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Papers on Creative Writing
Personal Writing: Life Is A White Water River
Number of words: 276 | Number of pages: 2.... which at any given time can pull
me under and swallow me alive.
While in the river, which I call life, I have to be in control at all
times; I must quickly steer and paddle away from the massive rocks and
devouring waves. When travelling along a rough river, it is essential that
the rafter be a quick thinker, and only the experienced rafter can outwit
the many perils that lie ahead.
Sure, I am apt to make mistakes, I can only imagine how many times waves
have knocked my raft over while learning; I can only imagine how many rocks
my raft has crashed into when I did not recieve a top mark; I can only
imagine how many d .....
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Personal Writing: Changing Grades And The Consequences
Number of words: 558 | Number of pages: 3.... very simple. "Alright. I'll do it. What were your
last names again?" I said.
The next day my algebra teacher got me to help him out with his rollbook
program. When he was not paying attention, I began to change their grades from
F's to A's. Later on that day one of studens approached me.
"Hey, did you do it?" he asked. "Yes, and I expect to be paid in full."
I replied. "Dope!!! alright, Here's my money. I'll get the others to pay you
next time they see you."
I began to become very popular among my peers. They began to treat me
like a god with a magical power. I began to change the grades of students in my
teachers o .....
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Looking Back. . .
Number of words: 651 | Number of pages: 3.... my Mom was feeling and began to sob even more. "October 6, 1998 - - - a day of doom." I thought.
Memories washed over me and I began to laugh when I thought of him. It still felt as if nothing wrong had happened, and my brother was still near. A picture of Sonya, Ross, and I popped into my head, then a big crystal ball shattering it to pieces.
I arrived into the Kahului International Airport at 7:45 p.m. that evening. As I walked off the plane, a cold rush ran through my body and I thought, "now it's time to face reality."
As I stood at my brother's site, I wept, remembering all of our memories and how we're not going to b .....
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Personal Writing: My Kiwi Experience
Number of words: 416 | Number of pages: 2.... how slick it was. It was smooth with tiny bumps that were almost
invisible to the touch. My hand was drawn to the core next. The core was
spongy and felt like the fruit, smooth and slick.
Next, I decided to listen to the sounds a kiwi could make. I pick
the slice up, and I dropped it with a loud thump. It almost sounded like
water sloshing in your boots. When I picked it back up, it sounded like a
sticker being pulled from your shirt.
After all of this examination, I decided to eat it, one part at a
time. I tried the skin first. It was tasteless, but was very crunchy. I
next tried the fruit. It was deliciously sour. .....
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Creative Writing: The Fossilized Story Of Mr. Allosaurus
Number of words: 497 | Number of pages: 2.... This long process involved all these
tingly sensations. I felt odd for the longest time, but now I'm a new me!
About 900 years ago I received company from someone up above. His name
is Mr. Wolly Mammoth. Wolly died because of a volcanic eruption, and was
trapped in the burning lava. He's my best buddy and I was so glad he decided to
come join me. We always talk about what we think goes on above us. Sometimes
the Earth rumbles in a strange vibration. Wolly and I call these vibrations
Earth shakes.
100,000 years later and my friend Wolly has left me. He was dug up and
carried away by these "humans." I guess this is .....
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Creative Writing: Packing List - Rave
Number of words: 419 | Number of pages: 2.... carried a set of keys, with a car alarm remote. What company was he
covered by? He would have to call them later.
He had nothing to alleviate his current difficulty. He had some money,
but not enough for a cab ride back to San Diego at 5am. He was sure that
cabbies didn't take pez as currency. He felt ill-equip, and mortified that
his car alarm hadn't stopped the theft.
He carried the guilt of sneaking away to attend Technostate. He was
living at home, and had told his parents he was going to spend the night at
a friend's house. He would have to face them. He would have to face the
insurance agency. He would have to .....
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Unchained Heritage - Creative Essay
Number of words: 1735 | Number of pages: 7.... long become insensitive.
The Elder shook his hands dry and glanced up at the position of
the sun. It was high overhead, indicating noontime. He sighed, knowing that
in a couple of hours his son would bring his family from Toronto to visit
him. He did not like his son very much, but he put up with the annual
visits for the sake of the grandchildren: he was their only link to their
heritage. For one month a year he would show them how their ancestors lived.
How he lives.
He thought back to his last visit to the Hogtown, more then
twenty years previously. An early morning walk along the lakeshore was
ruined by .....
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My Trip On The Ganges River
Number of words: 419 | Number of pages: 2.... Ganges River is so important to the Indians that they call it "Ganga
Mata" or Mother Ganges. It is also the greatest waterway in India and one of the
largest in the world. Temples line the riverbank, and stairways, called ghats,
lead down to the water. I am enclosing one of the pictures I took of the Ganges
River.
The river is an important trade place. Its valley is fertile and densely
populated. Some of India's largest cities like Calcutta, Howrah, Patna, Benares,
Allahabad, and Cawnpore are located on the river. India's capital, New Delhi, is
on one of its tributaries, the Jumna. The Ganges River however, isn't as
import .....
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Jobs Are Not For Me
Number of words: 947 | Number of pages: 4.... being constantly pulled aside and being told that I wasn’t bagging the groceries properly. The strange part was that when my boss would tell me these things he would always take me to isle seven to yell and scream at me. Why couldn’t he take me into his office where it would be private? Instead he would make a big scene in front of all the old women shopping for those lovely canned foods and completely embarrass me. I never understood that. There was another reason why I knew my boss wasn’t the brightest candle on the cake. I always had to remind him that I only worked on Mondays and Wednesdays, but he could never grasp .....
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Never Trust A Man Who Wears Sunglasses At Night
Number of words: 973 | Number of pages: 4.... out of the ordinary. Now the
waiting began. Vlad was experienced in waiting, one had to be in this
profession. exactly a black car rolls into the park. Punctual, Vlad
thought, a good sign. Vlad watched as two men emerged from the front seat.
Both men had large bulges under their arms. High caliber handguns Vlad
thought, very nice, very efficient, very professional. The two man walked
to the side of the car, one surveying the area, the other slowly opened the
rear passenger door. A tall man in an expensive suit, Brooks Brothers, if
Vlad wasn't mistaken, and Vlad rarely was. The man appeared calm as he
began his wait. At 2:15 .....
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