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    The sun was right on the horizon line and Lucifer was outside looking right at it as he waited. It was a chill‚ breezy day and would only get colder and the night came. The clouds appeared to have a salmon or orange tint to them with how the sun was sitting and Lucifer had to admit‚ it looked rather nice outside. He would be taking his advantage of looking outside and enjoying this before he would get thrown in the cage again by whoever desired to reach him first and attempt to get him in there now

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    She said while pulling her sleeve down I was going to say something comforting until the principal went up to the mike to start the beginning of the school year assembly. We waited‚ sat by eachother‚ silent‚ as the roars of meat bags just rushed us‚ we sat there just patiently waiting‚ not being moved or affected by any of the shit happening around us. The assembly finally ended‚ and it turned out that Samantha and I had the same homeroom. Johnny: It looks like fate just keeps on moving us closer

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    Three years of recollections. At times inelegant and strained but others‚ placid. In my memory you have always lived on‚ but the culpability in my heart tiptoes out when the sun reposes and the moon is thrown upon the firmament. All of which is compressed into this short letter you are reading. An adventurous and greedy man I am‚ I do admit. But please do understand my coveting of the gold and glory. “I and my companions suffer from a disease of the heart which can be cured only with gold”. Which

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    Living like a stoic was hard‚ let me tell you. Stoicism takes a lot of self control and restraint to execute properly. I chose to not overindulge myself‚ and to focus on applying negative visualization and self-control to my life. At the end of the night I would write down if something was hard or problematic that correlated with my new found Stoic life. Day two reads “I was hungry this afternoon and The Nest was closed. I had to restrain myself from going to Taco Bell and so I just settled with

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    It was a warm summer night of june in 2014 earlier that day I was a squelching hot 100 above that day.And I was heading to bed and so when I got to my bed I started to read “The Hunger Games” by suzanne collins page by page.And also read every piece of black ink on the page for about 20 some minutes.But then as I was slowly falling into a dark void called sleep i hear the home phone ring. I decided that I shouldn’t answer the phone since I should be going to bed at that time of night.So I decide

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    I was about eleven or twelve at the time. My mother called me into her bedroom. “Khalil‚ I have breast cancer‚” she said. Bewildered‚ confused and emotionally wounded when she proclaimed that she might not be a part of my life anymore. The announcement of her terminal illness shocked and awed me to a point in which I could not wipe the tears from my face fast enough to see properly. However‚ this experience not only made me appreciate and value my mother’s existence more‚ but‚ it also made me look

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    I asked him‚”What kind of gun did you use while you were in the service?” That question runs through my mind every time I think of Ted. Ted was my great-great uncle who served in World War II and he would give me some insight into what he experienced. Ever since I can remember‚ I have gone to visit Ted and his wife‚ Annie at their house in Evansville. The first thing that they would both do‚ upon my arrival‚ is to offer me some candy. That is a memory I will never forget because they would say‚ “Take

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    On one crummy summer day‚ my mom‚ sister and I were all on our way to Target to get some groceries. When we were passing through the isles‚ a toy caught my eye. It was a brand new Transformers set. It was like heaven… In a 5 year old’s eyes. So I ran over and screamed. “Mom! Could I pretty please get these? They would go great with my other Transformers”. I said. “No Buddy‚ Maybe another time”. My mom replied. I was terribly depressed‚ I really wanted to get these transformers and my mom

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    Personal Narrative: Aids

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    I have to say Aids is the worst and horrific killers I have witnessed in life. Ron came to stay with me in his last year of life. I watched him suffer‚ cry and fear death‚ regretful and unknowingly spread this deadly disease to several married men. Staying up until two and three even four in the morning‚ while he told me of his experiences in life and as a child and growing up and what happen to Keith. The molestation‚ how and where it took place and who did it. The reason he disappeared for ten

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    The bright blue background and High Mountain tops over 10 feet taller than me standing at 5’8’’. The slightly chilly breeze that lightly brushes my skin leaving small goose bumps throughout the surface of my whole body. The sound of the waterfall and view of the lake so translucent I can see the yellow fish all the way to the bottom. The trees singing in the background mimicking the echo of the water. The dirt soft and warm in-between my fingers from the pulsating raises of the sun. The rays drift

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