...so I went in the middle to look down all the aisles. I couldn’t see anyone I knew so I went down the aisles and finally stopped in front of a fish tank full of guppies. A tiny guppy stuck its head out of the water and stared at me saying “ help me”, it was my friend Kasey she was turned into a guppy and the other guppies didn’t like her so they beat her up. She had a huge swollen black eye and tiny cuts on her body so I told her to jump in my hands but she told me she couldn’t because she obviously wouldn’t be able to survive without water. I assured her I would come back with something to put her in and I ran to find a bowl. I frantically searched all over the store and couldn’t seem to find any bags, bowls, or any sales associate to help me. I didn’t know what to do so I tried to find Kasey again, I called out her name and looked in every fish tank but she was nowhere to be found. I sadly left the pet store and walked home. While walking home I looked around and the streets were deserted houses were empty and I was alone. I kept making my way home and a strange feeling came over me like there was something very wrong, I felt the ground tremble and ran into a house for safety. Once I got inside the ground shook more and when I looked out the window in the distance something was coming. A dark brown shadow was coming, closer and closer it got until I could finally make out a dark shadow. It was tall like a human but had a face of an animal; all the humans seem to have turned...
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...A Day Germany 12/3/14 Autobiography Blog I Am Nujood, Age 10 and Divorced February 2008 My family is very poor right now. We have little to no money and everyday father has to sit on the sidewalk and beg for money. Sometimes me and my siblings do this too. It isn’t fun and it makes me feel ashamed. There is nothing to it but to do it I remind myself. Father has met a man who delivers packages everywhere on his motorcycle. His name is Faez Ali Thamer and he is looking for a wife. My two big sisters are already married so my father is deciding who will be married off next. I do wonder who will marry the man in his 30’s but of course it won’t be me or my younger sisters. We are far too young. I can’t wait for the celebration of him and his wife however! Weddings are always such joyful events! Aba (Nujood’s Father): Nujood doesn’t know this quite yet but she is the one who will marry Faez Ali Thamer. She is the logical chose since she is the eldest of the unmarried girls. Her older sisters are already married and now Nujood is at the good age of 10 and ready to be married. I have made up my mind and nobody is going to change it. Not even Mona; Nujood’s older sister can. She has repeatedly shared her thoughts on the marriage and made it clear she does not agree. She thinks that Nujood is too young, she is wrong. Nujood will be married regardless of Mona’s or anyone else’s opinions. We don’t have enough money for anything anyway, this way it’s one less mouth to feed...
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...–www.liftingtheveil.org “In a new phenomenon compared with past surveys, almost 11 percent of the youths said they were homeless and living on the streets before coming to shelters.”-www.liftingtheveil.org Interview I have known Daniel Simmons since I was a first year student in high school, in the town of Corona, CA. He’s a tall (about 6’3”, he revealed), slightly overweight, Mexican-American wearing black, horn-rimmed glasses, jeans, and a red and blue Aeropostale shirt, with his washed out, green Army style jacket strung across the back of his chair. Diet Coke and crepe sitting on the table, I sat across from him, laptop at hand. I sat down with Danny and we discussed what it was like to grow up in a foster home. Now, something you must understand is that Danny was not a foster child, but he lived in a home which was always accumulating more children. Having to meet and entertain new children all the time, I would think, would have a drastic impact on the way Danny was raised and the certain parental aspects that arise from growing up in a foster home. It’s a brisk, Tuesday morning in the Crossroads, chilly outside, but warmer inside by the heat the bodies are releasing. Questions 1. Do you remember the first child that came and stayed with your family, when your home first started as a foster home? -“Not really. It’s been so long, ya know? To really know the answer to that question, you would have to go way back in my past,” he says with a laugh. “I have vague...
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...It was a sunny morning in the flats of Kansas, me and my dad just got back from elk hunting in Colorado. We stopped at our cabin in Kansas, because there was suppose to be a bad storm coming about lunch time. Later on that day, about lunch time, me and my dad had just woke up from a short nap. We didn't see no storm clouds, rain, and we didn't hear any thunder. My dad and I got back in the truck and started home. About 30 miles from the cabin, it started raining and thundering. My dad and I didn't think anything about it so we kept driving. About an hour later, tornado sirens started going off on the radio. Me and my dad got nervous. We knew we couldn't turn back now. My dad was driving so fast he couldn't see very good, it was also raining...
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...lesson is every thing should have done by yourself. Life also bring human supervise. When I was twelve years old. I was in the primary school, at that time I lived in the school because the school is far away from home. Before the week begin, my father tells me: “Son, I will come to you school and take you home this Friday after the class.” I am very happy at that moment because I was tired to take bus to home and stay at home alone. I even do not think about it then say: “OK, I will wait for you, dad.” I still remember that week is very tantalizing. The only thing I did those week is waiting for the Friday coming. I hope next second is the last class of the Friday and then I see my father is standing there wait for me, we will back home hand in hand. Despite all this, time is still slowly. Eventually, Friday is coming. I make up myself in the morning on that day, I know father will come to school and take me home. I feel full of energy on that day. Finally, the class is over, and the teacher tells us stay safe on the weekend. I can not wait and run out of the classroom. I feel so excite and looking for my father in the throng but I do not find my father. May be he will come later or stand behind of the throng. I sit back to my seat and wait for my father coming. At beginning, I am full of patience and looking...
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...a kindergarten student and an older brother to an infant. Laurie was not relatively use to kindergarten. He had trouble adjusting to the new kindergarten environment. The first day of kindergarten Laurie came home with a senseless story of a young boy named Charles and his acts of insolence. Laurie’s parents were stunned after hearing the story. Despite Charles unacceptable behavior, Laurie’s parents became exceedingly vigilant to the stories about Charles that Laurie would tell. After Laurie’s parents heard the disappointing stories about Charles, Laurie’s mother became concerned about the influence the bad behavior would have on Laurie. Laurie’s mother thought that the “Charles boy sounds like such a bad influence” (Jackson, 346). The concern coming from Laurie’s mother was added when...
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...I majored in Chemistry and Astronomy: to get away from people who never understood me. Not many people in college study that. In fact, there were only 4 or so people in my class. There was only one of the guys in the class that really knew what I had come from. But anyhow let's not get off topic. Today, has been just my normal routine; get dressed, go to work, then walk home and repeat. That is until one day when coming home, I stumbled upon an area of the ground which had changed colour. It had changed the dirt and the grass around it. So, I ran as quickly as humanly possible to my lab back at work to gather some supplies to study it. As soon as I arrived at the scene, it had changed back to its original pigment state....
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...score was 68-14, a devastating loss for the 49ers. But this time, there’s hope. It’s the last chance for San Francisco to score. They were losing 44-40 just barely behind. A touchdown was all they needed to win them the game. McCain gets a great pass. There were just two defenders to beat. Jerry makes it past the first one, but then he loses his balance. As he finally gets his head up, he notices the next defender, fiercely sprinting towards him. But then, the collision. The defender’s shoulder into McCain's head. There was a gasp from the crowd, his head jolted backwards as the rest of his limp body hurled forward. He landed right on his neck, but by then he was already out cold by the time he hit the ground. The other players desperately waved for the medical staff to get on the field. They immediately brought him to the hospital, this would definitely be his last ever football game, and possible his last day ever. While his frightened family sat outside the operating room, doctors did everything in their ability to save Jerry’s life. After an agonizing three hour wait, Maggie and Betty, Jerry's daughter and wife finally saw the doctor exit the operating room. “Jerry is in very critical condition. His brain is internally bleeding and we have put him into an induced coma until we get the bleeding and swelling under control. After the bleeding stops and the swelling goes down, we will try to wake him up but there is no guarantee that he will wake up. He may remain in a vegetative...
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...(2013). Only having short term coverage can kill if not severely hurt a veteran’s life. Not only could the veteran run out of money trying to get better, but if someone is only covered for so long and is without work, he is liable to lose something he owns. Coming back from war, most veterans...
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...Your Relationship With Noisy Neighbors From Your Own Home Loud music. Partying. Screams. Yells. These all coming from your neighbors. Are you finally on your toes to confront your noisy neighbors? Just as you're ready to give your first knock, you realized you don't want trouble. You don't want to start a 'war' with them when this confrontation goes wrong. It’s a risky move because you never know who you’re dealing with. Here are things you can do from your own home that will save your relationship with your noisy neighbors. Close the window. Sure, the noise is coming outside your home, so make sure to close the window or any noise entryway. It is also better if you install thick curtains to block the noise coming in. Use earplugs. Typically made of foam, wax, or silicone, these go directly in your ear canal to reduce the noise reaching your ears. Earplugs with a high NRR rating is great for noise reduction. If you...
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...“The Story of an Hour” “The Story of an Hour” by Kate Chopin. When Mrs. Mallard’s sister and family friend learn Mr. Mallard got killed in an accident, they tell Mrs. Mallard that her husband has died. Mrs. Mallard cries then locks herself in her room to be alone. In the inside she seems terrified of some knowledge that's coming to her and finally realizes that it's her freedom. Although she and her husband loved each other, and she is truly saddened by his death but she feels free for the first time. She looks forward to the days ahead instead of dreading them. When Mrs. Mallard finally decides to come out of her room with a new mindset and while coming downstairs Mr. Mallard comes in the door shocking Mrs. Mallard and she dies. Kate Chopin...
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...sunny; and my house stood in a cul-de-sac. My mopm, brother, and I all walked outside through the garage standing in the driveway while my mom helped gear us all up. Straping helmets, kneepads getting ready for the big day, I then started to roll my bike back out onto the driveway wondering to myself if I could actually do this. I turn to my mom with a face giving away an expression of discouragement, so I asked my mom " can I really do this". She looks at me with a slight grin and replies with " I know you can, just circle around in the cul- de- sac and come back up. I then took a deep breathe, looked out straight ahead, hopped onto my bike trying to feel for my balance; and whoosh...down the street I go. I feel the wind hitting my face...coming to realization I'm actually doing it, now heading back up to the house while listening to the cheers in the background all ending in a big hug. When I was 10, I started to become very interested in learning everything there is to know on dogs and if you asked I could name any dog just by looking at it's shape and size. I would even wake up early every Saturday morning just to see my favorite show " It's me or the Dog", which was basically about learning to care and train your own dog. Little did I know that the road trip we had taken that afternoon on December 24, 2008 was going to be the biggest gift of my life, My mom, dad, brother, and I all got ready because my parents had told us that we were going to meet a "friend" who was in...
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...class monitors were to present a bouquet to their class form teacher. I held the bouquet with both my hands and transferred it to hers. We shook hand and hugged slightly. I was quite shy at that time because it was the first time I am hugging a female other than my mum. The class arranged themselves on the stage and shouted, “We love you, Miss Tay!” before everyone went back to our seats. I was not aware that our classmates intended to do this because other classes did not do this to their teacher. I was bewildered for a second but was glad that we were special. Soon when all the souvenirs and awards – for the prefects of our school – were given out, our school’s chairman, Venerable Ming Yi, gave everyone in the hall a blessing for our coming O’Level examination. He invited another venerable, whom he said was a student our...
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...A long time ago there was this legend and it was about this war hero that was at war. His name was Matt who had a sid man named Willy. There were shots everywhere, Isis had no clue I was there. I had people below me and I was trying to make their rout safer. I had about 140 kills which is more kill than all 12 snipers had. I was 3 weeks away from going home and I had to stay there and keep watch. My men keep getting shot from a sniper and I couldn't figure out where it was coming from. I finally had people watch and see where it was coming from. I got told it wa coming from the North. He shot and it was from the totally different direction. I turned around and I was looking around for him but couldn't find him. It got dark and we had to call...
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...like a mission on grand theft auto left uncompleted. One day, I arrive home from summer school angry at the world since my mom forgot about me at the bus stop. When I get home, I over hear her talking on the phone saying, “oh yes go ahead and reserve Dennis a plane ticket too.” Like if I was not angry enough, she decides for me that I am going on vacations to Mexico with my aunt and my cousins, for a whole month! I still remember how mad I was. I kept telling her “well mother your spending money on a plane ticket for nothing, because I’m not going.” Finally, they convinced me to go to Mexico with the promise that if I absolutely hated it, they would buy my plane ticket to return home. The first week there I couldn’t take it, it was the middle of summer and it was raining. We had nothing to do, all we did was sit in the room where we would sleep and look at each other. I decide that the next day I was going to call my parents. I bought a pre-paid card and I did just that. “Mom, I hate it here. You told me to try it out and I did.” Since they had promised me a plane ticket back home, I was convinced that soon I would be back in lovely California. Finally, it stopped raining and later that night one of my cousins decided to take my cousin Cynthia and I to a club. I was stoked, finally something to do. We got dolled up and headed out the door. After that night there was no way I was going back home. I had more fun than I had ever had. I was dying to find out how the other...
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