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    Finally, he let her go, but noticed her cheeks appeared flushed and she sounded a little breathless. He wondered if he had upset her by clinging to her, of if she felt something for him in return but was too shy to say. It did not matter, because now was not the time to discuss such matters, not when they would need to check in at the weigh station soon. Even if they could not be declared official winners, taking part had been good fun. Fleur filled Rion’s basket with her harvest, but he lay on

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    Well, week five was the best week yet! I learned so much this and feel like things are coming together and I understand what I am doing now! The sensory integration approach is followed at Triangle Therapy and SI is not cut and dry. There is a lot to it and for me, it was hard to understand in the beginning. As I continue to work with my assigned kids, I can see how what I am doing affects them; making them shut down or become over-stimulated. This week, I observed the OTR administer a couple

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    would give people nightmares every night for the rest of their lives. Things that would leave a scar that can never heal and things that would leave you questioning your sanity. I will warn you, this story, this true story is NOT for the

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    Coming to Citrus Hill High school was a big transition for me within itself. I originally transferred from rancho verde to get away from the trouble and focus more on the things that were important to me, like my school work and baseball. I had heard from the people around that there was a good program there play baseball there. When I came I thought my year would be good new start, new school, new surroundings nothing could go wrong.. Shouldn’t have said that. When i got there my anger issues have

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    Could the ability to see dead people be either a curse or a gift? In the movie The Sixth Sense, Cole, a little boy, has the power to communicate with the dead. Quite a freaky concept for me because I am a wuss when it comes to the supernatural. Dark and twisted scenes were placed throughout the film that left me feeling uneasy and had an anxious feeling flush my body, but overall it was a good, suspenseful drama/horror. Through the mind-boggling visuals and the constant battle between life and death

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    "Rei, Rei!" My little sister shrieks. Her piercing scream reaches me when I get to my house front door. The family room darkens; the air thickens. Without thinking I sprint to her room, but her door is locked. 'Since when did she get a lock on her door?! ' "Rei!" Shelly cries out. "Shelly it 's okay, I 'll save you!" I throw my body against the door, but stop when a laugh that always gives me nightmares, rings in my ear. I look to my right, and as I do the house molds into the Hammerhead 's men

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    Co-op. I was working between 35 and 40 hours a week as an Engineer and by this time last year, had moved into my own apartment. Not quite the typical senior year but it worked for me. So, this year, moving into a dorm, giving up my “real” job, I was not expecting to grow as much as most freshman would, I was wrong. Since coming to college I have put together a whole new world for myself, and learned much about what it means to be a Umass Lowell student. I joined the Rugby Team after not having played

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    ‘Fuck. She’s going to kill me when she finds out about the car.’ I peered over to where the voice was coming from. I spotted a middle-aged man rubbing at a scratch on his car, but it wouldn’t go away. I clicked my tongue and decided to enter another strangers mind, wanting something more interesting than a damaged paint job. ‘Oh, God. Is it two pm yet? Why does he keep going on about his cat, can’t he tell I’m bored out of my mind? It’s alright, if I continue to nod and seem like I’m interested

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    I always looked forward to my mom coming home from work. She always walked into the doors with a smile on her face and greeted us with so much affection. Seeing her each day after work gave me so much joy and I looked forward to it. One particular day when I was 5 years old, my mom pulled into the driveway and I got filled with excitement that I literally thought I was going to pee myself. Except when she got out of the car she had this look on her face that I had never seen before. She looked worried

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    wishes. “He asked me for every single one of my passwords!” I say. I start getting louder and louder until I was boiling mad. I had nothing to hide but that still was not cool. “He made me-” In walks Tamis, but not to our table though. To her boyfriend’s table first. I think to myself how different that is, but I continue telling my story. At

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