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  • Nonfiction > Academic
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    There is a book out there in the world . . . that discusses some very controversial topics. This book is by the famous author Ray Bradbury. This book is called Fahrenheight 451. And the topics include things that may or may not entirely reflect our modern day societies. The themes range from technol...
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    I’m Jessica Leanne and the one thing that changed my life was moving to Kalispell Montana from Fresno California. This time last year, I was attending an intermediate school as an eager 8th grader. But at the same time I was getting over the fact that I was losing my dad. Since I was 4 ½ years ...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    Theatre, to me, means that yo don’t just get up onstage and pretend. You become someone else to entertain others. Right now, I’m just at the beginning of what i hope will be a long acting career. I mean, I’m always acting out scenes from movies or old memories with or for my friends, but other...
  • Opinion > Spirituality / Religion
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    *draw circle* *consecrate tools and work area* *call elements* Air, I call you to my circle to bless us with subtle breaths and ease of mind. Protect and guide this circle. *draw pentagram w/ sweet grass @ east* Fire, I call you to my circle to bless us with a fiery passion for what we love and...
  • Fiction > Scripts & Plays
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    [crying woman walks up to lady officer] "my baby is missing!i have no clue to where she might be, Mrs.officer lady!plea-" "calm down miss,I'll try to help you find your baby." "my baby! i won't ever find poor Samantha!she mu-" "miss, please calm down...
  • Opinion > Social Issues / Civics
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    “We are a species that produces evil as a bee produces honey. Just as the humble insect produces sweetness, we produce the wickedness and violence that sour our lives. Evil lies within man, whose nature is inherently depraved. Man’s basic instinct is to kill, and the depth of his wickedness is r...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    if love starts with a smile, grows with a kiss and ends with a tear, then why are we all still searching for that "one" who is supposed to love us forever? they will never come, as love is rare and pure in itself. if only those who seek the love, were given the love they so efficeintly loo...
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    I'm sitting here in the library at school and wondering why all of this has gone so wrong. You and i had a great past, and we could have had anything we wanted. But trust was the word. You and i had trust issues. if Riley hadn't stepped in and ruined it, maybe we would still be together, m...
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    This book was one of my favorites out of this series. It gives the readers a chance to actually sit down and get to know Zoey and her feelings a little better. Her human boyfriend, Heath, gives us( and Zoey) a window to the outside world as Zoey realizes just how powerful her and her circle are. She...
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    For those of you who love realistic fiction or somewhat sci-fi fantasy-like stories, you may want to check this one out. It's a fantastic beginning of what i sincerely hope will be a successful book series. It introduces the abstract, yet often revisited topic of immortality. These teens hav...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    My eyes were stinging withe thee painful sensation of staring at thee sun for too long. But I was crying. The same pain cam from different causes. How could these two things be so different, yet so utterly alike? The crystal clear tears rolled from thee edges of my eyes to my cheekbones, then down m...
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    This is the fifth book in the House of night series, which I personally enjoy, and it definitely gives the previous books a run for their money. It introduced Stark, a few new fledglings and brought back many of our favorite characters including Darius, Shaunee and Erin, Damien and Jack, Erik, Heath...
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    This was a great introduction for this series. I loved the intense opening scene when Zoey gets marked, and leaves Will Rogers High school to go to the Tulsa House of Night. She meets her mentor, Neferet, which introduces one of my favorite characters. The authors describe Neferet perfectly, so much...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    A soft prick, A river of sadness, Black eyes smeared, Widows missing their beloveds. The black tears of sorrow have never been worse, the murders, the divorces and broken hearts are sometimes too much to bear; hatred fills our hearts slowly leaking it's revenge Some people never cha...
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    Hot, salty tears glisten on my pale cheeks Singing painful songs trying to teach me But this cycle will never end, No matter how much I hate how much I love you To end it was just an instinct, my ancestrial feelings kicking in A smile graces my face as i laugh at how stupid this all is And ...
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
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    Who am I? I am Jessica N. I was born in Clovis, California on September 11, 1996. I live with my dad (Adrian), my step-mom (Amber), my uncle (Luc), my sister (Misty), my four dogs (Angel Food Cupcake—German Sheppard/border collie mix, Tag-Along—Chihuahua, Lillie—boxer, and Ghost—Boxer) ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    cracked, searching for an escape, the only way out, is my blood sister fate...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    The headphones in my ears tried to blare out the pain of the memories swimming across my closed eyelids. My hands, still cold as stone, were folded across my lap. Beaten, brittle, broken my heart now is. But who will mend it? No one. The pain soars with the remaining heat of his love. The cold of hi...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    The room was so hot, the floor began to melt beneath my feet. Yet, so cold as to turn my every breath to ice. Knowing what I do now, how will I stay okay? Without you, I am lost in this dark battle between life and death. And, with you, I am torn to pieces by the battle axes of our enemies. Wil...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    The Fair Folk glide...soundlessly...over dirt, stumps and roots. Beautiful, silken hair flows through the damp, sweet smelling winds. Iridescent wings shimmering blues, greens and golds very much like a dragon-fly's. Pale faces. Fierce eyes. Always questioning. Never answering. In front of you,...
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    Thrill. Lust. Agony. Emotions roll through his head like a hurricane through the vulnerable south. His eyes tell differing stories to that of his mouth. Lies pour from his pouting lips, making his eyes seem much more reliable. To pick a fight with a lycanthrope, to find himself dead in an alley. Wou...
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    Fire-bright bangs attempt to shield brilliant green eyes from a world unknown to our very own heroine. Forming a wall to prevent her from seeing deadly fears with spiked horns, whip-like tails, scales that reflect surrounding colors, and fangs long enough to pierce through a human abdomen. Not knowi...
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    Walls of glass and towers of smoke rise high above the cobblestone streets; Blending into a mist. Beyond all our reaches--caressing the sky-- Meeting the Angel, Raziel, as his spirit descends among dust and dirt and smog and the wonderful smells of street vendors selling potions and exotic spices...
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    Life is like a rose bush. Petals soft like love or good company. Silken and smooth as much as a good day is; Torn if tampered with too roughly, for it's awful delicate. Life is like a rose bush. Sought after by those who don't have what they desire, Wanted by all because of the ra...
  • Nonfiction > Academic
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    Clap! Go the chalkboard erasers. Smack! Goes the ruler on the student’s desk. These are sounds I hope to be hearing soon. After I graduate from college,I would like to become an elementary school teacher. To achieve this long term goal, I must graduate from high school (preferably with a full I.B...

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