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... Memorial stretching white and graceful, remembering painfully that this would be the last time that he would ever walk along this beautiful beach. As his eyes watched the waves, and how they caressed the muddy shoreline, he began to think of the future. His thoughts were quickly disrupted. “Hey bud, how's it going? What was so important that you had to talk to me about?” Chris asked. “It's to hard. I can't go on with it.” “What? What can't you go on with?” Chris demanded urgently. “It's just, that, that, this will be our last weekend together”. “Wait a minute. Slow down, your not making any sense. None at all. What do you mean that this will be our last weekend together? We have th ...

... and Die.' I looked forward again. I could see my way clearly. It was short distance to go, but it seemed the finishing line was miles away from me. I opened my eyes with a fierce glare and I decided to run to death. Every thing looked different from a second ago. I knew my team was about to be the victor. "GO!" The second runner shouted. I darted forth. I put my hand back. I felt the monster in my hand. I grabbed it as hard as I could and then I accelerated. The monster, in my hand, was satisfied with his new environment. My legs and arms were moving as fast as they could, and I ran with the wind to my back. It seemed like I was running faster than the wind was blowing behind me. F ...

... wasn't necessary. The daughter then took it upon herself to call EMS from her own house. The medics were notified of the problem through the usual method, a series of tones over a radio that cause a loud horn to blare and all the station lights to come on, much to the annoyance of the fire lieutenant. This alarm was immediately followed by the dispatchers voice giving all the applicable information on this call. "Med unit 2, respiratory call, 103 Royal Terrace Boulevard, apartment 7, in reference to a 80 year old woman with shortness of breath." Not that the EMS crew were listening at this point. They are busy getting into their jumpsuits and putting their boots on. It does not matter ...

... I felt very manly. He and I went to the park to see what we could do there. The park was empty when we arrived. I had no dought that my dad told everybody not to be there because we had to use it. I felt badly for other people, but I was proud to have such an onnipotent person as my dad. We found a smooth and a often space. My dad was holding the rear of the seat to make sure I didn't fell. He assured me that I was not going to fall because he would be running right behind, holding the bicycle. He reassured me by saying that it was the word of a man and I could trust it. I started to pedal and the bicycle moved. Once it started to move, I felt pedaling was ...

... with. The towering smokestacks of the factories wou ld not have caught my eye had it not been for the tiny stream of gray emerging from them. At this distance, the smoke spiraled upward like tree branches reaching for the sky. The air was raw and stung me through my many layers of clothing. There was snow all around me. It was on the trail and in the trees. There was so much white, that my eyes became blinded by so much absence of color. It was too cold to remain at the top forever, so I decided to make my run. I gave a strong push with my poles, starting my skis sliding gently across the snowy terrain. I kept my speed slow in order to feel out the mountain and it ...

... call me if you need to talk to me regarding class, that statement stunned me. Never before in my academic career had I had a teacher give out his or her home phone number. How many teachers do you know that give out his or her home phone number during your academic career? One seemingly endless week passed. Even with a burst of effort on my part, I received a D on his quiz. With the paper in my hand, I nervously asked, "Mr. Johnson, my name is Sam. I am in your English class, I would like to talk to you about my grade for the quiz" looking at me with an understanding expression, he replied, "Sure, what about the grade?" A sensation of relief overcome my nervous body, I asked, "why did ...

... my blood for before I understood what was happening I found myself staring at the rickety old sign at the border of our town which read Melas. As I came nearer to the chapel I expected the tormenting sensation in my head to diminish. Alas, it did not. The truth is that the throbbing increased to what I can only describe as a cranial vibration. This timbre was not painful, however, nor uncomfortable, but pleasant. Up ahead loomed the ancient chapel. It had been abandoned for nearly a century and some invisible force kept the decrepit mortar and pale stones in their places. But before I was close enough to glimpse the building itself, I saw the glow. An eerie crimson light radiated fr ...

... harder and harder acting like a knife as he mercilessly cut a path through the wet night air. All of a sudden there was a sickening thud as the car hit something rather large. Shit!. I don't have time for a pathetic, dead animal! Jack slowed and pulled the car to a halt on the gravel. Turning the engine off, he sat listening to the patter of the rain in a state of total disbelief. Glancing at the dull glow of the clock which read 10:45 and leaving the headlights and wipers on, he reluctantly opened the door and got out of the car to quickly survey the damage. Almost instantly soaked, and as the fierce wind whipped across his thin frame, he shivered violently. He made his way around to ...

... Cathy. Cathy hated math, probably because she had it first hour. Cathy was having a bad day, she got 1 out of 50 right on the math test. From then on it was downhill all day. Until science her science teacher was going crazy about the explosion of Earth. She found out that there was a nuclear war between the United States and Russia. The Russians sent an experimental new weapon to United States. The US was trying to defuse is when it blew away the whole planet. The day ended with a crash, on Cathy's way home there was a huge 25 car pile up. She almost slipped in the street because all the water from every ones gas tanks was leaking all over the place. She walked by t ...

... Science degree in counseling from Oakwood College and is just two semesters away from achieving one of her highest goals, which is to receive her Masters degree in Rehab Counseling. She continues to help out in her work force and even finds time to attend my extracurricular activities. My mom is an outstanding woman and is the one I look up to. Most people say that they want to be like Mike, but not me. I say, “I want to be like Diane.” She inspires me to keep striving to achieve my goals. She never lets anything keep her down and always has a smile on her face that could brighten up the darkest room. Never embarrassed, she always speaks her mind. When everyone is quiet, she can br ...