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  • My Favorite Gift

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    vividly recall asking my mother why her waistline was steadily expanding. She took my hand, placed it on her stomach, and said, “Meet your baby sister!” I was six years old and family life had always been focused on me and my needs. Suddenly, I felt uncertain about my future. How would my life change? Would my new sister and I like each other? My father assured me that I would be a kind, loving brother, but I was not so sure! Hours after Lauren’s birth, on a snowy February day, my dad took me to the

  • My Favorite Gift

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    a Christmas Morning when Santa successfully delivered the one present on my reasonably small wish list . It started as a development of socks, shoes, and sweaters, moving to books and a fashion of corduroy pants my mom seemed to love. As the gifts that I should be “ Thankful for ” came in throughout the years, I took them up to my room, set them aside and began to pray for something other than a decorative wool cardigan my grandmother would give me. Not sure if it could be considered an Ugly Sweater

  • Personal Statement : High School Sports

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    Most people, if asked, would say that they have worked for something in their life. It’s a common thing to have to do. If you want something you have to work for it in most cases. That is a trait that I learned very quickly growing up. My parents made me work for everything I wanted, and they made sure that I knew that good things come to people who work hard and remain selfless. To me this is a very important part of the person I am today, and the older I become, the more I realize that not everyone

  • Why Do You Thankful To You Essay

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    knowing someone out there is wanting the things i have and my life to them is a fairy tale. There is many people out there in the world who on this very day dont have a great home cooked meal like i do or even loved ones to share it with makes me thankful and sad at the same time. I'm not gonna lie sometimes i'm not always thankful every minute of the day like i should be but that's something i'm improving and the people i'm glad to have in my life know they mean the world to me.

  • My Best Friend

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    Eighth grade was my favorite year. Partly because it was easy, and partly because I had classes with my best friends—but it was mostly because it was where I met him. The first day of school he was a stranger. I could tell at a glance that he was introvertive, from the cross of his arms, from the way he walked, and most importantly, from the way he didn’t talk. To put it bluntly, he was the most uninteresting person at school...but that was what made him the most interesting. We’ll call this boy

  • My First Day At School

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    Today was a big day. It was her first day as a second grader at her new school, East Pennsboro Elementary. She got out of bed, brushed her teeth, got dressed, and put on her headscarf. When she got downstairs, she saw that her dad was making her favorite breakfast, pancakes. She sat down at the table, and her dad gave her a big good morning hug. “Are you excited for your first day at school, Fahima?” he asked with a smile. Fahima nodded. Although she was excited, she was also very nervous. What

  • Just A Dream Essay : Just A Dream

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    running for a long time without getting tired. That is a few of my favorite things about being a wolf and also is my favorite season because Halloween, pumpkin spice or minty drinks with treats also get to be myself for a while. I always have this dream where I just run and run, just to get out of the house to get some air to clear my mind from lots of things that is running through my mind. The cool crisp air makes me breath heavy though my nose and muzzle, its kind the of the cold that is like a frozen

  • The Day Of School

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    There is a feeling that makes me the happiest. I walk home on a breezy fall day, I enter my house, and suddenly get a whiff of my mom’s favorite fall scent, cinnamon apple. I get to curl up in a fuzzy blanket, with my only worry being if tomorrow is going to be another perfect fall day.     The day of school, that was as slow as a turtle, had just ended. I am on my way home on the rambunctious bus. The bus ride where all the rowdy children are letting out all their energy that was bottled up all

  • My Favorite Home

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    It was a warm sunny day on May 10th, and I decided to have a few of my favorite people to surround me and make my day a lot brighter. I had invited some amazing people over, Marilyn Monroe, Gwen Stefani, Nicki Minaj, Alicia Keys and Demi Lovato. I heard the doorbell ring, I then got up excitedly and welcomed the first guest into my rather small house. I gave Marilyn a hug, looking at her smooth and pale complexion. The outfit she had on was stunning; it was a long white dress with ruffles at the

  • Essay On Rite Of Passage

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    a little kid I’ve been going to my grandparents the day after Christmas day. My family would go there and meet up with all the other Woodruffs that would come. It was mostly three or four families if we got lucky. But when we would get together it would be a great time. My grandma isn’t exactly “traditional” as she doesn’t bake cookies or knit sweaters or generic stuff that other grandmas do. But she was still very loving and welcoming. If some of my cousins wanted to do something we’d