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The sun is low on the horizon, and the streets are quiet as people make their way home for dinner or to bed. It’s not the worst night he has spent in this part of town, though it still isn’t great by any means. Conard walked around with his hands shoved deep into his pockets, his shoulders pulled up close to his ears. The cold air stings as it hits him like a slap in the face, and if anyone asks him what he’s doing out here at that hour, the only response he can manage is a shrug. It’s probably too late in life to be ...
The doll by Jazmine Abuzaid ( I hope you guys enjoy the story!) I was once brand new, loved by a little girl in a flower dress. I had many neat brown curls and hazel eyes and a blue dress with a single bow. My shoes had no marks or starches and very night I would the feel the brush of those tiny hands against my porcelain face. One night she held onto me so long, her mother had to pull me out of her grip so she could go to sleep. I felt cared for many many many years. I watched the girl grow up much taller, happier and more mature. Nights di...
I am going to tell you the story of how my father reacted the day I told him I didn't want to follow in his footsteps. See, my grandfather was a surgeon and then my father became a surgeon and now I'm expected to become the same thing. Its amazing the amount lives they save and the money they make but that was not something for me. Ever since my fifteenth birthday, I have been taking theater and show choirs classes in school. It was my dream to be a music theater performer. I can imagine it now. Being on the stage, acting, singing, and makin...
(warning death!) I awoken to my elderly neighbor placing a wet towel over my head. She wore glasses and a long flower dress. ''What happened?'' I asked her. She stared at me for a few moments before answering.''You were just playing soccer outside and then suddenly began running in the woods outside my house and cut yourself on some thorns. You know its almost lunchtime and playing outside can be dangerous sometimes. Even if its just your own front yard. You are lucky your kind neighbor was there to help you''''Why was I running?'''' I do no...
I am a collage student who loves writing and painting. I love exploring nature like going camping and fishing.
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