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It’s funny how the smallest of comments can snowball into a mountain of trouble. I guess it’s the silence that really hurts the situation, beating it into a pulp of what it used to be. I have very few friends, and that can sometimes come in handy or hurt me in unimaginable ways. Now I know that I’ve said some things I shouldn’t have said before, but it’s usually stayed the small incident it is. There has only been one time in my life where I have been in some deep trouble due to saying something

Ninety years have flown by since Winnie Foster first met the immortal Tucks in the woods. Jesse tuck now 194 years old, went in search to find his beloved Winnie Foster. If Winnie had drunk from the magical spring, she would still be alive today. Jesse was feeling distressed, he couldn’t stop thinking about whether or not Winnie drunk from the spring. If she hadn’t drunk the water it would be hard for Jesse to find someone who will be with him forever. Jesse was talking to a man at a restaurant and

In 1890, there lived a woman, named Mary Cheapmann. She was a beautiful young lady with long blonde straight hair, white skin, and blue eyes. Every man that she met can’t resist to not see her face. She lived with her father, James Cheapmann in a village in Wiltshire, England. It was a small, peaceful and tranquil village, where the people lived happily and harmoniously. She helped her father every day, who was a poor vegetable seller in a traditional market. One morning in autumn, as usual Mary

Imagine you and your friends are going to a movie at the theater. You all file in and sit down just as the opening credits start. It starts out as a black screen and slowly fades into a battle scene. One knight comes into the main focus of the audience. He is lying on the ground hit and is going to die. You can hear a voice from the screen reading dramatic dialog, but that’s all you can hear. No background sounds, no instruments, and no music only voices. What would it be like? No music through

The evil couch came as a set. One of the pieces was the evil chair. Well, it’s actually a chair and a half. It is the best chair ever. It is super wide and reclines back like the couch. Napping in this chair is a pleasure. Other favorite activities include watching TV and reading, which is what Nicole was doing now. She was in full recline mode, lying on her side reading her new ebook. It was an indulgence she didn’t often partake of, for obvious reasons, the Inn being what it was. Today

Setting my suitcase and bags next to my bed, I looked around seeing that most of the things were placed as they were two months ago. Summer break recently ended and class was scheduled to resume on Monday. It was my last year here at Maxwell College of Arts and I could already tell that this year was going to be stressful. Being 21, almost 22 in September, I was ready to take on life. Ever since I was 15, I knew I wanted to be a singer. I wanted to share my music with others and be the one who spreads

Twilight Zone: The Shelter Frank’s last words were, “Or you can stay in there and we’ll bust our way in.” I still remember the day, when this dreadful, and horrendous event occurred. It was the day when everything changed. The relationship of family was put to test, as well as the relationship of friends. It was July 14, 1959, when the whole country was put to the test. I recall the night, when everything was perfect. The beautiful starry night sky which was glowing in the dark night sky, and the

An aroma of freshly baked empanadas filled my nose as I walked through the kitchen of our family restaurant. “Regina,” Papa yelled from across the bustling kitchen, “be sure to try one of those churros on you way out. I tried out a new recipe today!”. I replied with a big thumbs up as I stuffed the warm bread down my throat and fumbled to put on my sandals as I scurried out the door. I quickly glanced at my watch on my way to my vespa and realized I was already late, typical me. The motor to

I awaken in a state of confusion and dismay as to where I am and how I got here. I assign confusion to being in a pitch black room, or what I assume to be a room, I cannot tell for sure because it’s so dark and empty. As I stumble around and try to find some sort of clue as to where I am, a blinding light suddenly pierces through the darkness and shines with an unbearable heat against my pale face. I begin to wonder if I am trapped in here for a reason, maybe I have done something to deserve this

I have that feeling again. It’s not going away. The memories of what you said haunt me. If you want her, have her. She’s the one you really want. I get it. I’ll never be your first choice. It’s always her. She’s prettier and skinnier. Okay, if you didn 't make me think that you actually like me, I wouldn 't be as hurt. You know I like you. You mean the world to me. What do I mean to you? You probably just keep me around because I’m your back up plan and I buy you stuff. Other than that, you could