The English MonsterChronicles of The English Monster Part 1- Introduction to the Chaos! ‘What harm could it do?’ you ask yourself.The English Monster
‘Mr. Kenny is such a harsh grader anyway, it won’t matter if I completely bs this essay,’ you say at 3 am, and commence to write about how Shakespeare is a fraud and how a monkey really did write Hamlet, expecting nothing worse than a failing grade. Sounds familiar, no? Hell yeah it does! Well, the flawed logic of so many is a far more serious issue than it appears. You see, a failing grade is n
Here Is GoneChrissy Lorson 1/21/07 Mrs. Krause Creative Writing Portfolio- Q1 and Q2Here Is Gone
Here is Gone The soft sound of the violin’s sweet melodies filled the air, this side of Waterlow Park had never sounded so beautiful. It was August, 1914, and summer’s heat had sprung upon London at last, the lush array of plants were enjoying the sunshine. All around, children and passerby had stopped to hear the music of the young violinist. It’s light and soothing song brought
How to Save a LifeChrissy Lorson 2/7/06How to Save a Life
Then, he heard a sound unlike any other, and faster then he had known possible Jake turned his back toward the school as it erupted in a burst of flame. The feelings of ardor and excitement at the idea of the vacation ahead had vanished and were replaced with panic and fear like he had never known. Jake dropped his possessions and sprinted toward the commotion. Most everyone was fleeing the burning building, yet he looked for any sign of her. But he saw no one with the same amber hair, the same blue eyes, he saw no Laura. His panic rising with every passing second, he zipped
denying and wishingLook, I know you think everything’s your fault, But it’s not. Why do you blame yourself when you know deep down it’s not true? You never do anything wrong, The only thing you do is right. After what you did, I saw how much you meant to me and Even though if I lost you I know you’re better off. You did the right thing leaving this thing between us, Even if it was maybe perfect. The right way isn’t always easy you know, Just don’t forget that. I know we’ll both live after what happened, And maybe even put back the broken piecesdenying and wishing
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At first I got the perfect dream, my desire. Then after those three words, I got the nightmare.
Love who you're with, for if not for who you love, you are nothing.
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"Life is a puzzle, like Tetris, but faster and juicier."
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