Personal Writing: My Kiwi Experience
.... bumps that were almost
invisible to the touch. My hand was drawn to the core next. The core was
spongy and felt like the fruit, smooth and slick.
Next, I decided to listen to the sounds a kiwi could make. I pick
the slice up, and I dropped it with a loud thump. It almost sounded like
water sloshing in your boots. When I picked it back up, it sounded like a
sticker being pulled from your shirt.
After all of this examination, I decided to eat it, one part at a
time. I tried the skin first. It was tasteless, but was very crunchy. I
next tried the fruit. It was deliciously sour. It made my mouth water.
Next, I tried the seed .....
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Personal Writing: Life In Junior High
.... best friends were all gone. While they were busy enjoying high
school together, by contrast, it was hard for me to make friends. I was so
caught up at leaving my old friends that being sociable seemed non-existent.
I was insecure. While students were talking about their summer vacation
in class, I had my head down on the table. I had nothing to talk about.
Moreover, I was afraid that I could not “hang” with them.
The high school image was arduous to follow if you didn't have the
shoes, clothes, looks, or even the hairstyle, then you could not “hang”
with that certain “click.” I absolutely hated my freshman year. During
the .....
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What Is Freedom
.... know what they want to know without being accused of breaking and
entering, and trespassing in someone else's computer.
I think people are just getting defensive when I seem to know more
than I should know. Like, a teacher or someone that has supposedly had
high level of training, or is an expert in a subject, feels pressured or
challenged because of the fact that I might know more than he or she does
just by gift or extreme talent. I feel this is the only reason they made a
law against curious people or hackers.
People shouldn't be so stupid and just admit sometimes that they
are wrong and the "stupid person" was right. I .....
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Personal Writing: Drag Racing
.... of power, which is essential for racing. My car was
finally race ready, waiting to tear up the track.
The following day, our race team met up at the track. In the pit
area, we changed out our street tires for high performance drag slicks.
After a few more last minute adjustments, I pulled into the staging lane
and waited for my turn to race. Little did I know that my first race would
end up in disaster, a blown engine. All of the hard work and dedication
towards my car seemed to be a futile effort because of the bad results.
After we pushed my car back to the pit area, we took apart the
engine, looking for the problem. I .....
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Personal Writing: The Guitar
.... bought a
brand knew one. The strings and the pick guard had been taken out, so I
went to a guitar store and they fixed everything for me. I was able to
play it after that. I also have an Ovation guitar, which is a lot
different from the electric guitar I had gotten from my friend. My sister
won the Ovation guitar in a raffle, along with Melissa Efferage concert
tickets. She doesn't play the guitar, so she gave it to me. Melissa
Efferage plays the same guitar, and it cost over thirteen hundred dollars.
I like to write my own music, once and awhile, usually when I have
a lot of time on my hands. Mainly I play others music. .....
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Personal Writing: "Jen"
.... Anyway she started to walk away and she motioned for me to
follow her. In my state of shock I followed her through the crowd to their
dressing room backstage.
Being backstage was the experience of my life; I never wanted to
leave. Everything was free and to me at the time the two best things were
I was underage and drinking and I was hanging out with my favorite band.
When I finally sat down and talked to them I could not believe how laid
back and happy to talk to me they where. I mean they didn't care about
making money as much as they cared about making their fans happy. Shawn
the rodie /manager /friend of the band came a .....
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Creative Writing: Werewolf
.... Transylvania until he spots a beautiful woman in her late
twenties. He knows this woman, but of course his untamed edacity
overpowers his will to spare her. He advances toward her and prepares
himself for the assault.
In a matter of seconds he is on top of her lashing at her stomach,
unleashing a torrent of fearsome strength. With an uncontrollable rage, he
fastens his incisors, again and again, into the frenzied victim's flesh,
tearing at it like the savage beast he is.
After the moon waned, Gregory was left with memories of that
horrendous night. The wild beast was no longer in him but he knew it would
return when the moo .....
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Personal Writing: My Life Line
.... If
his name had been Akbar or Jabar, it wouldn't have been so strange for me.
But Hank?...come on. What were his parents thinking. It could start a
tribal war or whatever those people in India do for fun.
Although I was confused I shook his hand warmly. He continued on to
his room and I went back to watching TV.
Then I heard my dad talking to him. I normally don't mind when I
here my dad talk but when people from other countries come he talks really
loud. They aren't deaf but I guess he thinks the louder he talks the easier
it will be for them to understand. He was yelling, “HANK DO YOU WANT
ANYTHING TO EA .....
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Personal Writing: Significant Experience That Has Special Meaning
.... term).
Then, after seventeen and a half years, the day finally came for
Princess Lauren to leave home in order to further her education. As she was
preparing for this day, she began to realize that her life, as she had
always known it, would be drastically changing. And I don't mean a simple
adjustment. I mean a humongous change. Who would do her laundry, and cook,
and clean for her? After pondering over this troubling question for a while,
it finally dawned on her. Would she actually have to take care of herself?
Princess Lauren had always looked forward to leaving home, but when she
realized that she would no longer be recei .....
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The Book Of Destiny
.... the first
page and I can see what is in store for you today. Now, everyone in town
can look to see what was in story for them on that day and that day only.
Anyone who goes past the page with the same date as that day will not like
their future. Death is usually what comes because these are the gods."
After that, the old man guided him out of the woods so that he
could show all the towns people the book. He told everyone the story the
man had told him. "You may look to see what is going on in your life on
that day and that day only, but never go past." All of the town people
were excited by this discovery. Everyone knew n .....
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Personal Writing: My Favorite Vacation
.... could see the bottom at least 30 feet deep. There were no rocks to cut
you at all it was just like the sand on the beach. It was lots of fun.
When we got tired we went back to the ship and got cleaned up for dinner.
Our next island was St. Martinique. This island was were we got to go up a
big mountain in a cab and at the top was a big cave that was filed with
stalagtights. These stalatights hung from the ceiling of the cave. They
varied in sizes from 2 inches to 8 feet. We got on a small train that took
us all through the mountain. The train ride lasted about 2 hours. It sure
was fun seeing all those different sizes of stalag .....
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Creative Writing: Love At First Sight
.... had light brown hair. He was wearing a shirt almost exactly like the
one she was wearing.
She stood by the door to put her leather jacket on, and watched the
guy pay for all of his merchandise. The store was a crowded street waiting
for a parade to start. People were bumping into each other every were you
went. Before she walked out the door she turned to take one last glance at
him. As she did this, she noticed that he was approaching her. Maybe he
recognized her too? She stood there for a split second, and before she
knew it he was introducing himself as William. He also commented on how it
seemed like he had s .....
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