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  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    I'm not sure I should be telling you this. He was so popular, good looking and quarterback of the football team. Everybody liked him. We were at the after party and it was getting late. He offered to drive me home. We were in the car and I talked up a storm, but he never said a word. Then we passed ...
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    I’m not sure I should be telling you this. He was so popular, good looking and quarterback of the football team. Everybody liked him. We were at the after party and it was getting late. He offered to drive me home. We were in the car and I talked up a storm, but he never said a word. Then we passe...
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    In its shapeless form, It dances in the blue sky Unsure of its mood....
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    Why I Want to be a Teacher I am interested in participating in the Teacher Cadet program for many reasons. The most significant reasons for me are: sixth grade, English I, and Conrack. Well, to begin with, I never enjoyed school in elementary days; I never understood what the teacher was t...
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    The 21st Century Christmas is not at all like it was 50 years ago. Today, Christmas has lost its true meaning. People spend infinite hours shopping for that one exceptional gift. Giving and receiving gifts have seemed to have lost their sentimental value and Christmas has become one big retailer'...
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    I have been interested in sign language for ten, going on eleven, years. When I was a little girl, I loved to watch the adult and youth drama teams perform songs in sign language and interpretive movements. I was convinced that I would do the same one day. When I was seven years old, that chance ca...
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    You keep me safe When I feel scared; The mask I wear is Never there. When I feel scared, It’s you I think of. Never there— Impossible for you. It’s you I think of When the skies are gray. Impossible for you— Nothing....
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    I stumble to the ground while fumbling for the keys. My hands are shaking uncontrollably as I quickly hide in the trees. I fear I am being chased by Death As he yells for me with whiskey on his breath. “Come out, come out and face me, my dear.” I shiver and slump further down as he draw...
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    I have a long, thin, green body With arms that reach out to the sky. My head’s the color of the sun. My white hair gently folds away from my face. It flies with the wind in a graceful way. My bed is as warm as can be With the sheets spreading over me. My neighbors stand tall; We n...
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    Mom, why can’t I stay up late? Jessie gets to all the time. (Pause.) So what, if I’m only five years old, Jessie’s only thirteen! He’s always having friends over and staying in his room with them all night. You never disturbed him when Candy or Betsy or Christy or Alexia came over. Why d...
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    Her unfathomable mind was like a zany motion picture switching scenes at the speed of light; suddenly composed distractions were of no conflict to her, as vivid gray memories of her past slithered slowly throughout her mind. Oh, how she wished she could be arraigned from this adolescent yet in...
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    Friends are the fire in the den— Always warm and waiting for you When you need a place to unload. Friends warm our hearts And give us a cozy reassurance and comfort, Well-being for just a moment. They send sparks of color into our dormant lives When they are dull and gray....
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    I see you every day at lunch. There’s never any food on your tray. You sit alone on a bench outside. The friends you have exchange conversations hastily; But you just sit quietly never smiling or saying a word. All you do is flip your hair away from your face And sit hunched starin...
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    The flow of your hands, The gestures you make. I watch in amazement; There’s not a single mistake. I want to learn You want to teach. When we come together There are thousands we will reach. I practice and practice. I practice every day. The more I memorize, The mo...
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    Dedicated to: Pastor Chris S. This power’s overwhelming; It’s the most I’ve ever felt. People shouting, people jumping, People running round and round, People crying, people falling, Falling on the ground… There’s a language unlike none I’ve ever spoken, A tongue unli...
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    You came to me looking for a way out. You had dug yourself so deep in the ground. Every time you started to climb, You’d slip and fall all the way down again. I watched you climb and I saw the pain in your face. Your friends would watch you struggle up this pit, And every time you c...
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    He sat with his friends laughing and smiling at their twisted jokes. He always wore black. There were chains hanging from his neck and waist. He wore black eye shadow and black eyeliner, black lipstick and nails. His friends, we all knew were bisexuals and ruthless, doing drugs and drinking alco...
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    The school year was almost over, only half days were left. Mother dropped me off at my best friend’s house and drove off to work. I swam in the pool, played softball, drank pink lemonade, and ate a tuna fish sandwich. Yep, I was just playing with my friend. But what started out as an ordinary ...
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    Once upon a time There was a little old man Who had few teeth And lived in a can. He traveled in his spaceship Through worlds afar And always stopped to see The most exotic star. He wore bifocal glasses And was very bald. He had a hound dog. Snoopy it was called. He though...
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    The Luck of the Irish Have you ever heard the phrase the luck of the Irish? I’m here to tell you that phrase is not true. I am of Irish heritage But instead of green, my color is blue. Blue is my favorite color For it symbolizes my life. A life full of unhappiness; A life full o...
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    When I was a baby, I lived with my grandfather. The very first movie he ever bought me was Charlotte’s Web. He placed it in the VCR, and I would watch it, my eyes as big as sapphires. Wilber was so cute when he was a runt. Charlotte was such a pretty spider. There wasn’t a single time tha...
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    (Chorus) I’m standing under a war-torn sky Shots are being fired by and by Never can tell what lies ahead For all I know ‘morrow I’ll be dead. And I’m falling for a guy on the other side While I’m standing under this war-torn sky. (Verse 1:) How could it come to this? What ...
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    Verse 1: Woke up one mornin’ realized I love you Didn’t know it ‘til now but your so cute Got to get you somehow I’ve tried chocolates and I’ve tried to be cool But you still go out with the hottest girl in school Hottest girl in school Chorus: Baby I love ya cupid...
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    Verse 1: I’m sorry that I hurt you I was angry at the words you said last So I did what I did without thinking And now I know I shouldn’t have done that to you. Chorus: Oh, baby, I’m sorry I hurt you I didn’t mean to punish you Can you forgive me? Can you forgive me? I kno...
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    Mr. B, for today call me March. My symbol is darkness, my color is black, and my songs are, “Held” by Natalie Grant and “Praise You in the Storm” by Casting Crowns. I am March because on Sunday, March 11, 2007, at 5:00 pm, my mother got a call. She was so upset that she ran outside and almos...

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