.... train tracks. Teddy Duchamp played chicken with the train pretending he was a paratrooper, but Chris pushed him out off the way in the nick of time. They get into a fight but settle it. They go into the town dump to get a drink of water. It is restrickted to go in there when the dump isn't open. They fliped to see who goes to the store to get the food. when they fliped they got a goocher which vern says is bad luck, so they flip again ang Gordie looses. Gordie goes to the store to get the food and he gets in a fight with the clerk about being gipped on the money because when Gordie add it up it came out to be less th .....

.... tried to look very brave, including me. However, in the depth of my heart, I was afraid of darkness. That’s why each time I returned home I did not walk, but ran with the feeling that heroes of the stories would come alive and make terrible trouble for me. I don’t remember how long these story-telling sessions went on, maybe a few months during the summer. It was so interesting to listen while holding my breath and feeling horror in my heart. Later, I understood that my so called "companions" knew about my fear, and one day they played a trick on me. It was late evening. I was returning home after a “ghost” mee .....

.... a time, my brain is working like a computer loading an enormous file. A picture is appearing - a guy is walking towards me and gives me his saber. The saber is sharp and shiny, it reflects an intensive light to my eyes. My eyes shutter reluctantly. I see my school, my night school. I am glad that this recall is not being erased. I remember that Angus sat beside me. "Do your best. You are new to this subject. Everything here is brand new to you. Don't worry. Just try your best." Angus held up his head by his hand and murmured. His eyes were staring on the page of a novel, but I knew he was talking to me. In my class Angus was .....

.... I almost regretted having to bring my son, what with the hassle of getting the diaper bag packed , the traffic, and fighting the crowds while pushing a stroller. It was hectic, but I survived. Finally we were situated and ready for the game. The singing of the national anthem was finished and we were waiting for the first pitch. All of a sudden it hit me, for some reason I couldn't have been prouder. There I was, holding my son and watching my childhood heroes, sharing his first major league baseball game. Now I don't know if what I felt was brought on by television fantasy, or just sheer pride and joy, but I do know .....

.... less lucky when it came to the matter of getting a girl to ride with them. Mostly because when she would ask: what are we doing to do, they would reply: drive around for awhile. This was not something a high school girl wanted to hear from two guys. Even the slowest of females would come to the conclusion that the proposal wasn't entirely good hearted. In the case of Alan and Dan, they happened to be looking for company, company other than each other. Their intentions, truthfully, were always kind hearted. They couldn't expect every girl to know this however. In the end, most nights were spent driving around town until it was t .....

.... young first choice. There is plenty to go around. Often mortals have asked why the wolves follow me and why I allow them to do so. Ours is a symbiotic relationship. I feed them, and they clean up after me. Simple, is it not? One cannot just leave all of those corpses and torn parts afield, now can one? Our relationship has endured for thousands of years and will continue as long as there are men who cower in the darkness, afraid for their mortal souls and of things that go crunch in the night. There are those who teach fear and limitation to the gullible mortals who attend the school of mysticism on Sunday Mornings and eat st .....

.... creates a shiver at the slightest touch. The black, elusive ground, makes a sound like a quivering stew. All around the foundation, bloody clawmarks indent the frosty barrier. Fingernails screeching fills the dark space. One, two, three, steps more, and the tail of a snowy bushed monster creeps out from around the corner. It's ample structure growls throughout the barren, frozen lair. Once it's boisterous voice has echoed throughout the entire cavern, the mysterious creature peers from around the enclosed corner. Waiting, watching with hungry eyes and a ravenous mouth. .....

.... day he decided to try and hike out, he took everything he could carry. He made good distance during the day but at nightfall he knew it was over; the temperature had fallen below negative fifty mark. The rescuers sent out search parties and finally found him in his sleeping bag next to a burnt out fire. They had been looking for weeks, this is what they had expected. .....

.... order and soon found himself to be as rich and wealthy (in grain) as the king. This, now rich farmer, bought a very precious ruby and to the king to deliver as a gift as a gift of gratitude. When my father told me this, it was one of those special times in my life, To learn from a man of experience, whom no better to learn from than one’s father. That day I learned that buisness is trickey, but can be done with precision control when hard work is put into it. He also taught me when to show thanks. .....

.... What didn't we argue about? After about, four years, we became the best friends ever. We were perfectly compatible with each other. We began spending all our time together. We were vital to each other. I came to know each and every detail about her life as she did about mine. It was the most enduring friendship of my life. I looked at the clock above my head. Six fifty. She was supposed to arrive at five o'clock. I felt uncomfortable, some weird feeling crawled around my heart. I did not understand it. I waited and waited. It was dark already and I was afraid of being in solitude. I couldn't stand it anymore. Se .....