• The Gift Of The Magi: a Continuation (Creative Writing)
    Gift of The Magi: A Continuation (Creative Writing) It was one week from Della's 30th birthday and Jim didn't have enough money to buy her a present. "Well," Jim...
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  • Creative Writing: The Highwayman
    Creative Writing: The Highwayman Their journey to London was not a long one, but in the night, it was a treacherous one. A rolling fog covered the land, one...
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  • Creative Writing: The Inferno
    Creative Writing: The Inferno It is the quintessence of monotony: a mountain chain of stucco that lies atop fallow lots the size of kitchen magnets. Welcome...
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  • Creative Writing: Inn From Hell
    Creative Writing: Inn From Hell It all started on a dark a stormy night just outside of the Paris city limits at about 11:00 P.M. when Doctor Bleed and his...
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  • Creative Writing: The Miller's Tale
    Creative Writing: The Miller's Tale This is a true tale of me and my life, or at least for a short while. The day had started out so well, you see I had...
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  • Creative Writing: The Nightmare
    Creative Writing: The Nightmare It all began one day when I was over my friend Susan's house. Her parents had just left for vacation to Texas, leaving her home...
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  • Creative Writing: The Pearl - Continuation
    Creative Writing: The Pearl - Continuation As Kino and Juana walked hand in hand back to their brush house the song of evil hung over them like a shadow. For...
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  • Creative Writing: The Person Behind The Mask
    Creative Writing: The Person Behind The Mask It had all begun when he was a little boy. One year a circus had come to town. In the morning a big parade was held in...
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  • Creative Writing: The Present
    Creative Writing: The Present Theme: Greed and stupidity. "Mysterious Fires Breaking out Across Prince Rupert, British Colombia"-- John Reeves "I can't...
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  • Creative Writing: The Quest
    Creative Writing: The Quest Feeling quite tired and hungry, my friend and I entered the food court of the Everett Mall. Looking around, I decided that I was...
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  • Creative Writing: The Search
    Creative Writing: The Search I used to work for the F.B.I., in the Portland office. It was my childhood dream to be the one who gets the bad guy. My...
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  • Creative Writing: The Story Of The Three Little Pigs
    Creative Writing: The Story of the Three Little Pigs 1. Upon a time there lived a homely hog woman, and her three straplings. They lived in a bare brush hut in...
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  • Creative Writing: The Tale Of Me And Summer Reading
    Creative Writing: The Tale of Me And Summer Reading It was a bright, hot summer day when it all happened. I could have been sitting at the beach or swimming...
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  • Creative Writing: The Unforgettable Man
    Creative Writing: The Unforgettable Man Derek Achterfeldt Eng 101 10/14/96 Remembered Event Revision Being an orderly at Scottsdale Memorial Hospital was a...
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  • Creative Writing: The Wave
    Creative Writing: The Wave I have to prove my point to Principal Owen's. I can still make this work, I'm sure I can. Over the past week I have shown these...
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  • Creative Writing: The Wind In His Sail
    Creative Writing: The Wind in His Sail "Ahh, there's no wind today," sighed Cobi as he tacked his sail around and headed for the shore. Cobi was a sailor...
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  • Creative Writing: Unexpected Horizons
    Creative Writing: Unexpected Horizons Wow! I love going deep sea fishing on our boat. I was excited when my dad had asked me if I wanted to go this weekend. We...
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  • Creative Writing: Unhappy Meal
    Creative Writing: Unhappy Meal Aaron lit a Basic brand cigarette as Amir pulled his beat up 1976 snot green Chevy Nova into the crowded parking lot of the...
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  • Creative Writing: x-Men
    Creative Writing: X-Men Zach Dotsey English 101 Section 30 12 December, 1996 When many people hear about the X-Men, they think of a silly kid's comic book...
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  • Creative Writing: When i Was a Kid
    Creative Writing: When I Was A Kid When I was a kid we left the dirty streets of Brooklyn, New York for the quieter suburban streets of Connecticut. We moved into...
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