Freckle

The sirens outburst could be heard from all over the city. The news was on in every house, reporters saying “Convicted of robbery, Emily Stanford seen running down the streets of New York. The last we saw her was she was heading down to the bus stations. If anyone has any information on where she is going please call the police station.” Emily ran as fast as she could towards the train station desperate to get there before the police caught up to her. She walked up to the line and waited impatiently

As the girls drive along, windows down, blasting music and singing along at the top of their lungs, Erin realizes something is missing. She removes the piece of long blond hair that flew into her mouth and asks for the auxiliary cord with a twinkle in her dark blue eyes. “Just one song, come on,” she pleads desperately. “Ughhh,” the girls groan in unison, sinking into their seats. They already regret all the time and effort they spent trying to convince Erin to come with them in the first place

Rex had no idea how to break it to them. He didn’t have to tell them what he was going to choose, but he was supposed to. Everyone was supposed to at least give a clue as to what they were going to do. He decided not to, because he didn’t want them to try to stop him He knew being a protecter was dangerous work, with a high fatality rate, higher than any other career. He’d known that even before last April when Edmund, an older teenager he’d actually known and talked to a few times, came back

Flaws are the most important part of a person. My flaws are large and show like a large pimple on the side of ones face. Your flaws are small, and are often overshadowed by your talents and intellect. You are never visibly insecure, although I know you well enough to understand that you are internally critiquing yourself on every move you make and every step you take. However, I do not say what I do about flaws being the most important pieces of a person’s life simply to emphasize my own imperfections

Descriptive Essay A Horrid Memory My sweaty palms ran through-out the thin strands of my hair as I tried to comfort myself for just a single moment. I felt scared, almost terrified as the screams of my nightmare echoed in my ears and made my head throb. Almost never did I have such vivid dreams, and when I did, I never remembered them the next day. Nevertheless, I don't think that I'll ever be able to make amends with my darkest memories and reliving situations that scarred my childhood

As a teenager, I have spent a decent amount of my life watching television, movies, browsing the Internet and playing video games. This has shaped the way I think. These sources are wonderful ways of retaining information, but we need to be careful of how we receive it. Not all information we perceive on TV and the Internet are safe and trustworthy. I believe that the information that occurs on today’s media shapes people’s mind into thinking a certain way. The commercials and advertisements on TV

The night crawlers were dominate once the moon fell. The noticeable thing about the gang was their piercing eyes; the only colour that they showed. Their appearance was dripped in mystery, giving them that dark allusion. Clothes were tight and ripped, making those who weren’t apart of this gang fear them. They roamed the night in groups and watched the alleys. Night crawlers were known for the alleys; always hiding in the dark corners that were not clear to the eye, always lurking and waiting. When

exponentially exponentially popular, but for some unknown reason they aren’t. Sam Smith is one of the most good looking girls I have ever met. She has dazzling blue/green eyes, soft straight blonde hair, and a light complexion that is dotted with freckles. Sam has a personality like no other, She is very kind, apologetic, empathetic, and caring. When we went to the pumpkin bowl dance I was late spent almost the entire dance not dancing with her, and She actually apologized to me for god knows what

I am 5’8” I have dirty blonde hair that shines in the light. I also have 2 pairs of glasses one is red the other is purple. I have freckles on my face and scars running up and down my legs and arms from scabs. I am like other people y age because I’m human and I don’t like school that is where the similarities end. I am obnoxious annoying on purpose and a brat all together. People don't like me very much but that is a good thing it lets me know who are my real friends. If I am super annoying then

cause the differences in the skin pigmentation. The experiment was done with a sample of people from Iceland and Holland. The results of this experiment showed how the samples were broadly similar despite the fact that icelanders have more red hair, freckles and green eyes. They carried out two scans for each eye color, hair color and skin pigmentation traits. There were two overlapping regions on the MC1R on chromosome 16 and one of them is near a strong candidate for a strong