Hopeful Encounter
.... to own automobiles so they could avoid the cold dangerous streets
and dark alleyways. Most shops were already abandoned, finished for the
day. Yet few doors were still open, desperate for any last minute
customers. One such shopkeeper was Phil Anderson. Anderson had worked as
a pharmacist for most of his life. At forty, he had little to show for.
The pollution that caused the gradual decay of the city had had negative
effects on business, as well as the environment. Phil, though by all means
not .....
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Personal Writing: Life Is Short
.... school year. I went out
to a party one night, and I never expected to get into problems. I had a
little to drink and I guess it clouded my mind so I had a lot more. I
didn't think I was drunk until it was too late. The whole night blacked out
and when I awoke I was in the Hospital. It turns out that I had drunken
myself into a coma and if I wasn't taken to the hospital I would have died.
Although I still go to parties I am much smarter on what and how much I
will have to drink.
I guess the man that said .....
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Personal Writing: At The Hockey Game
.... that I had to taste one. As I edged toward my seat, I
noticed Little Ceasars advertising grease puddled on top pepperoni pizza
and a frothy mug; emersed with crisp cold beer…this teased my temptation.
With only a few dollars left, and my arms filled with delectable treats, I
finally reached gate 201.
I pushed the heavy blue drapery to my side. Standing in awe, my
eyes scanned the gigantic arena. Everyone, including myself could feel the
anxiety dripping from the air. Music blared, colored televis .....
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Creative Writing: Hackers Manifesto
.... I'm a smart ass... Or doesn't like
teaching and shouldn't be here... Damn kid. All he does is play games. They're
all alike. And then it happened... a door opened to a world... rushing through
the phone line like heroin through an addict's veins, an electronic pulse is
sent out, a refuge from the day-to-day incompetencies is sought... a board is
found. "This is it... this is where I belong..." I know everyone here...
even if I've never met them, never talked to them, may never hear from them
again...
I k .....
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The Gold Fish And The Fisherman
.... were walking down the trail
to their fishing boats they started a conversation.
"Hey, today's weather is very good eh? I bet there will be a lot of
fish," said Sun.
"It's hard to say nowadays. During this season we can't tell if there
will be any fish," replied Ko.
"Yes, I agree. During the last few days it appeared as though the
fish were all hiding. You're lucky that you only have a wife to feed while
I have a whole family to take care of. Sometimes my whole family had to
starve if .....
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Psychiatric Evaluation Of Guy Montag
.... for
an unknown reason (perhaps work), we can deduce this from the time when
there was a blackout in his childhood, and Montag and his mother had a rare
quiet moment together.
B) Father
We can deduce that Montag's father wasn't very attentive to him,
perhaps because of his dedicated duty as a fireman. Now, in adulthood,
Montag looks upon Beatty for advice regarding life.
C) Siblings None.
D) Home Environment
A Modern household, perhaps a parlor family, has a cold/impersonal
relationship with h .....
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Generic Letter On The Reduction Of Forests In Canada
.... It is well known that the decrements of the forests will leave us
without trees in the next few decades. It will also cause many wildlife
species to find a new environment to live and may cause climatical changes.
However, if we decide not to cut trees, our economy will suffer greatly due
to the many job losses. If we decide to continue with the cutting of trees,
our economy will still suffer in the near future--where all jobs will still
be lost because there will not be any trees to cut! Therefore, .....
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Nightmare On Elm Street - The Dead Of Night
.... her eyes, to scared to look. All sound subsided, except for the
bell. She dared a peek through her eyes, to see her bedroom. She was safe,
at least for now.
Her mother opened the door, slowly. She smiled and said, "So,
you're awake, sleepyhead. Listen, Julie is here, time for school, summer
vacation's over."
As her mother left, she got out of bed. She got out from her
covers, and she noticed a few small scrapes on her leg. She thought that
she must have cut herself on the way hom .....
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Creative Writing: South Vs. North
.... we had slaves. We kept these things alive and helped
them out. Like I said earlier they would have died if it wasn't for us.
We gave them a home and fed them when they needed to be fed. All we ask
for in return is that they work on our farms. They are property of ours,
we bought and paid for them legally. It says that one of my rights as a
United States citizen, is my right to own private property. I have written
proof of ownership of these wild animals. That's all that they are,
animals.
Think .....
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Never Trust A Man Who Wears Sunglasses At Night
.... bottle away. He finished his initial
search of Central Park and found nothing unusual. he completed his second
search of the area, again finding nothing out of the ordinary. Now the
waiting began. Vlad was experienced in waiting, one had to be in this
profession. exactly a black car rolls into the park. Punctual, Vlad
thought, a good sign. Vlad watched as two men emerged from the front seat.
Both men had large bulges under their arms. High caliber handguns Vlad
thought, very nice, very efficient, very .....
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Creative Essay: Boy Loses His Parents
.... at the end of the hall if you wish."
"Thank you very much."
Martin looked through the little square window of her door. The
private room was cold and dark with green tile covering the walls halfway.
She had tubes in her nose, her head bandaged heavily, her arms in casts and
her neck in a brace. She had a long cut along her right cheekbone.
"You're still beautiful, little Angela," Martin murmured softly
to himself as tears welled up in his eyes. He turned away and walked down
the .....
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Jimmy
.... old boy be expected to do under those circumstances?
His parents had dreamed of a better life. A life that would bring
prosperity and success for the family, specifically for him. They had
heard there was rich, fertile land out west. Sadly enough, his parents'
last breaths were drawn only a few hundred miles from their dream. They
had been murdered for nothing more than the few dollars and a couple of
small pieces of jewelry that they had possessed. The murderers had laughed
as they kicked at h .....
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Killer Instinct
.... of place it is, he wasn't alone too long.
"Useta call me Black Billy," he growled, lumbering to his feet. His
head ducked and dodged, body swayed, as he danced on his toes, shooting
lefts and rights at an imaginary opponent. His scarred face looked troubled
for a moment. "Coulda been the Champ. Didn' get a chance. Said I don' got
the killer instinct. I know I got it. Jus' need a chance." His audience
nodded appreciatively and exchanged understanding glances. Billy shuffled
to a stop and shook his big .....
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The Monkey's Paw
.... just maybe I can squeeze out just one more wish to save us,"
said Mr. White. He held the monkeys paw high in the air and said, "I wish I
never pulled this wretched monkeys paw out of the fire". But nothing
happened, all was silent. "We can't make it go away" said Mrs. White. They
both fell to the floor with tortured hearts. "I cant live with a son like
that, we must find a way to put an end to this," said Mr. White. Herbert
began his way down the stairs. As he neared the end of the steps Mr. White
picked .....
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Up The Ladder
.... for a little ways," it said, "but I must return
soon, to protect my nest."
So Chris started climbing the ladder again, and the blue bird flew up
beside him.
Together they climbed past the top of the tree and into the sky. They
had been climbing for a little while when the blue bird turned back to its
nest.
"Goodbye, Chris," the blue bird said. "Don't forget to tell me what's
at the end of the ladder."
Chris climbed higher. Soon he met a woman dressed in coveralls. She
held a hammer .....
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