.... Abbey deal with this? Everyone here hates the war and just wants to go home to their families. Everyday dozens of men are shot or killed by land mines, and I am really becoming depressed. I have seen so many men die just inches away from me. All I can think of is that could be me. I have come to the conclusion that war is the most awful and barbaric thing that anyone would ever have to go through, and I hate it. One night, in my sleep, I had a dream about being back home. I was with Abbey and my parents and all of my friends. I missed them all so much. I wanted to go home. I needed to go home. I later woke up and found myself cry .....

.... B.G.’s “Bling-Bling” Everyone looked up and stared as the very noticeable squad car crept by, hoping to shake the local people, but no one moved just cold stares back, as if it was a showdown in the wild wild west. Junkies pasted by with squeaking shopping carts filled with old telephones, hubcaps and Styrofoam cups and plates. An elderly woman sat on her porch rocking back and forth, surrounded by a crowd of wild cats waiting patiently for the bread that sat in her lap. Mothers gathered around a old broken down garage reminiscing and sipping 22 ounce Natural Lights. A little girl with two pigtails laughed whi .....

.... It was hard to tear us apart. Hell, it was hard to tell us apart. We were both round bodied and a bit out of shape. But I always saw Belle in a jovial light. She had a merry way about her, and her laugh was infectious; it reminded me if Christmas bells, tingly, jingling and warm. I miss her. She was happy, giving and warm. Upon reflection, these are the attributes I look for in friends. Rachelle holds a special place in my heart. I work with her and have found her to be a superb listener and always seems to know how to dole out the right advice. It seems no issue is too large to solve, and I would love to duplicate her up .....

.... determine the possible motive for this killing. "Does the victim have a name?", asked Jack to no one in particular. "The apartment was rented to a Reid Jennings," said one of the uniformed officers. "The manager has identified the body." Wally was interviewing a short, fat lady in a housedress just outside the apartment door. Over by the window was a bloody butcher knife with a wooden handle. "Is that the murder weapon?", asked Jack. "As far as we can tell, there was a struggle, the victim was stabbed, and the perpetrator escaped out the front door," said the officer. "Nobody saw or heard anything." .....

.... the time for us to find the desired vessel arrived. We chose the kayaks, and set out for the water. Carefully, with our torn-jeans rolled up, and shirts off, we dragged the massive thing over the slope of grass and mud into the shallow stream. We then hopped aboard, grabbed the paddles, and floated and splashed into nowhere. The wavy current sucked us downstream, periodically bouncing us off of sandbags and sharp branches leaning over the water- Now that was true adventure! Minutes later, my brother and I, after passing under many pipes and tunnels, floated into a huge "cul de sac" of water, with an island in the center. In ou .....

.... that the particular novel may not be interest to the student, the student may hurry to finish the novel and by the extent to which the novel is studied. The joy of reading a novel is lost when a novel is not of interest to the reader because the reader would not be able to relate to any of the characters, and would therefore not be able to fully imagine what the author intended to be imagined at a particular moment in the novel. Not being able to imagine in a novel does not allow the novel to be read properly which further causes the reader to lose interest in the novel. Also, if the novel is not of interest to the student, he .....

.... started looking for employment that would provide a more stable income. I applied at many different businesses and got no response. However I just kept on applying anywhere I could find that would let me. My neighbor from across the street, came to my door one day and asked if I needed a job. She said that she was transferring to another department and could probably get me on at Quality Motors. I didn't care what kind of job it was as long as it paid more than minimum wage. I started at quality as a detail helper; before six months were up, I was assistant manager of the detail shop. I learned how to manage employees .....

.... my brother and I. My parents hardly ever got along and it seemed that each time they would argue, we were in the middle of it or the cause of it. After graduating from high school, I left home. Since my brother had recently moved out, only my parents would be left to live together, but that didn’t work out. My mother became desperate to leave my father since their marriage wasn’t working out and also due to her daily responsibilities ceasing. Moreover, she left to reunite with her family just seperating from him and to possibly begin exploring. .....

.... of them clawing all around carrying little pieces of food. All the animals where getting ready for the cold winter that is ahead of us. Across in the neighbor's backyard were birds eating from a bird feeder. I heard birds chirping then over top the birds I heard geese for off in the woods by the lake. I was lucky didn't get bitten by any bugs or flies, I guess it was because the wind was blowing. I could smell the brewery; the wind carried it over. The smell was so strong; it smelled like I was standing right next to it. I think people could learn a lot if they went out and took time to sit in the woods. They wouldn't even .....

.... about their mortgage helps them to stay together by agreeing with one another. Whenever the topic comes up, their moods totally change and even though they might not know it; they act as if paying their mortgage is their favorite thing to discuss. "WILLY: `Well, that's a great thing. To weather a twenty-five year mortgage is ------ .' LINDA: `It's and accomplishment.' (73). When they are almost done paying they are very happy and even Willy makes a comment; but he stops himself from expressing his true feelings. Why? Why does Willy prevent himself from being happy with the good things that he has in his life .....