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Term Papers on Creative Writing
My Freshman Experience At The University Of Alabama
Number of words: 598 - Number of pages: 3.... all the attention, since I was the last child to leave the house. Now that I am three hours away it is hard to get all the attention I am use to. I miss them all very much, but the phone has proven to be my best friend. I talk to them all everyday, making sure that I do not miss a thing that goes on in Atlanta.
Another issue that has effected my college experience is meeting new people. Meeting new people is usually something that I never have a problem of doing. Since I have been here I have felt intimidated by people and not as comfortable around them .....
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Self-Improvement
Number of words: 878 - Number of pages: 4.... class discussions, but I did not care at the time. However he got my attention when he said, "My home phone is on the top left corner of the page. Please 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 nervousl .....
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Creative Writing: Pacific Vortex!
Number of words: 198 - Number of pages: 1.... of ships have been vanishing lately without a trace. Let
me tell you it was not a lot of fun!
Interviewer: I see. Could you also please tell me why you ventured down-
Mr. Pitt: Sure. I was sent down there to find it, and salvage it, all
before the sea explodes.
Interviewer: Um, find and salvage what?
Mr. Pitt: Oh yeah, the STARBUCK. It's the latest American super-sub, an
underwater nuclear arsenal. So I had to go down there and disassemble all
the nuclear warheads before they're reached by foreign terrorists. And I
wasn't kidding, it really was no fun! All those assassins and traps, it
wa .....
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Unchained Heritage - Creative Essay
Number of words: 1735 - Number of pages: 7.... more birds then, he thought,
and more trees. The Elder walked a few steps to a creek to wash his hands.
A very faint metallic odour met him as he bent down, but he did not notice
it as his nose had long become insensitive.
The Elder shook his hands dry and glanced up at the position of
the sun. It was high overhead, indicating noontime. He sighed, knowing that
in a couple of hours his son would bring his family from Toronto to visit
him. He did not like his son very much, but he put up with the annual
visits for the sake of the grandchildren: he wa .....
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Creative Writing: An Unforgivable Choice
Number of words: 2180 - Number of pages: 8.... where's your m other?”
Lucinda asked. “My mother said that I was old enough to take care of my
self. So my mother sat me on the train and said that if there came any of
the cruel men I should hurry out, and I don't believe in Santa. But if you
do he properly heard you lien, I'm 7” Jason said “Would you like to buy
some christmaspresents with me?” Lucinda asked. “I don't know -maybe some
of the shopasistents will recognise me, and I'm really not supposed to go
with strangers” Jason said. “Well, only you can decide if I'm a stranger”
Lucinda said very tempting. .....
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Creative Writing: The Wind In His Sail
Number of words: 755 - Number of pages: 3.... "Well visiting hours are over," Cobi uttered as he pushed past Julie and
trekked up the rocky shore to his home. His home! His home was a picturesque
array of hand-crafted pillars and intricate woodwork that beautified even the
aesthetic sandy ocean beach that encompassed it. As always, after sailing
practise, he was greeted by a honk and a wave from his father returning from
work. His father was a partner in Jones, Jefferson, and Deveau, the most
successful law firm in Nova Scotia. He was able to fund Cobi's sailing career
from the start, and his mon .....
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Personal Writing: A Schoolyard Lesson
Number of words: 1336 - Number of pages: 5.... I knew where I was headed. I proceeded
up the stairs and down the hall to room 212, where I sat down in the front
row. I turned around and took a quick peak at the class; scanning the room
for someone to talk to. When I saw no opportunities I began to get a bit
timid, but as soon as the bell rang I felt all right.
We went through the motions for awhile: filling out paper work,
introducing ourselves, all the first day stuff. I heard a few kids say
they were new to the area, of which Brian Vedder was the only boy. He
wasn't much to look at, not a soap opera s .....
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Creative Story: Bathtub
Number of words: 729 - Number of pages: 3.... the perfect temperature. Johnny
couldn't think how he could be happier -- maybe if he didn't have to go to work
in an hour, but right now that seemed a long way off.
Johnny closed his eyes and rested peacefully, slipping in and out of a half
dream of floating through warm liquid clouds.
Suddenly, Johnny felt very cold. Something was wrong. He was no longer tired,
but he couldn't tell why. As he opened his eyes, he became aware of the fact
that the temperature around him was much cooler than it had been a moment ago --
not cold, but not the perfect, dreamy ba .....
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