The Windy City This past summer‚ I went on a trip to what I now call one of my favorite places. The spirit of Chicago embodied me. I had always wanted to visit Chicago. I had seen many photos of the beautiful Windy City‚ and my friends often spoke of their visit to the city. Once I arrived‚ I did not want to return home. I was ready to leave my old life behind and start over. Going to Chicago opened my eyes‚ and taught me that I am meant to live in the city. Walking downtown made me feel like an
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The Hunt Your alarm goes off waking you from a deep sleep. You sit up and open your eyes‚ crusty and trying to force themselves shut. As you slowly get all of your hunting clothes on‚ eat‚ load your gun‚ and bundle up your really want to just go back to bed. Finally‚ out the door you go. As you are tiptoeing through the woods‚ leaves crunching under your feet‚ the occasional snap of a twig when you accidently step on a branch‚ you try to make the least amount of noise possible. The cold feel of
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I walk into the athletic hallway with the aroma of sweaty gym mats‚ grass‚ and cleanser. My head is spinning because of how nervous I am for this game‚ though I am walking confidently to the sounds of music playing in the background‚ coming from the obnoxious football players. My coach acknowledges my presence as I walk into the gym ready to start practice before the game. All my friends rush towards me‚ talking about who’s jersey I am wearing tonight. With all these girl’s around me I am suddenly
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Every morning when I wake up I let the monster‚ little Mr. Mittens our cat‚ out of his bedroom‚ make Folgers coffee‚ whip out a pair of non-stick pans‚ crack open the package of apple wood smoked bacon‚ and make blueberry pancakes. The smell is so overwhelmingly delightful that it has become something I enjoy dearly. Today‚ I have yet to realize‚ is a little different than most days. After I’ve had my fill of coffee‚ Applewood smoked bacon‚ and blueberry pancakes I notice that the wonderful aromas
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A Well Known Stranger With a almost regular basis he lures into the bathroom. After a quick shower‚ the morning can begin and with a hurry he begins to prepare for his day. Normally he would walk right pass the mirror in his living room‚ but not today. He cant tell why but today he sees something different in it. He positions himself right infront of the mirror. Watching the stranger in the mirror‚ he remembers the face‚ the stature. "Time changes a man." He talks to himself. "Maybe it is time
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Sprinkling rain fell on me as I exited the grassy field. Once the blinding bright stadium lights had dissolved behind me‚ I quickly made a turned down to a small path that led to the foot of the metal bleachers. I looked up to see the crowd cheering up above. With my face concealed in the shadow‚ nobody seemed to noticed as I took two steps into the skeletal inside. Immediately‚ I could hear the loud pitter-pattering sound of feet echoing within the spiderweb-like cathedral. Glancing around‚ I saw
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The scent of popcorn wafts over the peeling red walls of the ancient gym. Fluorescent lights blind me as I turn to glance over at the creaky old bleachers. The shuffles and murmurs of parents fill the sticky air while they come in. Clad in itchy mesh jerseys that boasted a large spur on the front hung over the equally uncomfortable shorts that resembled the jet black of my jersey‚ I block out the cheers of the crowd while attempting to perfect my form. Swish! The basketball floats through the air
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The clouds huddle together ominously‚ their dark curves mocking the landscape. The horizon is threatening and angry‚ the clouds roll in with the roaring thunder brewing destruction. A flock of birds disperse rapidly as a bolt of lightning illuminates the gloomy sky. The once golden land is now a black haze. The violent wind hurtles towards me‚ tearing through the building that once protected me. Anything standing in its way is wrecked. The wind charges through the leaves of the swaying trees
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Eric Moore Essay #1 #365 September 4‚ 2010 My eyes and ears open to the sound of chirping birds outside the dew covered window and my alarm buzzing behind my head. I sense that my room is still messed up from the night before after I threw my gym bag down from practice yesterday night. I stretch my arms and legs as I prepare to get out of my warm bed. I was so sore from practice it felt as if my muscles turned of and I couldn’t move for the whole time. I started to get the feeling back into
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Her heels‚ two sizes too small‚ clack as she walks down the narrow street. The long journey has taken a toll on her feet. Loud cries throb in the mind as her feet beg her to take her shoes off‚ the backs of them rub against her heels. Tall buildings like giants‚ tower above‚ fingertips brushing the pitch-black sky. The moon‚ a frozen sun‚ creating dancing shadows like a puppeteer. Her shadow‚ tall and slender‚ portrayed before her making her aware of her bad posture. The taste of the coldness of
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