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caused, they had awoken. Loud roaring commands, firing in my ear. It was now just the norm, the pre-routine that had been drilled into the bee’s heads... Our heads. My ears started to ring. The bumbling excitement had roared up again and the lights shone against my eyes just like broad daylight did. I squinted, sheering away the fake

In the last two decades, mass shootings have become seemed to be dominating news headlines in North America. These local acts of violence have devastated families, communities and countries and have since shone a light on debates surrounding gun violence and the laws that govern it, the negative affects of social media, bullying, and the wide and deep breadth of mental health issues. A mass shooting is largely defined as a shooting perpetrated by one or more persons, where four or more people are

glazed with fear. In attempt to comfort her, I wrap my arms around her to sooth her irrational thoughts, I began leading her towards the entrance of the plane “it will all be fine.” My eyes flutter open to be welcomed by a ray of light, a light that shone from the distance, an alarm that had led to my awakening from unconsciousness. The sound of waves crashing against the rocks was all I could hear. I had nothing to comfort my hunger but the metallic and bitter aftertaste of the blood oozing from the

Shawn came back at dark, feeling a little more comfortable about the situation, thanks to the two beers he’d had at the Silver Sliver Bar. Judy was happy when he got back, she seemed like a new person, her smile was magnificent. She stared into his eyes and when he looked away he could feel her still staring at him. She had changed cloths since they last met, and Shawn thought that her choice was a little strange, but whatever, the job was strange. She wore a thin robe tied tight around her waist

"Imara!" I moaned in pain and felt my head. "Imara!" I dug into my pockets and pulled out my flashlight. I turned it on and shone it around. "Where am I?" Alister sighed in relief. "Why didn't you answer me? I thought you died." I was currently sitting in a half circle room that led only one way. "I don't know. There's only one path." I stood up expecting pain but my leg felt normal. I patted my arm and again everything was fine. "How long was I out?" I pointed my light into the tunnel. "A while

discover a young Egyptian trip on the Nile, starting from Abu Simbel. Day 1 : I had just arrived at Abu Simbel. I was very eager about the boat trip I was about to go on, along the Nile. I had just woken up to see the sunrise. The magnificent sun shone its rays on the temple of Abu Simbel. I started enjoying the scenery. I opened my eyes to glance at the temples in front of us. Ramesses the 2nd must have taken a more then 500 men just to build this monument. The temple front reminded me of Mount

I have chosen Lepus (The hare), for my constellation because it is one of the lesser known constellations, and I have taken a liking to doing things most people don't do. Lepus belongs to the Orion family (of constellations), along with Canis Major, Canis Minor, Orion, and Monoceros. Lepus, in size, is the 51st constellation, occupying an area of 290 square degrees. It is located in NQ2 (the second quadrant of the northern hemisphere) It is closest to the constellations Canis Major, Monoceros, Caelum

Refugee admittance is important to me from a human, American, and religious standpoint. As a human, I must see others as fellow beings from my own race. We are similar in more ways than we are not. The golden rule, "Do unto others as you would have them do unto you," cannot be ignored simply because our language differs. This is a barrier to be crossed, not to fear. If I am to be a human being with dignity and compassion, I must accept the fatherless, the motherless, the broken, and the poor. Because

Growing up in a household where abuse ran uncontrolled, dismissive of all human affection, has left me with a recollection of memories that refuse to leave like a cruel stain on a shirt that resists fading. The furthest memory I can recall is back when I still lay in a crib and wore a diaper, I was about a year old. I had been woken up from my sleep by my father. He had not yet lost all his hair, and sported a greying moustache which would be lost as I grew older. He had decided to wake me up by

Quickly picking up my limp mom. they laid her down on it and put the stretcher in the ambulance my dad helped me and my sister up into the ambulance then he got in. The paramedics shut the doors then got on the ambulance. As they drove us to the hospital all i could think about was a life without my mom and how terrible it would be. I loved my dad so much but things would be a lot different without my mom. The thought of who would do my hair, who would tuck me in, who would make sure that my outfit