.... at the atrocities that I have seen and been through since that last day I have seen you, the last time I will have ever seen life through a positive looking glass. After being forced to leave my life behind, I was given a number and was sent to live in a hostile. A man named Oscar Schlinder came up with an idea to make lots of money. This is where we came in at. He hired Jews to do labor for him, because it would be much cheaper. One day all of his commandants threw a mass germicide in the ghetto and many were killed. I thank God that I was a lucky survivor, but they ended up finding me, and I along with many other Jews were taken to where I am now, Auschwitz .....

.... hour, this is a whole separate problem which needs immediate attention. Once I finally get my lunch I have a second much harder task to tackle; finding a seat. The Cafeteria is way over capacity and simply can't handle the amount of people that is must. After I have everything I can start eating, by this time I have wasted away twenty minutes of my precious lunch period. Mr.Johnson, this is just not a suitable lunch arrangement. I must mention of second problem with lunchtime, this is even more pressing than the first. Lunch Prices have been growing drastically and with no reason at all, this could mean the school is pressed for money so you look fo .....

.... would now ultimately reach its death. The door was close now, and the spawn's soulless eyes peered into the room from the doors barred window. Standing over a bench stood a man. An old man, gnarled with age and working on an intricate machine. To a mortal man the sight would appear ludicrous. An old, befuddled man could hardly attract the attention of such a powerful warrior. But to the spawns eyes, he only saw the truth. He didn't see the lines of age which covered the man's face. Nor did he see the disfigured spine which pushed the man's back into a painful composure. But he did see the beast within. To the spawn, what stood in the other room .....

.... found Billy waiting in a cage. She and Billy then walked to the nearest train station carrying her heavy luggage along for the ride. The train was delayed. After waiting three hours in the hot lobby, the train finally arrived. Dawn was relieved when she found that Billy could stay with her in her booth, rather than getting locked up in a crate. And here I am again she thought, back on a train. Billy grunted his “I’m bored, I want to go to sleep but you’re in my way grunt”. So Dawn scooted over and Billy lay down with his hind legs out to the side, his nose on her lap, and fell asleep. Dawn wondered why she had agreed to visit her mother and her mothe .....

.... with his threat but he doesn't. He has this funny habit that when were holding him back from another dog, his bark starts getting louder. While holding him back he tends to pull and yank hard, and almost say “let me at him”. The funny part is when we actually do let him go, he's surprised we let him go , and gives us this look like hey hold me back! Another thing that goes along with his fighting techniques, are his day dream desires of being a security dog. We have this one dog named Pinto that Lobito hates with all his heart. Being that Pinto is alot older and bigger than Lobbito , Lobito never dares raise a bark at Pinto. But don't ever tell Pinto to go out .....

.... and lives happily ever after. As I opened my eyes, I scanned the damp terrace. Its gigantic walls that once protected me from the outer forces of evil were now only at my waist. The colossal coconut branches that once protected me from monsoons could now be trampled with one simple step. After gorging the now-cold cup of milk, I went downstairs. 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 .....

.... would be able to see each other again. She had left only four weeks earlier, but I had already missed her greatly. We had been friends since the 9th grade. In the beginning we were enemies; we hated each other. Oh, how we fought! One time she accused me of taking her purse, knowing what a notorious prankster I was, even though I had no idea what she was talking about. Later she found her purse in her friends locker. It seems she had forgotten she had put it there. This turned out to be the first, but not the last, accident that would occur. What didn't we argue about? After about, four years, we became the best friends ever. We were perfectly compati .....

.... talking about for the entire hour. I felt that I had wasted an hour on teaching him the basic concepts, which he did not get at all. I assigned him several algebra problems for practice, but he did them all wrong. I thought I knew how to teach him since the material was so simple for me, but apparently, I did not know how to explain the material in the way that he would have understood. I started to criticize myself. I realized that even though algebra was so easy for me, it did not mean that he understood the material, too. So I figured out a new way of tutoring, which became more efficient later. I went through every problem with him, step by step, a .....