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Term Papers on Creative Writing
Up The Ladder
Number of words: 998 - Number of pages: 4.... return
soon, to protect my nest."
So Chris started climbing the ladder again, and the blue bird flew up
beside him.
Together they climbed past the top of the tree and into the sky. They
had been climbing for a little while when the blue bird turned back to its
nest.
"Goodbye, Chris," the blue bird said. "Don't forget to tell me what's
at the end of the ladder."
Chris climbed higher. Soon he met a woman dressed in coveralls. She
held a hammer in her hand and two nails in her mouth. She was pounding
nails into a board.
"Good day," .....
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Creative Writing: The Kindergarten
Number of words: 706 - Number of pages: 3.... and the birds chirping happily with one another all came to a sudden
halt as I opened the door. The children ran around, screamed, and threw
things as if they were unaware of the peacefulness that lay outside. I made
my way closer to the children. There appeared to be hundreds of little kids
looking up at me with me with mixed expressions, only pausing for a moment,
before continuing to make a noise.
It was a large room with a kitchen to the left and it had toys
scattered all over the floor. A door led outside to the playground and Mrs.
Smith the tea .....
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Creative Writing: Inn From Hell
Number of words: 1070 - Number of pages: 4.... up the inn keeper so they would just go down and
pay him in the morning. After removing the soaking wet clothes they put on
thier night clothes and not even five minuites after hopping into bed they were
both asleep. That was thier next mistake.
Now like most people Doctor Bleed just had to get his drink of water in
the middle of the night or or or .......Well thats funny I dont think that he
has ever not had his refreshing drink of water in the middle of the night. Oh
well, I sure hope he gets it. Like normally the Doctor woke up at about 2:00
A.M., now w .....
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Alone With Nature
Number of words: 367 - Number of pages: 2.... the two scents into one fresh, clean
fragrance.
You pry yourself away from the immense meadow, still filled with many
unexplored treasures and turn back into the foliage covered depths of the forest.
The sun is comfortably placed in front of the cotton candy clouds, in the midst
of the soft blue sky. The occasional bird soars through in a last minuet attempt
to catch a worm so it may feed the yearning mouths of it's young. The rough dirt
trail ends and you are brought to the base of a rock. Your feet reach for the
unfamiliar footholds of the high rocky prom .....
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Creative Writing: Revenge Of The Hacker
Number of words: 1331 - Number of pages: 5.... world. Ri ch was a
computer "hacker." Known to all those brave souls who dared the
"information highway" as Hax0r, Rich would penetrate computer systems
locally and around the world. Never malicious in his endeavors he sat back
and explored what seemed to be another dimension to the every day "lamer."
Rich was not alone on his journey's though. He had four friends from
school that accompanied him. These friends where just about the only people
that knew about his Internet secrets and every day these four met on a chat
service called IRC that stood for Inte .....
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Personal Writing: Letter To The Future From 1996
Number of words: 997 - Number of pages: 4.... shooting and Air Rifle Shooting. For Clay
Pigeon Shooting I have a 12 bore shotgun. To have a shotgun you need a
shotgun license. Just recently there has been an outcry for a ban on
privately owned handguns after the Dunblain massacre, which was when a
lunatic broke into a school and gunned down a class of children and their
teacher. It was tragic. The shooting I do is just for sport and is well
supervised., this handgun ban could also bring a tightening on getting a
shotgun license so it would be harder to get one. I shoot what is called
Skeet mostly .....
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On Taunting Lacy Lou
Number of words: 793 - Number of pages: 3.... for soccer, a hiding place for man- hunt, and a shelter for all sorrows. The tree seemed to guard the tomb where we had buried her that cold July morning. She had died peacefully and painlessly. At least those thoughts are what I clung to after waking up drenched in cold sweat and tears. With the whisper of a breeze, I was flung back into the watercolors of my memory, and one nightmare mural of my childhood protruded.
The heat lavishly fed the dirt pathway with the first freezer pops of summer. School had been out for three days, and lobster bodies grazed at hom .....
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Creative Writing: This Girl
Number of words: 560 - Number of pages: 3.... the world that no one else has. She has been kicked out of this country many
times. The dreams I have after I sleep with this woman are so incredible that it
makes me a little crazy the next day.
Why do my parents keep bothering me? I can hold my own now. I am mature,
I am a man. I do get distracted real easily and my parents keep ruining my
distraction, I am upset because of that. I have my own apartment in Santa Cruz,
I live in a pardise. California has it all, beautiful beaches, pretty girls,
great bars, money, palm trees, and tons of smog. Can't live withou .....
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