Belonging Sample Creative Writing Essays and Term Papers

  • creative writing belonging

    A family as dysfunctional as ours, you must understand why being so different is so hard. Having a twin brother who is the perception of a golden child, and a sister, who is probably going to be the next Miss America, really makes you stand out as the ‘other’ sibling. I obviously lack the physical genetics...

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  • Belonging Creative Writing

    this task, out of 15 marks. Make explicit reference to and use these words- belonging/ not belonging/exclusion and synonyms. Consider: Exploring a shift from belonging to not belonging and alienation The nature of belonging in this situation Motives, catalysts Consequences, results, effects Feelings...

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  • Belonging Creative Writing

    Mum’s got a problem. So does Dad. It’s not my problem, though. At least, this is what I tell myself. I never got much, as a kid. Like toys and stuff. We couldn’t afford them. Dad couldn’t hold down a job, and mum spent all the cash on alcohol. I thought we were normal, until I started school. All...

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  • Belonging- Creative Writing

    Creative writing As I wind down my window piercing sounds of cicada instantaneously bash my ear drums with their high pitched drill echoing into the bush. Hot air swells into the open window, and is being pushed back out by the ice cold air conditioning which effortlessly hums out of the vents. The...

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  • Creative Writing-Belonging

    birth to me. All my attention was given to a small pink notebook on top of the bedside table. I instantly recognized the book. I saw my mother writing down progresses of me, growing up as a child. I flip through all the pages with photos I recognized until I noticed something different this time....

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  • Creative Writing - Belonging

    Compose a creative piece that captures the significance of remembered places to the experience of belonging. .. I love this feeling. The feeling you get when you are safe and secure. Curled up like a ball and where no one can hurt you. In a place where beatings, foul language, poverty and inequality...

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  • Belonging Creative writing 75%

    It was a sleepy summer’s day and all I could think about was getting home and relaxing. The sun was gleaming down on us and glistened in our eyes as it reflected through all the droplets of water hanging off the shade cloth. The end of lunch bell finally rang and we all trudged to the lockers to get...

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  • Belonging - Creative Writing

    Creative Writing - Belonging The clear, bright and enlightening blue skies greet my face as I ponder through my thoughts in my head. The sun blossoms it’s radiating sunlight, which glisten and reflect off the tranquil, wavy sea to reveal elements of a mystifying, inexplicable, yet convivial world...

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  • Creative Writing - Belonging

    Creative Writing I jump back as a black feline shoots across the path in-front of me. I catch a glimpse of its matted fur; a screeching hiss pierces the night air as it encounters a mammal in the undergrowth. They say a black cat at night is bad luck, but I honestly doubt my luck could get any worse...

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  • Creative Writing Belonging

    I was disappearing again. I could feel it. I could feel the sterile white walls slowly sucking all the colour out of my skin. I could tell that the iron bars covering my window were slathering at the curve of my body. They were tired of always having to stand up straight; they too were slowly taking...

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  • Creative writing Belonging

    BRIANCA LE Creative writing: Belonging A swirl of heat engulfed the outline of my body, its elongated fingers clawed at the edges of my jaw line. Their torturing grips strangled me through the airport security doors. The smell of oil and putrid stench of armpit wafted around my nostrils. Its odour...

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  • Belonging Creative Writing

    The greatest pain in life is not that of the physical kind. It is not loss. It is not death. But it is to be ignored. Excluded. Alone. I’m like a tree. A dead tree, who stands alone in a field of emptiness. Sadness. My bark is flaking, falling, fading. I am fading. My leaves curl and crumble. They are...

    389 Words | 1 Pages

  • Creative Writing Belonging

    Deicide The crusted cliff top sighed empathetically in the burning embers of his fiery wake. He sat there, gazing upon the gentle planet that the deity’s society had named Earth. Lonely, he began to conjure a wheel of fire with his fingers to play with. Behind, hiding in the dry trees stood a human-like...

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  • belonging Creative writing

    CREATIVE WRITING 2 - BELONGING One year, two months and seventeen days. That’s how long it’s been since my carefully constructed world was split right down the middle, ripped and torn apart mercilessly, just like the car I was in. And now, I’m running, straight past Daikin, on Smith Street, in Chinatown...

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  • Creative Writing, Time and Belonging

    Trading Time Who controls the past controls the future: who controls the present controls the past. - George Orwell. Pre-war Germany. Hitler is beginning his campaign to build up the countries resources and restore pride after the harsh terms dealt upon the nation by the Treaty of Versailles....

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  • Creative Writing Piece- Belonging

    I was making my way up through the corridors and into my room after watching the horror movie “The Conjuring” for over two and a half hours. I realised at this point that God exists, and the devil too. And whether the horror story was a ‘fake’ or true like they claimed it to be, the devil exists. I...

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  • Creative Writing - Belonging

    The torch’s beams receded from its analysis of my pupils as my sight readjusted. Dilating, they brought life to my vision as I gradually regained my ability to distinctly identify the figures in my vicinity. None, however, were more distinct than one; his hair a mangled manifestation of a twisted barber...

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  • english (belonging- creative writing)

    the complex. The elevator door opens in front of me revealing my stunning girlfriend. I feel immediate confusion as I notice she is holding all her belongings. Is she leaving me? She moves forward yelling, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry” before pushing past me. I turn around trying to clutch at her wrist but she...

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  • Belonging Creative Writing

    Looking into the distance; there floated an insignificant, lonely cloud. Separated from its kind. Roosters were cooing early in the morning and her eyes came to life. Just another day. Better get ready she thought. Tired from sleep, Angela threw on her largest coat and searched for the door. There was...

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  • Creative Writing Belonging

    The building was ample and threatening, towering over me like a city sky scraper. The greasy car park wreaked of the scent of rain as cars piled in one after the other. Saints hoped out of their cars and placed themselves in the queue to enter the church hall, dressed befittingly for the occasion. I...

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