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Papers on Creative Writing
Creative Writing: The Cure To AIDS
Number of words: 372 | Number of pages: 2.... was only the first test and was followed by a series of painstaking animal and human experiments. Fortunately all of them proved successful.
The agent I discovered was an antidote to HIV-the virus that causes AIDS. It was called DAA- Dessy AIDS Antidote and blocked the reproduction of HIV in human cells. Thus it was the most effective drug ever synthesized. It would defeat the scourge of 20th century- AIDS. DAA would stop the unwanted deaths of thousands of people around the globe. It would eliminate fear of donating blood, having operations and visiting a dentist. No more would babies whose parents are HIV- positive die. No .....
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Dialogue Story, The Ginger Ale Mystery
Number of words: 507 | Number of pages: 2.... put ginger ale into a glass of
ice."
"Ginger ale into a glass of ice? That's quite easy." laughed Hans.
"Yes, but not when YOU are in a locked room, the ice and glass in a
safe, and me with the Ginger Ale outside!" exclaimed Miguel.
"That is quite extraordinary, if you could do it. But what would I
get if you didn't do it?" asked Hans.
"Head seat of all violinists, plus 100,000 dollars, in CASH." said
Miguel.
"Now i'm in it. But you want my Stradivarius violin if you do it?"
asked Hans.
"Yes, thing's aren't cheap these days." said Miguel. "We'll see what
you can do! The wager is on. You m .....
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Metamorphous, Relating To A Personal Incident
Number of words: 1959 | Number of pages: 8.... a
half inches in diameter and only about six inches long. The bowl which
rested on top could have been easily assembled at a hardware store. It
amazes me how something could be so simple but still so destructive.
One of the people in the room slowly approached me as the effects of his
artificial happiness wore away. His trembling hands somehow managed to
embrace me by my head and lay me to rest upon his lower lip. Before his
upper lip came to rest upon the top of my head I opened my eyes and
peered into his mouth using what little light I had. In all my like I had
never thought I would again see what I had saw for those few secon .....
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Personal Writing: My Big Problem
Number of words: 602 | Number of pages: 3.... mess with me" reputation, which I feel strongly about.
Another thing I could do is simply help her whenever she does
anything wrong. But the problem is, she does practically everything wrong.
That can get very annoying, and could spark a match. And then I'm back to
square one. One other problem I have with this solution is that virtually
every time I try to talk to her, we get separated by my parents, who are
always expecting something, and are simply sick of all the garbage.
My third and final reasonable solution, would be to sit down with
her and have a ‘mono a sister' talk with her. Now she's not the most
understandi .....
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Creative Story: Everything Ends
Number of words: 1296 | Number of pages: 5.... which she stole from the
house as she made her escape. After shrugging off practicing how to use the
knife, Jennifer concluded that when the time came, she would know how to use it.
Being thoroughly exhausted did not ameliorate her survival instinct. She began
to become indifferent to her anxieties and needs. Finally, the silent sinister
hand of sleep had stricken her.
She dreamed about the past; how she got here. She relived all the major
milestones that happened in her life. She dreamt that when she was in high
school, her mother got into a car accident and died, in October. She dreamt her
father exploding and being cons .....
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Personal Writing: Relationships
Number of words: 478 | Number of pages: 2.... Finding out two years later that my best fiend had
gotten together with her didn't bother me only because two years had alredy
past and t that point I understood a lot more about the opposite sex and I
would have to say that by then, from everything that I had seen,it really
didn't surprise me vey much.
The last long relationship I was in I found myself a lot less
trusting thanks to my past experiences woth the opposite sex. This
relationshop lasted approximately one year. About six months into the
relationship summertime arrived and she wanted to separate. I told her if
that's what she wanted, than it was fine, a .....
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Personal Writing: The Evaluation Of My Coaches
Number of words: 824 | Number of pages: 3.... up. He would say, "Did
everyone see what Bryan just did? That is what you should not do." He
would then gripe a little and after that we would continue our practice. I
feel that this method of coaching during practice made my teammates and I
closer as a team during the game, but we always dreaded practice. I prefer
the nice-guy coaching method during practice. This makes practice more fun.
The coach is serious about making our team better, but he realizes that
people are not perfect. During calisthenics he would talk to us about our
day at school and tell us dirty jokes, and just try to be our friend.
While we were pract .....
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Creative Writing: Jimmy Valentine The Safe Cracker
Number of words: 337 | Number of pages: 2.... into a small stream.
For three years everything went well. Their shoestore had great buiesness,
They had 2 children, and they bought a beautiful home in the country.
Everything was going well untill one day Annabelle woke up and her
beloved husband was missing. Nowhere to be found. Also, when Jimmy had thrown
the tools into the shallow stream, they had not gone far and you could still see
the top handle of the suitcase. Annabelle went across the bridge that afternoon
only to find her husband Ralph D. Spencer A.K.A. Jimmy Valentine dead over a
rock with his hand floating toward his suitcase. .....
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Creative Story: Racing Along Walls
Number of words: 3100 | Number of pages: 12.... clockwise to tighten it, I felt a sharp,
searing pain on the upper portion of my hand. Instinctively, I swore, forgetting
all the lessons on good manners my parents had taught me. I brought my hand up
to inspect the wound but the darkness of the garage, the setting sun, and the
little remaining light my car blocked made it so I couldn't see my hand at all.
As I climbed out from underneath the car, I noticed that I was leaving a trail
of thick, dark, drops with my movements. I carelessly wiped off the dripping
blood on my shirt and looked at the length and depth of the cut in my hand. “Oh
man! Joe check out this cut. I'm going .....
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My Life In Vietnam And The Move To The United States
Number of words: 702 | Number of pages: 3.... and adapt with the environment. Some kids assumed that I did not understand them at all, so they made rude remarks about me and my race. I understood them, maybe not completely, but I knew the intent of their messages. All that I had was my Apple II computer at which I just sat and programmed when I came home from school. At home, my parents pressured me to study all of the time, but I was frustrated and wanted to return to Vietnam. I wanted to go back and talk freely with my friends and play games with them and read comic books. My parents often told me that they decided to move here because of the educational opportuniti .....
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