... shirt. "Time for the cat to eat little Robin!" He snickered, and grinned an evil grin. She started to run, but the madman was quick to chase her. She suddenly heard in the distance what sounded like a firebell ringing. She closed her eyes, to scared to look. All sound subsided, except for the bell. She dared a peek through her eyes, to see her bedroom. She was safe, at least for now. Her mother opened the door, slowly. She smiled and said, "So, you're awake, sleepyhead. Listen, Julie is here, time for school, summer vacation's over." As her mother left, she got out of bed. She got out from her covers, and she noticed a few small s ...

... decided to visit Jim Thomson's house next week. I was very happy to go out the university for more experiences especially to this interesting place. When the day that I had been waiting for a week came true, I was quiet excited and worried because I had to go there by oneself. I really didn't know how to go there!, However, I met my friends Bird, Poy and Beau at the bus-stop a few minutes before they got a bus number 47 to go to Jim Thomson's house. Then we arrived in there about 16.30 pm. Before I reached the Thai home, I felt strange and had a question again that why the beautiful teak house was surrounded by many cement buildings and was located on the end o ...

... top of the trees. Most of the trees looked dead with no leaves on the branches. While sitting there watching the leaves I saw two squirrels running up and down a tree chasing one another. I looked deeper into the woods and saw a squirrel burying his nuts in the ground, so it will have food for over the winter. A few feet in front of me were red ants clawing all over a dead log. There were tons of them clawing all around carrying little pieces of food. All the animals where getting ready for the cold winter that is ahead of us. Across in the neighbor's backyard were birds eating from a bird feeder. I heard birds chirping then over top the birds I heard geese f ...

... CD holder hidden in the arm rest. This car is a gem. With all these great options, how could I pass it up? When I’m in my car I always feel safe. To enter the vehicle you can use the keyless entry system. The system is devised to protect against Car Jackers. In case of a jacking I can alert others by pressing the alert button and my car will then beep repeatedly and the lights will rapidly flash. The car does so until I repress the alert button. I can also lock and unlock my vehicle plus open the trunk. My car has seatbelts to fit each passenger and for added safety, dual airbags. When I put my car in gear it automatically locks all the doors. This featur ...

... the visitation rule. Why can a guy be in a girls room all day, or a girl be in a guys room all day, but must leave at night? Their is no harm being done if he or she stays. If your roommate doesn't mind then their shouldn't be a problem. If we are told that we are responsible enough to go and live away from home, then why does it matter who we live with? Why aren't we trusted when it comes to that issue? I feel that one should be trusted until one proves otherwise. The rule may forbid boyfriends, girlfriends, or just friends to stay in a room, but why family members? Have a heart. Your family member drives all the way to your school to see you and they mus ...

... she can feel good rough ground under her feet. She digs her toes in, and rubs her soles into the earth. They say, look at that Jessy getting herself all dirty, Jessy you naughty girl you'll get a chill. Time to go inside, girls. ÐFunny that. Being called girl. Naughty naughty girls wetting themselves and pinching. Quiet good girls slumped in the seats in the garden with their mouths open. Waiting for it. Drinking in death. Her voice shakes when she asks for two sections. She wants it far too much. Practised that too in her head over and over in the nights. Listening to them in the corridors. If Mary shits herself again tonight she can sleep in it. Listening to ...

... girls (one particularly) are a few of the things I often see over again in different dreams. I don't know why I have dreams that include water, maybe my body is telling me I am thirsty or that I need to drink more water. My war dreams are the ones that I would be most interested in learning the latent meaning to. After waking from one of the war dreams I feel great, like a hero, like I accomplished something. I was recently thinking about joining a military service so I could be related to those thoughts. Often, the war dreams occur when I'm angry or have conflict in my life, so maybe it's my way of getting rid of that anger. My war dreams are some of the clea ...

... I had involved in. Rapidly, I climb on the bed. Bed is my lovely place. I call it, the gymnasium. I used to roll on my bed. Whenever my mind cannot function or do not know what should do next, I would roll, roll and roll. This time is unusual because my head is crashing the fence of the bed. It is not much painful. The crash stops me rolling but starts me getting recall of my friend, Angus. At a time, my brain is working like a computer loading an enormous file. A picture is appearing - a guy is walking towards me and gives me his saber. The saber is sharp and shiny, it reflects an intensive light to my eyes. My eyes shutter reluctantly. I see my school, my nig ...

... James Parris, known to us as the writer of the group, shouldered the responsibility of lyricist. Children may know him as they study his poetry in their high school English classes someday. To me, he will always be Nick…or Funkula. Over a bottle of port, we created tunes until the shadows outside became trees and houses once again. Inspiration for a new song was never more than a glance to the sky away for Nick. He savored his forte- clever, witty social and spiritual observations. On this particular night, however, we rewrote the words to an old 80’s song that could not have been that good because none of us could remember the words, title, or artist who ...

... hard, and discipline on us. During times of argument with my uncle, I felt very rebellious because they were not my real parents and often developed strong resentment towards them and my parents. Since I was the oldest one in my family, all the responsibility of taking care of my brothers and cousins was carried upon my obligations. The expectation of graduating from high school and pursuing on to a prestige college came all suddenly crushing down upon my life. With this pressure at home in the United States, the most significant event that I had to deal with was my parents unhappily marriage. Receiving the news about my parents divorce brought severe depr ...