.... I was invited to one of their youth group meetings, and I was amazed that thirty high-school kids were there. We talked in-depth about Jesus and chapters of the Bible. I really enjoyed it. I talked to my parents about switching churches. They knew that Redeemer's was right for me, but at the same time, they wanted me to stay with my old church. I tried to do both for a while, but my old church kept wanting me to commit myself to them. I found myself wanting to be a part of Redeemer's and commit myself to them. My parents now fully understand, even though some people at my old church do not understand. I was a non-conform .....

.... those thoughts are what I clung to after waking up drenched in cold sweat and tears. With the whisper of a breeze, I was flung back into the watercolors of my memory, and one nightmare mural of my childhood protruded. The heat lavishly fed the dirt pathway with the first freezer pops of summer. School had been out for three days, and lobster bodies grazed at home. The sun showed no mercy to my small town during June. I would be turning twelve that summer, and my brother would turn nine. Every summer my brother and I traded jobs. We could either feed the dog, papa's golden girl, or mow the grass. Feeding Lacy Lou, dad's pup, m .....

.... painfully that this would be the last time that he would ever walk along this beautiful beach. As his eyes watched the waves, and how they caressed the muddy shoreline, he began to think of the future. His thoughts were quickly disrupted. “Hey bud, how's it going? What was so important that you had to talk to me about?” Chris asked. “It's to hard. I can't go on with it.” “What? What can't you go on with?” Chris demanded urgently. “It's just, that, that, this will be our last weekend together”. “Wait a minute. Slow down, your not making any sense. None at all. What do you mean that this will be our last .....

.... on our inebriation. After a long night of partying and fraternizing with hundreds of drunk college kids much like ourselves, we headed back to the dorm in which the whole evening started. And just as any after-school special goes, there was one kid who had just a little too much to drink, and he proceeded to put his hand through a plate glass window. "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU JUST DO?!?!?!" were the first words out of every mouth. So Jason, myself, and Nicole decided to vacate the premises and head back to Altoona, which was both a good and bad idea. It was a good idea because the following morning we found out that the dorm room .....

.... a clean house), flopping yourself onto your comfortable bed, now this is what makes me feel at peace.I was relieved to be home, knowing that I was going to see Kristie,a friend of mine that I'm quite fond of. A few hours slipped by with no significant happenings. I was really looking forward to seeing Kristie. She called around six, and made plans to stop by at seven. I was more than excited to see her, and when she showed up I couldn't stop smiling(I was really happy to see her). We talked for a few hours, which let me forget about my plans with Justin and the guys. It had been snowing since early that afternoon, and by nine-t .....

.... found its way through the trees and it danced on the nearby trees. It made a swish as it flew through the air. When it hit the brush the sword vibrated through my hand and the brush gave way to the knife and allowed me to pass through. A tiny light became clearer to me and I headed toward it. The bugs became thicker and there were mosquitoes all around and it was getting harder to take a breath without getting one in your mouth or up your nose. Overhead there were monkeys talking back and forth about the intruders into their world. I glanced up and saw one actually staring right at me. We continued to stare at me until his s .....

.... police got to the Island. Nobody could figure out what happened. The police did not find any suicide notes and searched the island a couple of times. The police found no-one in hiding and were left open- mouthed and clueless. Fred Narracott was the boatman who took everyone to the island on his boat. As he told the police, as far as he knew he was the only one who had taken anyone over to the Island. General Macarthur, loved war and was disappointed when he had to stop fighting on the battle grounds. War was his life. He loved the smell, the sounds and the feel of battle. In fact he craved to kill again. Helpless, the gue .....

.... penetrates the air as the family socializes with each other. The constant murmer of the voices, serves as a background for the music. My cousins are running making their laps around the living room while playing tag and laughing to their hearts content. I hear a voice saying "My have you ever grown up!" I turn to my left and stand up to address my complimenter. Grandma, awaken from her heavenly sleep, stands slightly crouched with an antique smile painted gracefully across her face. I reach out and hug her frail body. We both sit down and talk about my families prolonged journey to her house. The rest of the night carries o .....

.... each other and no one is ever upset. Work atmosphere is quiet and peaceful. People respecting each one's own opinion. Every day people are on time and punctual. Work is done on time with no excuses for late work. The future is full of coworkers' being angry and disgruntled. Miscommunications and misunderstandings are a part of life. No individual is ever nice to everyone all of the time. People upset with other people is a natural process of life. Everyone has a bad day. It is not possible to be cheery and bubbly all of the time. Though nice this is not possible. Driving five minutes to work every morning in my .....

.... on to a prestige college came all suddenly crushing down upon my life. With this pressure at home in the United States, the most significant event that I had to deal with was my parents unhappily marriage. Receiving the news about my parents divorce brought severe depression and confusion towards my thought on life and why they sent us here to the United States. During this moment, I felt the reason that they sent us to America was only a excuse for them not wanting us. I couldn't cope with this kind of pressure and problem all at one time. My uncle realize that my bad progress in high school and disrespectful attitude at .....