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would prove the doctors wrong and they would call her the miracle women, looking back I see why, as a lot of the times we would hear "there's not much hope "to being told a week or so later it seems like she's on the mend to getting better and should have a good recovery. Thinking about it this is what probably made my grans passing harder for me reason being i wasn't too prepared for the time she would actually pass. Unfortunately my gran couldn't keep her miracle going, because after all we are all

It was around 6am and I got a call from my friend asking me the dumbest question ever, “Are you up?” I got really angry and annoyed at the same time because I hate getting woken up for some stupid reason. But then he called me to tell me that we had a soccer game at 7:30 am. I got out my bed and said, “On my way!” I hung up the phone and ran to the bathroom to take a quick shower, as soon as I got out the bathroom I got into my room to get all of my stuff ready. I put on my socks, my really tight

I started high school in September of 2014 and I was still trying to adjust country because I had moved from Guyana to the U.S.A. I faced many challenges when starting new school but nothing could be compared to my experiences with Algebra. I remembered I had Algebra 1 (5th period). As I walked down the long, noisy hallway decorated with posters that held announcements surrounded by white and purple walls, all I can think of is going to my class. I was nervous and I could feel beads of sweat forming

teammate started to yell. I was dribbling down the field it was just me and the goal. one on one. I felt like it took one hundred years to get to the goal box. I was finally ready to shoot. At the eighteen line. I found myself second-guessing my ability to make the game-winning shot, at the worst time possible. I went to shoot. My ankle clicked. I fell .And the goalie picked the ball up right at my feet. Thinking to myself, why did it have to be me. Why did I have to get the ball and try to

Whisper to me, muse, a way to tell this tale. Aid me in my argument as I tell of my adventures. As my crew and I suffered many nights. As we confronted many beasts, and passed through many crises. I have not failed at my own fault, but because of the fault of the fates desire. It is for this reason I ask you for this favor. “Kleovoulos, wise man of the valleys and hills of Rhodes, can you forgive my failure to return the shield of gold. It was beyond my power to accomplish the task, for no amount

HUDL.COM Last night my travels took me to Carlisle, Ohio to watch the hometown Indians host the Eaton Eagles. This was my first trip to Carlisle and it would mark the first time since the 2015 season, that I have watched the Indians. I would be seeing the Eagles for the first time ever. I expected a much larger crowd but as many times this season it was not the case, but those who were there got to see a good competitive game, that was entertaining especially from the defensive side of things.

Ultima to help. Ultima had agreed to help, but before Ultima would attend to Uncle Lucas, she has a confrontation with Tenorio. Within the story, the reader comes to understand that Ultima blames the curse placed on Lucas on the daughters of Tenorio. “I have come to lift a curse. It is your daughters who do evil, that are brujas.” (Bless Me, Ultima pg.39). This upsets Tenorio, and creates an argument between the two. Ultima goes on giving Tenorio an ultimatum if he does not try to convince his daughters

without worrying about grade competition,” (http://connectusfund.org). A pass failing grading system is as simple as it sounds. It is a class system without letter grades and the stress that comes along with them. A student only has two options-- to pass or to fail. Usually a student with over a C will pass, and those with a D or F will fail the class. The pass fail system is the best type of grading system there is. The pass fail system leads to less stress and takes pressure off of students, which

hour, everyone had mounted their horse. Gall rode over to the gate and raised the portcullis. Slowly the column wound out into the marsh. Some cast furtive glances into the mist, but all followed Gall as he rode toward their destination – Knife Edge Pass. After about an hour of slogging through the mist and marsh reeds, they reached a steep slope, etched by a narrow winding trail, full of cut-backs that climbed precipitously. Proceeding slowly, they picked their way, navigating through loose rocks

it felt like 30 knives in my chest and if I made one slight move, it was going to put a slice in my stomach open. It was the longest plane ride in my life. When the plane landed, I was mixed with exhaustion, nausea, and excitement. Then all of a sudden I was walking into this terminal that had trees inside and people were watching you walk out of the gate way from the airplane. Then we went into this circular object with an LED light and before I knew it, I was on a train with my family that goes to