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Essays on Creative Writing |
Personal Writing: Our Trip To See The Band "Last One Standing"
... help. A sigh of relief passed
through the car as we came into Burlington. Justin dropped me off at my
house in Burlington at four o'clock, a few hours before his show started.
I made my plans with them for later and sent them on their way. Something
about being home makes me feel much more relaxed. Walking into your house
and immediately recognizing that perfect smell of freshness (my mom keeps a
clean house), flopping yourself onto your comfortable bed, now this is what
makes me feel at peace.I was relieved to be home, knowing that I was going
to see Kristie,a friend of mine that I'm quite fond of.
A few hours slipped by with no significant happenings. I was r ...
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Personal WritingAn Event That Changed My Life
... studies.
Mothers curse the administrators, insiting the weather shouldn't stop the daily
study of knowledge. Fathers curse the plow trucks for their hectic ride into
work that awaits before them. But the children open their eyes to see the
miracle, little as it may seem. The children hesitate not, for at any moment
they know it may melt away, like their past. The snowmen are created as if God
had sprinkled a little of his miracle in each of their tiny hands. Snowballs
are thrown playfully by young boys, showing their “masculinity” to the girls who
giggle at their “immiturity.” No one notices the shadow. She walks through,
smiling to herself at the past she ...
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Creative Writing: The Most Important Day Of My Life
... fit through it. Then we began to fill the pipe with
black powder. Once it got half full we stuck the fuse in, and began to fill it
up with more black powder. Once it was almost full we stopped, and we filled
the rest up with hot glue. We did not know if the glue would ignite it or not
so we tested it out on a small sample of black powder. The glue did not ignite
the black powder, so we filled up the pipe with hot glue. We then screwed the
steal cap back on the pipe with the fuse sticking out. We were done with making
the bomb.
Last we decided what did we want to do with it now that it was done.
All of us were in a destructive mood at the time. So we en ...
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Personal Writing: Piercing - An Extra Hole
... was greeted by the piercing assistant who had both eyebrows, her septum, nostril, tongue, belly , and lip pierced. It gave me some sense of comfort knowing she had survived all those un-natural holes, courtesy of In the Flesh . Tiffany was giggling nervously looking around the store . The pierced girl gave us a paper we needed to fill out, we gave them to Tiffany's mom to sign on the line stating that we had authorization from an adult .The girl showed us all the body jewelry we could choose from to pierce our navels with. There were all colors of small rings with little colored beads connecting them . There was baby blue, teal green , royal purple, sterling s ...
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My Participation In The Prince Of Wales Robotics Team
... of time. As a consequence of team effort and
ingenuity, we ranked first in our province of British Columbia at the 1996
National Championships. Another aspect of my participation with this high school
club in problem solving was to acquire the neccessary funds in the construction
materials, competition fees as well as for personal expenses required for
traveling outside the province for competitions. Fund-raising was both stressful
and difficult due to the fact that corporate sponsors had limited resources and
could not finance to the extent that had been previously predicted. As time
progressed, the situation worsened simply because the district school boar ...
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Candidate For Hall Secretary Speech
... no sooner had I realized, that indeed, I was missing out . Through my daily visits, I was soon convinced that this was truly the best hall and I longed to be part of that family. I can even remember developing the attitude that I was already a Milnerite, a misconception I was forced to reconsider(1) after requesting a hall jacket and being turned down and(2) by the hall name that I was recently given. Tonight I want to thank all involved for giving this VAGRANT a home in which to live and to plead for the opportunity to express my gratitude by serving this great hall.
I accept your nomination with a deep sense of humility. I accept, too, the responsibility that g ...
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Basketball Dreams
... always said “basketball was like life and if someone lived there life like a basketball game and put there heart into everything, there will never be any regrets or failures.”
My grandfather taught me everything about the game of basketball. I remember him always sitting outside watching me play. Through rain or shine he would always be ready to correct any of my mistakes. His comments were always to work hard, and all the hard work would eventually pay off. He always drove me to watch the older kids play. He also encouraged to play with them so I could get tougher and better. I was very intimidated by the older kids, but he always encouraged me to keep on g ...
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Metamorphous, Relating To A Personal Incident
... no smoke would get out in the hall. On the
dresser I saw what I think they called a steam roller. The most horrid
device that I had ever used. I looked at the cylindrical tube, that once
used to be a transparent red but now had become a solid maroon from all
the smoke which stained the plastic, and noticed its simplicity. It
looks like nothing more than a plastic pipe that was only about one and a
half inches in diameter and only about six inches long. The bowl which
rested on top could have been easily assembled at a hardware store. It
amazes me how something could be so simple but still so destructive.
One of the people in the room slowly approached me as the e ...
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The Rain
... heat presses upon all of us in the car as a great torrent of rain hammers upon the vehicle, drowning out all other sound. You can no longer hear the sound of the engine, the heartbeat of the metal steed that has carried us this far and will carry us many more miles. The beat of the music is no longer distinguishable as beats out it's own tune on the glass of the windows and the metal of the car. Visibility is reduced to almost the end of our noses as the water sluices down the windows. Moving the car ever so cautiously, my father pulls into a truck stop to wait out . Making a mad dash through the small rivers that are forming in the parking lot, we all pile out of ...
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I Remember
... I wasn't allowed to help with the actual making of the candles until I was thirteen. Hot wax is very dangerous to be around unless you know what you're doing. If it gets on your skin it will stick to you and burn you very badly. I had to be old enough to know better.
going down into the basement for the first time and seeing all kinds of equipment. There are quite a few things you need to make candles. The first time I helped I only needed scissors, to trim the wicks, and newspaper to wrap the finished candles. As I got older, my tasks increased. Finally, I was able to prepare the molds, pour the wax and color the candles. The main supplies needed t ...
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