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» Creative Writing Essays and Papers
Mars
<view this essay>.... flowers were all looking so nice today. Cathy was not usto the sun being so hot, she only moved to 3 years ago. She lived on Earth in Los Angles, California, her dad had to move here because he worked at an oil refinery and it was moved to .
Cathy got o school and her friends Joe and Chris were already waiting for her. They said at the same time "There's a pop quiz in math today!" "How do you know?, said Cathy. " We heard Mr. Biller talking about it to another teacher." "I'm going to fail!"exclaimed Cathy. Cathy hated math, probably because she had it first hour. Cathy was having a bad day, she got 1 out of 50 right on the math test. From then on it .....
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Personal Writing: My Room
<view this essay>.... shut off all the others. Only the red and orange lights work though,
because my dad accidently stapled the blue and green ones. As I search the
deep inner recesses of my mind for inspiration, I let my eyes wander around
my ever blinking room. Dave Letterman is staring at me with one eyebrow
raised. Sandra Bullock is looking at Guido, who's right next to
her. She has a giant knot in her hair. Amniotic fluid is being
dumped onto a beautiful dancing girls head. Mr. Manson is squating down,
his half naked self-mutilated body glowing red under my lights. His arm is
reaching out at me, trying to pull me into his twisted Willy Wonka world.
I close my .....
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Creative Writing: Trigatipede
<view this essay>.... We had only found a new species of butterfly, and I feared
my return to the states with nothing to show of our three month stay. Our
time was up, however, and the crew and I left Australia disappointed and
empty-handed.
At the airport in New York, I was greeted by Mr. Shrinton and a few
of the other zoo investors. They quickly hurried me into a stretched
limousine, and then my life changed forever. The investors asked me quite
plainly if I would be willing to create their zoo for them. At first I was
unclear of the meaning, but quick clarification had me realizing the
enormous biological disasters such a project would generate. They wanted
me to chemical .....
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Creative Writing: Life In Sumitville
<view this essay>.... the wealthy, the working, and the poor.
Work and transportation will be very efficient. Most people will work from homes through their personal computers, via the Internet. People who have to commute to work will go there via electric trolleys that are driven by robots. These trolleys will go everywhere throughout the city. People who have to use a car or truck will use one that runs on a hydrogen-powered fuel cell.
Energy for the city will be provided though numerous applications. The power will come from windmills in the countryside, a dam, and energy for the home will be produced through roofs made out of solar panels. The energy will also help prod .....
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Personal Writing: Evil
<view this essay>.... someone else. Many of the things he says are crude and hurtful. Those who are the target of his wisecracks are never amused. Nonetheless, it is all hilarious to the ones that listen to it.
He is always the main culprit on pranks. I don’t think that there has been one toilet paper job on someone’s house that he hasn’t been a part of. The pranks are definitely not limited to toilet paper. During my Christmas vacation at about 5:30 am one Saturday morning, my mother rudely awakened me to get out of bed and “clean all that *&^%$ up off the front lawn.” I immediately knew who had done it. I assumed that it was toilet paper for the third week in a row, but I .....
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Personal Writing: My Room
<view this essay>.... fall into their own groups, and the room bunches fall into the
mind groups. For instance, I have school friends, and out of school
friends. There are also school papers, and note and letters from your
friends. This is because my mind makes my room.
Even though my walls cannot speak, if they were able to, they would
tell you many secrets and important event that took place in my life. Just
like the secrets in my room, my soul is filled with emotions and feelings.
My room captures the memories from birth till now. Even though I have not
lived in this room all my life, I keep the memories in my heart and they
show up in my room. .....
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Creative Writing: American Dream
<view this essay>.... a stop in front of Kyle McNeil's
apartment. Joel did this every morning as Kyle was a very close friend of his,
and worked in the same company. Kyle however, was not a lucky as Joel, Kyle did
not have the three story home that Joel did, nor the outrageous salary, nor the
beautiful wife and daughter. He did not have the luck of being at the lab when
the reality-cam was finished, the idea that gave Joel his claim to fame. If it
would have been Kyle working that shift maybe things would be different. Kyle
was a loner, and a struggling loner at that. "Good morning Kyle," said Joel.
"G' mornin'," mumbled Kyle in a saddened voice. Joel instantly sensed .....
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Creative Story: The Crash
<view this essay>.... Bob's peaceful afternoon flight had just become a
nightmare.
Bob attempted to turn the small plane back to the airport but the wind
would not allow it. The wind had it's way with the plane until that squeal came
back to haunt the young man inside. With a shudder and a bang the plane's prop
stopped. Within seconds the stall horn began to blow and the plane rolled onto
it's right side and plummeted to the snow covered ground.
Bob awoke, not knowing how long he was out, hoping that some one had
received his frantic calls for help. After a day he decided to try and hike out,
he took everything he could carry. He made good distance during the day but at
n .....
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