Creative Writing: Friends Till The Very End
.... the last time that he would ever walk along this beautiful
beach.
As his eyes watched the waves, and how they caressed the muddy shoreline, he
began to think of the future. His thoughts were quickly disrupted.
“Hey bud, how's it going? What was so important that you had to talk to me
about?” Chris asked.
“It's to hard. I can't go on with it.”
“What? What can't you go on with?” Chris demanded urgently.
“It's just, that, that, this will be our last weekend together”.
“Wait a minute. Slow down, your not making any sense. None at all. What do you
mean that this will be our last weekend together? We have the whole entire
summer p .....
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Creative Writing: A Murder On The Eighth Night Was Caused By An Old Mans
.... man's sleeping chamber he started to get real
impatient and started to act weird that is when he confessed the murder to
us." explained a detective. "When we took off the planks we saw the
dismembered body parts and then we arrested him." said detective Smith.
"If it wasn't for that neighbor that heard the scream we would have never
known there was a murder." The butler is now in a hospital for the
criminally insane. The butler is now awaiting his court dates yet to be
announced.
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A Christmas Memory: Truman Capote
.... show each
Saturday. Sook has never visited one before, but asks Buddy to go instead
to come back and tell she the stories of the picture show. After dinner,
Sook and Buddy retire to a room in a faraway part of the house where her
sleep's at night, to count their treasure. When finished counting, Buddy
declares the total was thirteen dollars. Sook, being a very superstitious
person, throws a penny out of the window. The next morning Sook and Buddy
go to town to purchase the necessary ingredients for the cakes. Whiskey,
the most expensive and hardest to obtain ingredient was needed to complete
the day's shopping. Since .....
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Creative Writing: A Day At The Park
.... what with the hassle of getting the
diaper bag packed , the traffic, and fighting the crowds while pushing a
stroller. It was hectic, but I survived.
Finally we were situated and ready for the game. The singing of
the national anthem was finished and we were waiting for the first pitch.
All of a sudden it hit me, for some reason I couldn't have been prouder.
There I was, holding my son and watching my childhood heroes, sharing his
first major league baseball game. Now I don't know if what I felt was
brought on by television fantasy, or just sheer pride and joy, but I do
know that I felt like a million bucks.
After abo .....
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Creative Writing: A Dream Come True
.... as usual.
As I was boarding the bus I looked up for a vacant seat. What I saw
then was quite unbelievable. Instead of looking for an empty seat I was
perving on a beautiful woman. She looked to be in her early 20s. The most
outstanding feature she had was her attractive blue eyes. Her clear eyes
did really amaze me. She had fair smooth skin and shiny blond hair. I have
never seen any one so beautiful in my whole life. I looked at her clear
blue eyes again, but this time I realised that they were staring right back
at me. I was really embarrassed. All I managed to do was to smile. When I
did, she smiled back at me. Her smile rea .....
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Alone With Nature
.... of the cotton candy
clouds, in the midst of the soft blue sky. The occasional bird soars
through in a last minuet attempt to catch a worm so it may feed the
yearning mouths of it's young. The rough dirt trail ends and you are
brought to the base of a rock. Your feet reach for the unfamiliar footholds
of the high rocky promontory, anxiously scrambling up the streaky pinkish
rock ready to explore any new treasures that lie beyond you. Once on top,
you gaze down and see it all- the crystal clear stream brilliantly
reflecting the sky, the vast landscape consisting of the towering trees
where the birds serenade each other and the s .....
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Creative Writing: An Unforgivable Choice
.... he properly heard you lien, I'm 7” Jason said “Would you like to buy
some christmaspresents with me?” Lucinda asked. “I don't know -maybe some
of the shopasistents will recognise me, and I'm really not supposed to go
with strangers” Jason said. “Well, only you can decide if I'm a stranger”
Lucinda said very tempting.
“My feets hurt” Jason complained. “I'm sorry, I shouldn't have dragged
you with. It wasn't supposed to take so long -I swear” Lucinda excused. “
Well I should have got enough presents now, I have almost spent all my
pocketmoney in just one day! I better go home now.” “Can I come?” Jason
asked. Lucinda said .....
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Personal Writing: An-Yang
.... colors
were made indiscernible by time, and was looking around her room. My gaze
swept from the thin, worn carpet, bare in some places, to the scarred
wooden dresser, to a dirty doll with an eye missing. (My grandmother could
never bear to throw anything away). She came and sat down next to me,
taking my hand in hers. The tight braid at the nape of her neck was coming
undone. Wisps of thick black hair framed her square face. I looked down at
the contrast between our hands- my hand was unblemished, pale and smooth,
while her hand was mottled with age spots, tanned, and leathery. She
started to pat my hand in the most annoying .....
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Creative Writing: Apocalypse At The Nuclear Plant
.... better believe it because it took me an hour to comprehend
what is going on."
"What exactly IS going on?"
Jarvis explained in his own special slightly whiny voice that he
chose to break out only in large meetings but decided to give Pete the
thrill of hearing now. One of the experimental pieces of plutonium had
become so unstable that it had actually began changing form. It had
undergone it's daily blast of gamma radiation when something went wrong.
Like the incredible hulk, it was growing larger at, what would seem not
that bad to the person uneducated in nuclear physics, but to the trained
mind, it was preposterous. Pete s .....
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The "Around The World" Party At College
.... them first come first serve. He would fill the cups of his
friends first, then the girls, and then if he had to fill up his own cup he
would. While doing this he was talking his friend whose job it was to
pump the keg when needed. People were sticking their cups in front of the
tap as if they were fighting for food, and they hadn't eaten for days.
There must of have been twenty people all forcing their cups in the general
area of the tap. Once I had my beverage, I decided to go visit the rooms
to see what kind of alcohol was being served. This party was an “around
the world party” which meant that every room had a differ .....
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Creative Play: A Royal Life
.... we have every night in the castle
Ingvey, Everything! A feast of huge proportions. Bread, cheese, meat,
fish, vegetables… all made fresh by the peasants this morning. Yes, what a
glorious time to live.
LAUREN: And you people (looking at the class) would you care to
join us in our feast?
THE PEASANTS LIFE:
BEEF: This is what most of the people in the renaissance lived like,
poor in spirit and in health. I am a day laborer, as is my friend Sonic.
We awake at dawn and work in the fields till dusk. We return home to our
wives and many children. Tonight is a special night for me, as I get to
dine on meat, which is r .....
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Personal Writing: A Schoolyard Lesson
.... to get a bit
timid, but as soon as the bell rang I felt all right.
We went through the motions for awhile: filling out paper work,
introducing ourselves, all the first day stuff. I heard a few kids say
they were new to the area, of which Brian Vedder was the only boy. He
wasn't much to look at, not a soap opera star, or a great athlete, just a
regular kid. Nonetheless I thought I'd like to meet him and talk to him
later on in the day. By this time we all were becoming restless, and I
definitely knew why. Everyone was waiting for recess, the time when kids
get to have fun and let it all hang out. After all we didn't have c .....
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