...life is my 11th birthday .I remember as its yesterday. It was a beautiful Saturday morning when I woke up due to a loudly noise. It was 8:00 am then I knew that it was October 12, my birthday. I took a long, cold shower to calm myself down and got dressed. I was too excited. I was still in bed when all of the sudden I started to hear noise at the outside of my room. I went down stairs to the kitchen. Just as I entered the kitchen I became aware of a delicious smell. My mom had prepared French toast which is my favorite breakfast. She was cutting tomatoes into cubic pieces. The cutting noise could hear by my room. It was now 11am. I was helping my mom prepare the chicken wings. A birthday party must be planned effectively to goal its success I had been looking forward to the party for at least two months. It cannot be a last minute planning. I will not be caught unprepared again. I‘ve been concentrated on the planning of the party for a month. Everyone had read the RSVP deadline and called in a week ahead of schedule. The weather was sunny so I didn’t have doubt about bad weather. I was keep tracking of forecast a week. It was to be my first party at our new house. There are only a few hours till my party starts. I set up the new stereo system. When the time drew near for me to be ready for the party, I put on my birthday dress which I was specially sewn for me. Suddenly I hear a knock on the front door. I opened the door for my...
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...Fry-day It was weird for me to wake up. I have never woken up before. Something was off, and I knew it. I looked around and saw big, round, peach torsos which walked on two roots and had two more roots out of their middle body.They also had a smaller potato attached to the top of it and had really thin roots coming out from the top of it. That was my first time seeing those creatures, in fact that was my first time seeing anything. I didn’t know what was happening around me except that I was a mistake. At first I was normal, like everyone else. And that’s how I wanted to stay. I grew up in a garden, a wonderful luscious green environment with birds flying overhead and that sweet smell of flowers. well that's how I pictured it. I can’t...
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...and finally understanding what terror truly is. Luckily, I woke up before I became a feast; although, I didn’t sleep for the rest of the night. The looming sensation of my dream death had me filled with a mix of emotions above all reason. I had found myself feeling quite similar when I had committed one of the biggest failures of my life so far. For me, experiencing failure early in high school felt like being eaten by racist cannibals, but it was somehow “necessary” for my development as a person. I had got in the way of my success because I wasn’t focused at all during 9th grade 1st semester, which had led to me doing poorly....
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...A jilted dentist who pulled out all her boyfriend's teeth after he dumped her for another woman is facing three years in jail in Wroclaw, Poland. Anna Mackowiak, 34, was astonished when just days after breaking up with her, Marek Olszewski, 45, turned up at her surgery complaining of tooth ache. "I tried to be professional and detach myself from my emotions. "But when I saw him lying there I just thought, 'What a bastard' and decided to take all his teeth out," she admitted. After putting him to sleep with a heavy dose of anesthetic, the spurned dentist locked the door and then began plucking his teeth out one by one. She then wrapped his head and jaw in bandage to prevent him opening his mouth and told him there had been complications and he would need to see a specialist. Toothless cabbie Marek said: "I knew something was wrong because when I woke up I couldn’t feel any teeth and my jaw was strapped up with bandages. "She told me my mouth was numb and I wouldn’t be able to feel anything for a while and that the bandage was there to protect the gums, but that I would need to see a specialist. "I didn’t have any reason to doubt her, I mean I thought she was a professional. "But when I got home I looked in the mirror and couldn’t f***ing believe it. "The b**ch had emptied my mouth. "The new girlfriend has now left me saying she can’t be with a man without teeth. "And I’m going to have to pay a fortune on getting indents or something," he said...
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...standing in front of her, was still in her jammies and had her eyes half-closed. She then felt a light slap on her cheek. “What the?! First, you ring the doorbell early in the-” She ranted but stopped when her vision finally cleared and saw Harry standing on their doorstep. “I never knew this was how lovely you looked in the morning.” Harry joked and let out a laugh as he let himself in. “You were saying?” “What are you doing here? It’s 8 o’clock in the morning!” Angeli asked grumpily as she sat herself by the kitchen counter. “I was wondering if you knew where Niall wandered off to last night.” Harry said. “Niall? I don’t know. Wasn’t he with you guys last night?” Angeli asked, deciding to make herself some breakfast since she doubted she’d be getting anymore sleep. “Um, yeah, he was. Thing is… I think I dozed off pretty early last night and then when I woke up, he wasn’t in his room so I thought he maybe went somewhere?” “Harry?” A small shaky voice joined in the conversation. “Mariah!” Harry smiled and Mariah’s eyes suddenly widened. “Um, Mariah? Are you okay?” Angeli laughed as she nibbled on her breakfast sandwich. “Yeah yeah, I’m okay. I look terrible and Harry’s here. It’s not that I care that Harry’s here, it’s that I don’t like being seen when I’ve recently just woke up.” Mariah stuttered. “Oh don’t worry about it. I’ve seen worse.” Harry nodded to Angeli’s direction. “Ha ha, very funny.” Angeli said, unimpressed with all the jokes Harry’s...
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...Thoughts: Today when I woke up I could not remember my dream. When I woke up, my thoughts were that I should’ve slept longer and that I should’ve done my homework earlier because it kept me up until the early hours of the morning. Thoughts: I could not remember my dream this morning when I woke up. When I woke up, I was thinking about all of the things I need to do during the day and that I have so much to do. I was also feeling very tired because I did not sleep long enough. Dream: During my dream, my friend Gabe and I were going to the supermarket to buy bagels but when we pulled into the parking lot we realized it was a super strange supermarket, it was all green. But we decided to go in and buy bagels. As we continued to walk down the isle where the bagels were, one green slime monster jumped out and started talking to me and he was distracting me while some others killed Gabe. Once I realized what happened, the others tried to attack me and as I was running away, I saw my friend Christopher so I ran up to him and tried to have him help me escape and as I started talking, he turned into a slime monster and shot a gun and right before the bullet hit me, I woke up. Dream: During my dream I was walking through a grocery store in South Africa and my dad dropped from the ceiling and I was scared because I didn’t know who it was. That’s the only part of my dream I could remember. Dream: My dream was very random last night. I dreamt that my friends dad thought I was a hamster...
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...When I was in the fourth grade I was in the airport ready to fly to Florida and that’s when it all started, I got stopped at security, I got lost, my flight was delayed, and my entire beloved luggage was lost. It was fun, adventurous, and exciting, but it was also stress full, chaotic, and a good learning experience. It was 6:00 am when me, my mom, and my sister arrived to the airport, I was so excited I ran around bending over backwards trying to hurry and get on the plane. Everything was going great, We got our luggage weighed checked in, and sent off. I remember looking in one of the gift shops and seeing this “BIG MISTAKE” eraser and saying, “Mom can we please stop and get that” She said “Now we don’t have time” But I ran in grabbed a pink one bought it and left as I stuck it in one of my carry ons. Well we arrived at the station where you walk through the detectors, I set my bag down all worried my earrings would set it off , then I walked through it and sure enough beep ,beep ,beep, I set the alarms on it off, or I guess you could say my “BIG MISTAKE” eraser did. As soon as I set it off they pulled my mom off to the side and gave her a pat down, when they realized it was my eraser that set it off they just laughed. After we were stopped at security I was panicking because it was then 7 am and we were boarding at 7:45. I was trying to help my mom find our gate, but I think I just confused her, we were lost, It seemed like we were walking past the same desks...
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...I was working as a logger outside of Snowflake, Arizona at the time of the incident. The guys and I were headed home after a long work day when we saw what we saw. I would have never in my wildest dreams did I think that I would see or experience what I experienced on that day November day. I was afraid to come public with this story for a long time because I knew I would be ridiculed and laughed at, but what happened to me cannot be bottled up anymore. On the way home from work we saw a bright light hovering in the sky over a hill. We drove towards it to get closer. It was orange and reddish color. Mike stopped the truck and we all observed the object in silence and awe. I was so amazed that I felt the need to get out of the truck and closer to the object. It was so close to us at this point. The guys started freaking out and yelling, “Get back in the truck Travis!” I was right underneath this object. It was so shiny and metallic. The noises it made are difficult to describe. The sound was more like tones but not from the frequency for humans. The object seemed like it was several football fields long. Then a beam of light came from the bottom of the object and hit me. I looked at the guys and I so the horror on their faces and as I attempted to run back to the truck I realized that I couldn’t move. I was paralyzed. That’s when I started to fade in and out of consciousness. When I woke up I thought that I might be in a hospital. Then I realized that I was in some sort of...
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...It all started when I was lying in bed, dreaming a sweet dream. I remember waking suddenly, but I didn’t know what it was that had awoken me. I tried checking the time, but what I quickly realized was that my arm had just flown right through my solid oak nightstand. Panicking, I glanced over, everything looked normal. But whenever I looked down at my hands, they seemed weirdly translucent. I could see everything through them. Again, I tried picking up my phone to see the time. But I could not seem to grasp hold of anything. I tried just pushing the lock button and nothing would work. My hand just went straight through. So I figured I would try walking. As I stood up, I quickly realized I had legs, but they could not reach the floor! Worriedly,...
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...In my dream I was lying in bed asleep, when the bedroom door opened and a human silhouette stepped into the room. I couldn’t see any features of the figure and it was just standing there so I asked, “who are you?” The figure never responded but I could hear it breathing heavily as it slowly walked across the foot of my bed and began, still slowly, walking up the side of my bed. The whole time I was immobilized but I could still talk and more offensively asked, “who the f*** are you?” but it never answered. Then, even with the silhouette right beside me I still couldn’t make out any of its features. Suddenly I could move so I tried to hit it with the only thing within reach, which unfortunately was a pillow. The pillow didn’t affect the figure...
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...Last school holiday, my family and I went back to our hometown, the eagerly-awaited holidays bring a respite from homework, lessons, extracurricular activities and exams. For me, spending a holiday at home is equally unbearable. 0n the last day of school, I eagerly waited for the bell to ring at 1:10 p.m.. Then, I felt like a caged bird hat has just been set free. I slang my bag over my shoulder and make a beeline for the bust station. My hometown! We started our journey early in the morning. When we arrived, we had a quick lunch. I make a short exchange and headed for my favourite spot here- a secluded corner of my grandfather durian orchards. There under a shady spot, I sat down a surveyed the surroundings. Here, far away from claustrophobic classrooms, rushing crowds, busy sidewalks and congested streets, I enjoyed the solitude of nature. As I took my seat on a flimsy woody bench, and looked around me, I can see a flurry of activities. Birds flew gracefully and noiselessly above me while bees traveled flirtatiously from tree to tree, colourful butterflies flit about here and there flapping their fragile wings and ants scurry in a single file carrying bits of food on their tiny backs. A soft cool breeze blowed. I can hear the soft rustle of leaves. The air is heavy with the scent of shrubs and grasses coupled with the scent of ripe durians. I lied on my back with my hand clasped behind my head and watched streaks of...
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...was a time in life when I felt so low and defeated that all hope I might have had disappeared, I ended up feeling worthless and more like a failure especially when everyone around me seemed to have everything in their lives in order. Everywhere I turned, I felt like I was being mocked, like everyone was looking at me and saying just how much of a disappointment I was, and it got to me because I started loathing myself. I started feeling like I wasn’t enough, according to me everyone else was better than me in one way or the other. When standing in a group of people I would feel so inferior that at times I wished the ground would open up and swallow me live, hide me from the hell I was putting myself through and just make the pain go away thinking maybe if that were to happen, I wouldn’t feel so useless and unwanted in everything I did. It was at this point that I started building a wall around myself, created a shell that I crawled in just to hide when in front of the world. I remember walking into a class room or any gathering and going straight to the back of the room, anywhere where I wouldn’t be noticed easily, be invisible and wrap myself into my own little bubble where no one or anything could touch me or harm me in any way. I was honestly depressed because it was only me, I closed everyone else out because I thought I wasn’t good enough for them and that they were way too good for me for any sort of friendship to be formed between us. The truth is I didn’t like the way...
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...Ballad of Lucy Jordan" into a short prose story. When you rewrite you should consider the meaning of the song in order to make the right priorities in your prose story. My story starts in a comfy bed, underneath the silky-soft covers. My name is Lucy Jordan. My life has never been easy. I am thirty-seven years old, and I am probably never going to ride through Paris in a sports car, and never going to feel the warm wind in my hair while sitting in that same sports car. I’m what you usually would call a housewife. And reconsidering this title, you could probably call me a desperate one too. I spend my day by doing several very exciting and challenging tasks. For example cleaning my big empty house, with no-one, except myself of course, too speak with. I also have an over dimensional gigantic garden. I can spend hours out there, planting flowers, remove weeds, or just let my eyes slide across my beautiful work, which I probably could have done a little better, but no-one never notices what I have done, so what is the point. Once, I actually ran naked through our own, normal human-empty, core-family street. What I did not know was that Mr. McJohnson had a day off, because of a cold. So of course he called the men in the cars with the blue and red light. They let me go, with a thousand dollars less in my pockets. The age thirty-seven is not as bad as everybody say it is. I actually like my age. I know for sure that I am never going to drive in a sports car as fancy...
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...other Saturday, I was hanging out with my best friend, Lindsey. We had just left the Project Graduation car show, and were headed out Buckeye Road trying to get her home on time. We were playing loud music, laughing, swaying and talking about our boyfriend issues like normal. I hated to see the night end, so we sat in my car in her driveway hashing out our plans for next weekend. We hugged and she made me promise I would buckle up and be safe. Of course, I agreed to both, I put the car in reverse and backed out. As I was driving down twisting country roads thinking about our plans for next weekend, the thought of being in a car accident never crossed my mind. And then it happened. A bright red car came barreling at me head on. I panicked, and jerked my steering wheel. My car wheels dropped off the low shoulder. Suddenly, the car careened out of control, and everything went dark. I couldn’t see, but I could hear the screaming of brakes, smell of burning rubber, feel my body being jolted forward in a lifeless motion. I heard sounds of metal crunching, felt like I was soaring through the sky, and everything ended in a sudden hard stop and complete silence. The next thing I remember is someone cradling me, and talking to me and the sounds of sirens in the distance. I fade in and out of consciousness, but I can still feel the pain shooting through my body, and tears of fear flowing down my cheeks. I woke up with something obscuring my vision and hindering my breathing. I couldn’t remember...
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...I am a shoe. Hello In the beginning, my life was cheerful. I would spend them with my best friend who shared a box with me. This was all I needed to survive. A warm, dark box. Beside that, I even had a friend to share it with. Home Sweet Home. All of a sudden, something captured my house and clawed off the roof. They kidnapped my best friend away from me. The next thing I knew, they took me too. Before they started to do something to my friend (or to me) I managed to get one last good look at him. Seconds later, I heard a spine-chilling thump. The sound alarmed me because back when things were normal, my best friend and I would talk to our neighbors about what would happen if one of us were dropped. Someone had a theory that it would make...
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