.... I noticed something strange. What happened to the "restaurant" we used to run? I swear we had those tall cooks with aprons and weapon-like utensils who used our long countertops to chop and fry vegetables. Where was that huge tray where all the dishes were placed to serve me? As I stepped out of the kitchen, the same feeling crept in. I always remembered living in a mansion. Had it shrunk? When I asked my mom, she gave me a perplexed look as though I had just left a mental hospital. I heard several quarrels within our home, ones I had never before noticed. I vie .....

.... place where guerrilla warfare and terrorism are a part of daily life. The gunshots and unruly pitbull barking registers over the calm of the wet playground. Trash strings the streets and every dwelling has an eight foot, black, metal fence circuitously about it. Two white faces gape over the hood of a parked Cadillac. Besides the police parked down the block, they are probably the only Caucasians in a five mile square radius. Two companies of drug dealers fire at will scrambling for control of a superior capital making outpost. Even at nine o'clock in the mornin .....

.... in the bedroom. These rituals and set patterns were something that had always given Bradley a structure in his life, they had always maintained themselves as an unwavering constant. But most importantly, they were carried out slowly, and in the current times of speed and fast results, it was very reassuring to be able to take time to go through the routines which had been a part of Bradley's life for at least fifteen years, now. Bradley savoured his drink, choosing to drink it very slowly, as if in an attempt to slow down time. Bradley tried again to pu .....

.... I have to be up at a certain time, so I wont be late to school. During the school day I have to be in class on time. After school I have no time! I have work and extracurricular activities that I am involved in. After this I eat dinner, study then go to bed. My time is mainly consumed by Sleep, school, and work. Ou of the 168 hours in a week I sleep for 52.5 and am in school for 32. Work usually takes up about 23 hours a week. All my after school activities take up 6 - 12 hours a week depending if it is a busy week for the clubs I am in. This leaves me between 6 - 18 hours to study, and for fre .....

.... lived together and both had a son. She also goes on to tell the King that one night the other woman lay on her son and killed him; nevertheless, this same woman took the living son and claimed him as hers. The other woman said, “No! The living one is my son; the dead one is yours” (I Kings 3:22). After listening to the plea of the two women, King Solomon told his servants to bring him a sword, and the solution would be to cut the baby in half. His plan was to trick the two women by offering to cut the baby in half, allowing one half to go to each mother. The .....

.... prior to t he evening of partying. Needless to say after a couple hours of drinking games we were all a little tipsy, so we then sauntered on over to a Fraternity party, where we continued working on our inebriation. After a long night of partying and fraternizing with hundreds of drunk college kids much like ourselves, we headed back to the dorm in which the whole evening started. And just as any after-school special goes, there was one kid who had just a little too much to drink, and he proceeded to put his hand through a plate glass window. "WHAT THE HEL .....

.... the landscape, the city below seemed unrecognizable. The enormous buildings which I had driven past earlier looked like dollhouses a child might play 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 becam .....

.... of pop. By the 3rd day, I had to scout for food and water because I was feeling malnourished. As I walked around I found a snack machine the kind with many divine foods inside such as candy bar and chips, but still no way to eat them. I stayed here until morning trying to rig a transport of some sort for it. I cut a tree down and made 4 wheels and eventually a cart to support the machine and than to transport the machine to the other. This was such a great task, I forgot about my hunger. By dusk I had arrived back at the pop machine. As I set the candy mac .....