoken to Fred since that day on th .....
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Personal Writing: My First Murder
Number of pages: 4 | Number of words: 899.... squirrel was in season. some would call it a rodent, too stupid to get
out of the path of their Goodyears. On the other hand, I as well as many
others would call the squirrel and most other animals a dignified and noble
creature. Anyway, the life was a squirrel's and the weapon was a Crossman
pellet rifle. The weapon was a Christmas present, the squirrel was not
included.
Upon reaching my grandparents' farm for Christmas dinner (lunch for
those of you not raised in the country), I set out after my adversary. Any
adversary would have sufficed, but it was the squirrel's bad luc .....
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Creative Writing: Trigatipede
Number of pages: 6 | Number of words: 1630.... The investors asked me quite
plainly if I would be willing to create their zoo for them. At first I was
unclear of the meaning, but quick clarification had me realizing the
enormous biological disasters such a project would generate. They wanted
me to chemically produce hybrid's of different animal species.
My first thought was that such a thing was impossible, but they
showed me research and experiments done by the government that proved it
was possible. The investors sensed my unwillingness and placed a briefcase
in my lap. I opened it and found stacks of neatly w .....
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Personal Writing: The Day Of Surprise
Number of pages: 4 | Number of words: 906.... to the cards. It didn't matter
if you hated each other, on Valentines Day everyone put aside their differences
and even presented cards to the children nobody liked. That one day of love
seemed to unify the worst of foes through love and forgiveness. I could hardly
wait for that day to come.
As the night before Valentines Day had rolled around, anticipation had
escalated to an all time peak. Nevertheless, it was all set aside as my parents
once again started to fight. My brother and I were sent to the car in the garage
so that we would not witness them fighting. We knew .....
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