Connie didn’t try to escape‚ not because she didn’t want to‚ but because she found she truly couldn’t. Moving her limbs‚ she felt the pull of her skin and muscles as if someone else was moving them and making her leave her home and her family to some unknown place. As she sat in the leathery seat - was it leather? Or was it silk? - she had a passing thought‚ but couldn’t grasp it quickly enough to bring them into words. “Alright‚ Connie baby‚” Arnold Friend said‚ leaning over and invading Connie’s
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“You’re It!” Low battery. Exactly the two words I didn’t want to see right now. ‘No signal’ blares in bold black letters in the corner of my phone. Soon‚ I will be without any light or time source; I need to find my way out‚ and fast. At the moment‚ playing hide-and-seek with a bunch of Intrepid teenagers‚ in the middle of the night‚ in the woods seemed to be cool… but now‚ not so much. Every now and then‚ I hear faint howls coming from what feels like behind me‚ though‚ in all fairness‚ a few
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Just like M. Scott peck‚ I have seen someone refuse to take responsibility for his own problem. The person is Chris Williams. He’s a goody childish teen‚ who don’t know when to quit playing or lying. The problem was that he had got me and a couple of other friends stuck in Hot springs. He wanted us to go with him so he can meet this girl. She told Chris to come all the way to Hot Springs. He asked his mama if he can go. She said as long as you have a ride back. Now we weren’t around when he ask his
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“My pack is old Alwyn‚ older than most‚ but Hale paid no heed to our age. It was a mistake. Our memory is ancient and we have legends and truths that have long since been forgotten. Foolish Hale. If they had recalled how we obtained our name‚ they would have left a sleeping dragon alone and I would not be here.” (Actions and so forth.) “Any fool can make a rule. And any fool will mind it. The rules that they made‚ we followed some‚ but we are not asinine. Many of their rules were useless to us‚ more
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Two weeks later Silky Bob was getting ready to be released from jail. Staring at the blank walls gave him ample time to think about the friendship he once had with Jimmy. Silky Bob stepped out the dingy jail cell and went to gather his belongings from warden. Silky Bob’s anger couldn’t be hidden‚ it could be seen all over his face‚ the way he walked‚ and the dark deep tone of his voice. He stepped out of the police station with one thing on his mind; find Jimmy. But where would he start? Silky Bob
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On Sunday 07/03/16 at 0506 hours I was dispatched to a suspicious circumstance at 30313 118th Ave SE in the City of Auburn‚ King Co‚ WA. Dispatch advised the reporting person‚ Jeanette Boccamazzo‚ stated a window had shattered‚ and had a hole in it that appeared to be a bullet hole. I met Boccamazzo at her residence‚ which is the above address. Boccamazzo walked me to her bedroom on the southwest corner of the residence. Boccamazzo point to a patio door‚ which was on the southeast corner or the
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On the corner of 8th and main there’s a man who sulkily shows up every day‚ rain or shine‚ with his taco stand. It was as if the man was a denizen of 8th street. Each day there is also a dog that languidly shows up‚ a cordial little pug to be exact. Each day the dog stands in front of the stand‚ just until the vulgar man chases him away and screams to him “never come back”. However it seems as though the dog is oblivious to the man’s words. Each day the dog still comes back‚ even if he was scrutinized
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PLAYER X. START! Shattered tiles crunched beneath the soles of my shoes; the destruction of the ground was accompanied by the disheartening sign of fractured and partial columns haphazardly dotting the dreary landscape. Gaze surveying the remainder of what I considered the consequences of a ruined city‚ I noticed the emerging towers at the horizon. As far as my eyesight allowed me to view‚ decimated landmarks defaced the eerily silent entrance point. Other figures‚ many clad in a similar outfit
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Cora Hart- Narrative Short Story- Working Draft There. Right over there. At locker number three hundred sixty eight. The new kid‚ awkwardly fidgeting with the dial. When the locker stubbornly refused to open‚ she gave an exasperated sigh and pulled a small slip of paper out of her mud-stained jeans. She squinted at it for a moment‚ then once again attempted the endeavor of opening the locker. This time‚ it swung open with a victorious click‚ and she crammed her bag‚ bursting at the seams with who
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English essay on the short story” The Island” We all know the word Freedom‚ but do we truly know what it means? It’s a good word which explains: No commitments‚ no chains‚ no concerns and no insecurity. The Scottish short story ‘The Island’ is an expression for this freedom and to indulge you to something bigger than yourself. It could be God or in this case‚ it is the beautiful nature. This short story is published in 1992 and the author is unknown. The main character is Doris (last name unknown)
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