Creative Writing Story Writing On a quiet lazy Sunday afternoon‚ he got off the bus‚ walked down a quite lane to a small cottage with peeling paint and faded curtains. Suddenly a voice behind him asked “Are you looking for somebody…”‚he turned around only to find out a blue eyed girl with long curly hair till her waist; wearing a floral top and short pleated skirt that ended a few inches above her knee. He just kept staring at her for a few seconds
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Descriptive Writing Task The aim of this lesson is to write a piece of original writing about a deserted house. You and your friend have just finished school and on the way home and you need shelter from the sudden change in weather. You see a deserted house and decide to enter it. Describe in detail the appearance of the house and the path that leads up to the front door. How do you feel as you approach? What type of door do you enter? Imagine that you have gone through the doorway
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Creative Writing My breath steamed the air‚ my eyes wide open looking into the distance as drips of sweat rolled down my forehead. My ears twitched at every sudden noise; I just hoped nothing would jump out of the darkness. I kept thinking about where I was and how I got to this place. Every footstep echoed for miles as I stepped upon the Iron Gate‚ the noise rattling my brain. I came to a halt‚ my sweaty hand roaming over the freezing cold steal on my chest as I tightened my only protection
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Re-creations ESSAY PLAN A MIDSUMMER NIGHT’S DREAM * descriptive piece on how I envisage my MSND‚ takes place in an arboretum‚ been there before several times‚ tranquil‚ beautiful‚ magical‚ mysterious‚ near a small village behind local pub‚ old church opposite‚ pub was once a nunnery in 16th C‚ joined to church by underground passage‚ nun attended trees‚ honesty box * my dream‚ walk towards shallow pond‚ barefoot‚ warm day‚ ot sweaty or overheating‚ long golden hair‚ nude but not exposed
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morning. I was then committed to this youth group; I was already late for this event due to my pressing of snooze seven times on my obnoxious‚ but strangely addictive‚ dubstep alarm. Once I combed my beer drenched and bleach damaged hair‚ caked on my paper white foundation‚ and drew thick dark lines around my eyelids‚ I took a step back.
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Keys to Writing a Reflection Paper By Alexander Eliot‚ eHow Contributor Print this article The keys to writing a reflection paper include thorough preparation and engaging ideas that provide insight into the subject of reflection. Unlike research papers‚ reflection papers are written in a less formal style‚ with the author ’s ideas and perspective being the focus of the essay. To substantiate these ideas‚ you must also incorporate supporting evidence from the subject of the essay and/or outside
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I felt expelled and exiled‚ sitting in a room filled only with a bed. White walls which painted no imagination‚ no hope just emptiness; yet they still assured me I was meant to be here. Every day was the same as the last‚ every memory I captured had slowly escaped. I was considered dangerous‚ vile and out of control; these words constantly surrounded me‚ swirling around in the echoes of the halls. 15 years I have been here‚ and still not once has my voice box being strained. Everyday new comers
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She woke early one Saturday morning with the room a dim yellow as the sun searched for a way into her room. As her mother entered the room‚ she drew back the curtains‚ and the bright rays of sun warmed her face. The wind entered her open window on that beautiful June morning‚ and it tickled her nose as it reached her. “Up‚ up‚ up‚” her mother exclaimed. “It’s a big day today‚ and you can’t stay in bed another minute! We have an appointment!” After minutes of battling her bed‚ she finally managed
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Jack heaved the creaking door open until he had created just enough space to squeeze through. As he stepped cautiously into the dark room‚ a cloud of dust awoke from where it had sat dormant‚ making Jack’s eyes water. Clearing his throat quietly‚ he looked around‚ before perching precariously on the corner of a cluttered desk. Jack picked up the nearest thing to him; a stained taupe1 leather diary‚ locked with only an abandoned cobweb‚ the key long since scuttled away. Opening the fragile cover carefully
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Congratulations. Five syllables. One word. A million sparks of energy surge through my body sending my every nerve into a hypnotic awe. It was as though you were falling in a dream and being kicked out of it. A moment of realisation… this must be just a dream‚ and for that reason alone I refuse to let it sink into my conscience. The world will remain a tone‚ a sound wave having happened to penetrate through my very existence‚ bouncing off the walls of my ears. Those alike to me filled their faces
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