300 Seconds
It was one of those unbearably hot days in June when the humidity hangs in the airlike a thick fog. Even the incessant buzzing of the bees became languid ...
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A Very Different Place
The temperature changed when you walked into my grandfather's house. It didn't gethotter or colder, but instead it seemed to be perfectly neutral so that youdidn't have to think about it ...
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Buggy Mayhem
I woke up tired, as usual, and began to get ready for another day of school. Iwent about my daily routine and headed off to school, unaware of what was instore ...
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Growing Up
I fell in love with driving before I could even ride a bike. For my secondbirthday I received my first car ...
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My American Woman
My Sista. My Sista. My Sista. ...
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My First Drive
"Thewheels on the bus go 'round and 'round, 'round and 'round, 'round and'round," I sang at the top of my lungs. I was five and didn't have a care inthe world. I was hanging out in town with my brothers, and I was feeling fine ...
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Need For Speed
I hate to drive, but when I do, I go fast. I actually have what some call alead-foot - my foot weighs heavy on the accelerator. I have had my license for ayear and a half, and to my parents' surprise, I have a squeaky-clean drivingrecord ...
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Pavement
Let's stand on this pavement for another lifetime while our fingers slowly freeze andturn numb. Let's smoke, to look cool, and talk about nothing. Let's flip our hairand flirt with boys, and degrade the brains we have inside our heads ...
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Privilege or Responsibility?
A sixteenth birthday is a big milestone in a teenager's life. It gives you thefirst real taste of freedom: a license, as long as you're home by curfew. Icouldn't wait to experience that freedom, but I didn't realize just how much of aresponsibility it was ...
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Simon
"I fear for you, my brother. Those words had just reached my lips. Until now, they had stayedhidden, lodged deep in the cavities of my heart and mind ...
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Surviving War
It was April 13,1999 and a beautiful day, but not one to enjoy. We were at war.Schools were closed and only one food store was open in our city of Ferizaj where20,000 people lived. Serbian police were everywhere with guns, looking to killinnocent people ...
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Taking Driving for Granted
On September 13, 1999, a man woke up and got in his truck to drive to work, justlike any other day, or so he thought. Instead he made a choice that changed hislife and the lives of my family forever ...
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The Things I Carry
I am a pretty low-maintenance girl. I don't spend hours on my hair, and hardly everwear make-up. All I need to survive is my favorite Chapstick and some clothes. MyChapstick is always on me; it weighs less then an ounce and fits nicely in all mypockets ...
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Wake-Up Call
I'msitting on my dad's couch bawling my eyes out. It's 5:30 in the morning and I'vejust awakened from two hours of sleep. My dad sits beside me, his arm around myshoulders. My legs are throbbing ...
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