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Term Papers on Creative Writing
Going To The Beach
Number of words: 823 - Number of pages: 3.... was very
important not to forget anything. Finally, when all preparations were made, and
the cars loaded up, we, following our chosen route, dreamed of our coming
adventures. On that particular vacation, we had chosen a place named Blue Lakes.
It was really a place of wildlife. In the summer, the forest was
beautiful. It burst into leaves and needles, and abounded with mushrooms and
berries. The unbelievable silence was sometimes interrupted only by birds and
insects. The amazing lakes, which were situated all over the wood, seemed to
complete the picture. In ad .....
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Creative Writing: Apocalypse At The Nuclear Plant
Number of words: 884 - Number of pages: 4.... it?"
Pete asked with a look of haste swimming across his face.
Jarvis lead Pete over to the main testing area. "We discovered this
late last night. Seems one of the plutonium pieces is…," he paused with a gulp,
"changing."
"Changing?!?!"
"You better believe it because it took me an hour to comprehend what is
going on."
"What exactly IS going on?"
Jarvis explained in his own special slightly whiny voice that he chose
to break out only in large meetings but decided to give Pete the thrill of
hearing now. One of the experimental pieces of plutonium had bec .....
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Personal Essay: I Propose To Change The Status Of Craighead County, AR From A Dry To A Wet County
Number of words: 928 - Number of pages: 4.... are numerous small businesses along the county line that sell only alcohol.
Craighead is a college county. College students spend approximately $4.2
billion annually to purchase 430 million gallons of alcoholic beverages. These
businesses could be run here, in Jonesboro, instead of places like Harrisburg
and Truman. The fact is that people are going to drink. Why not sell to
Craighead citizens in Craighead? It makes far greater sense to put back where
you take out. Meaning if you earn a living in Craighead one should purchase
from those there as .....
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Christmas Day
Number of words: 681 - Number of pages: 3.... a huge amount of gifts from Santa, which I enjoyed but my mom was not filled with great joy. Today was the day we go into Brooklyn, NY to see my father's parents. When we arrived, I was greeted by all but; I felt a huge pain from deep within my heart. There was nothing to fear and nothing was going wrong so I spent a lot of time in my mother's arms. After a while at the house my father had to call work to see how everything was going. He was on the telephone for a while but that always happened during family occasions. As the day ended we packed up our thin .....
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Creative Story: Lonely
Number of words: 1235 - Number of pages: 5.... it there when he was off
in dreamland. Oh well, he thought and then he picked it up. The card had
printing on it. It simply read, "go look in your mail box". Keith gave out a
small chuckle and thought about his mailbox. Was someone joking around with
him? It was probably that pesky neighbor boy, James. He was always coming up
with something new and unusual to try out on his neighbors. "What the hell",
Keith said aloud. He then stood up and walked over to his mailbox and opened
it up. "Yep, another card", he said. The same small, black print on it t .....
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Creative Writing: Siege Of Yorktown
Number of words: 375 - Number of pages: 2.... the first ground at
the Siege of Yorktown.
We had sent a small band of men to the western side of us to fire on the
British. Our plan worked and all the British inside were soon firing on them
while we dug our trenches. When dawn came around they saw their mistake and
started firing on us but no harm was done. It took nine days to dig all of the
trenches. Finally on October 15th we were prepared to start the siege.
As the American Flag rose ten cannons fired simultaneously. Since we
were firing from 150 ft. away our cannons had a devastating effect. L .....
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Creative Writing: Dogs And Cats
Number of words: 5027 - Number of pages: 19.... know when he was
beat.
"No respect. Where's the respect?" Scampi circled the tree in a haze of
anger, his tiny legs beating furiously on the grass. The beagle could never
quite get over a loss. Mustard lay his head on the ground and watched the
passage of time on the street while Scampi vented.
Soon, Roy the Basset and his owner walked by. Mustard nodded hello.
"Who's that?" Roy asked, looking in the tree.
"Dunno. New in town."
"Which house?"
"No house."
"Freeloader, hm? Give him one from me." Roy's owner shushed him. Poor
guy. Owner was one of those uppit .....
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Employee Theft At Staples
Number of words: 634 - Number of pages: 3.... we were.
Over the course of the next few weeks, I watched loads of equipment leave the store. Three Palm Vs were now in Martin’s possession, Jesse made off with some RAM, Doug robbed some hard drives, and Jason even pilfered a laptop. Most of the guys claimed that the lack of proper wages justified the theft. “After all,” Doug said one day, “All we’re doing is stealing from Staples what they owe us anyway.” I was scared. Was there a chance of losing my job if I didn’t reveal the secret to a member of management? And if I did tell, would getting involved put me at .....
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