Small Town Living and Big City Dreams

A Small Town Analysis
Where I grew up
The small town of dill city is where I grew up and spent all of my life in the same house. I cant
complain about the peaceful little town of dill city. Nothing to interesting happens here so you don't
have to worry about much. But not much goes on I western Oklahoma anyways. You normally have
to drive an hour or so to find anything interesting and fun things to do. But you can usually call a
couple of friends to hangout with and usually have a pretty good time. Friends are the best thing
about growing up in a small town, they become brothers and sisters to you and eventually become
family.
The neighbors here in dill city are not your average people that you see on your everyday bases.
These people are the best and would do anything for someone. The town has some shady parts in it
but what town doesn't have its flaws. Dill city isn't much anymore but my oldest neighbor Ralph
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It has some of the most beautiful sights that you cant see everywhere else. It has one of the prettiest
sunsets that you cant miss. It has some very wonderful grass plains that look like the ocean when the
wind blows. And we can see forever out in this area. We have such pretty sky's and wonderful
clouds. This area of Oklahoma the world has much of an odd beauty that only certain people can
take in. some people just overlook the prettiest things in life and never take in the natural beauty in
things
All in all I wouldn't want to grow up in any other community other than this one. No other place
would feel as much like home as any other one would. I just cant say enough about this wonderful
and caring community. They provide so much love and care and I couldn't have made it this far
without them. The teachers here care so much for their students but sometimes don't always
understand quite what we go through when some of us have homework and have a job at the same
time after
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My Family
I was a young girl living in Lynwood, California with my parents, two brothers and one sister. My
family was very close to each other, my neighbors were my three cousins. We were always outside
playing soccer and told each other scary stories to see who was the scary cat of us all. Ever morning
we walked to school with our ziplock bags with cereal and milk. Being just a little kid it never came
to mind being apart from my cousins. Los Angeles is a very crowded ,fast living place to live in, and
extremely expensive in cost of living. My mother was a single parent she couldn't handle the bills
by herself, my dad was always out doing nothing but good. My mother felt like she needed to make
a change in her life and ours of course. That's how it all started my mother was tired of living the
same routine everyday. She one day came across a close friend who was telling her how happy she
was to be out of Los Angeles with her new career. A new job was offered to my mother in Coalinga
so she agreed. Then, it hit me that we were going to have to move, but I was barely going to enter
second grade and even a chance to get the same class with one of my cousins. I couldn't imagine
living 4 hours away from my family. That's all I had at school my three cousin's who were my only
friends. I remember my mom coming into my room and telling that moving was going to be a better
opportunity for us to have a brighter future also, that we were going to get a huge house. But I knew
a huge house

Personal Aspects Of Natural Disasters
Across the World people know what a natural disaster is, but have never actually experienced one
first hand. Natural disasters are events that are unexpected, and can ruin a town in a matter of just a
few minutes. Just a few hours away from my home town lies a big city that is nicknamed Jomo.
This town sounds small and mysterious, but it is actually very well known. This town is Joplin,
Missouri. Growing up in a small Southern Missouri town I have experienced multiple tornadoes, but
never knew just how dangerous they can be. However, in the month of May 2011 I became very
aware of the danger. On May 22, 2011 an EF5 tornado hit the town of Joplin, and destroyed almost
half of the city. This event hit very close to home for many people in my community. This tornado is
the most expensive tornado in US history, and I first hand got to experience the destruction. A few
days after the tornado hit my family and friends decided to go help this nearby town. I thought it
was going to be an easy trip, but I ended up seeing things that will never leave my mind. My family
and I woke up at four in the morning to begin our two day journey. I was 13 at the time, and knew
very little about what was going on before I got to Joplin. We arrived to Joplin around seven, with a
whole day of plans ahead of us. I still remember the drive into town. We saw hundreds of people on
the side of the street. Most of these people were sleeping on blankets right in the middle of the town.
This is when I

Stephen Leacock
Stephen Leacock
Born in Swanmore, England, Stephen Leacock was one of 11 children of an unsuccessful farmer
and an ambitious mother, a woman to whom Leacock no doubt owed his energetic and status–
conscious nature. In 1891, while teaching at the prestigious Upper Canada College in Toronto,
Leacock obtained a modern language degree from the University of Toronto. In 1903, after
receiving a Ph.D. in political economy from the University of Chicago, he joined the staff of McGill
University, Montreal, as professor of politics and economics. Leacock's career as a humorist began
when he had some comic pieces published as Literary Lapses in 1910. This successful book was
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The son who wandered forth in the world was either killed by the cannibals or crawled home years
afterwards doubled up with rheumatism. So the old men made the proverb. But nowadays it is
exactly wrong. It is the rolling stone that gathers the moss. It is the ambitious boy from Honkville,
Indiana, who trudges off to the city leaving his elder brother in the barnyard and who later makes a
fortune and founds a university. While his elder brother still has only the old farm with three cows
and a couple of pigs, he has a whole department of agriculture with great sheds–full of Tamworth
hogs and a professor to every six of them.
In short, in modern life it is the rolling stone that gathers the moss. And the geologists––outside of
Tennessee––say that the moss on the actual stone was first started in exactly the same way. It was
the rolling of the stone that smashed up the earth and made the moss grow.
Take another proverb:
All is not Gold that Glitters
How perfectly ridiculous! Everybody in the days in which we live knows––even a child knows––
that all is gold that glitters. Put on clothes enough, appearance enough and you will be accepted
anywhere. Just do a little glittering and everybody will think you are gold. Make a show, be a
humbug, and you will succeed so fast that presently, being very wealthy and prominent, you will
really think yourself a person of great merit and intellect. In other words, the glitter makes the gold.
That is all there is to it.

Descriptive Essay
Unconventional Experience
Nineteen years ago I was born in a little town in southern New Jersey called Manahawkin. It is a
tourist town, and even today is genuinely only known for the island that it is attached to, and even
saying that it is "known" is a stretch. Typically, tourists do not even know the name of my town
while driving through it. When I arrived at college, I had to constantly answer the question of where
I am from. Eventually I learned to just fib a little and say that I am from "Long Beach Island"
because people can at least recognize that name. Mentioning the irrelevancy of my town should give
you an indicator of what this place was like. Growing up, my home always felt like some sort of
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There were of course uniforms which stunted all sorts of self–expression, and every Wednesday
morning we had chapel. Science classes consisted of playing with crawfish and the only book we
ever read for class was the Holy Bible. If I had continued to be enrolled there up until my high
school years, my views of the world would have been entirely different. So not only had I grown up
in a school that basically only educated me on the word of God, I also was living in a fairly uniform
town. It felt like I was living in a box. I knew that outside of Manahawkin there were places that
were the exact opposite. Places where people of all different colors and lifestyles walked down the
streets. Places that stimulated me, that could educate me on the issues of the world. In little
Manahawkin, I had none of that. I decided that if I was not going to learn from experience, I was
going to have to learn through books. At this point in my life I had already been a pretty avid reader.
Even when I was a toddler I had attempted to read which was exposed through some home videos
showing me pretending to read an upside down book. I blame this all on my mother. She was the
reader of the family. Growing up she would always be reading around the house and I constantly
wanted to be just as smart as her so I started reading, too. Slowly it became one of my favorite
pastimes. It was always so amusing

College Admissions Essay: The Place I Want To Be
There's just something about growing up in a small town that makes life better. I'm able to know
everyone in my community. I'm able to go back road driving and just have fun with my friends.
Juxtaposed to living in the cities where it's not as safe, I know that I'll always be safe in my little
town. In the moment of being around a bonfire and listening to music with friends and just talking
about life, I'm so happy. That's where I want to be. There's no place I rather be. I'm able to be free
and not crowded with people everywhere I look or go. I have space to myself. I feel secure in my
little town. If I were to live in the city I would feel so alone, even though people would be
everywhere. Everything would be crowded, the streets would

Personal Narrative Mexico
During the summer my family and me went on vacation to mexico to see my grandma at her house
it took us 2 days to get to her town is mexico when we got there is was 11 at night my uncle opened
the garage door to let us in when we got off the car my grandma opened the door to let us in her
house she gave everyone a hug the her and my mom started to cook food for everyone. After
everyone got their suitcases out of the car and took them to there room my mom and dad slept in
one room, my sister and her daughter slept in another room and my nephew and me slept in the
living room. The next day my dad showed me around the town he grew up in where his other family
members who lived there, and his aunt who owns a store on the corner of the street. When

Small Town Monologue
Being from small town USA, the world has not always been at my fingertips. With only one gas
station and a small community of about 450 people, Milano is not well known. Because of its small
size, resources are not very abundant. Growing up, I had to learn how to maximize the few
resources that were available to me. Also, I learned to be appreciative of what I had. My hometown
taught me many great life lessons, and I will forever be thankful for all that I have learned while
living here. The two stoplight town of Milano is located at the intersection of U.S. Route 79 and
State Highway 36, and is only an insignificant bathroom break for many travelers. These travelers
do not get to see what goes on in our quaint little town. They do not get to enjoy our Friday night
football games. They do not get to attend our tight–knit community gatherings. They do not
understand that even though we don't have much, we make the most out of what we have. Travelers
who speed past Milano have no idea as to how close we all are, and the sense of community purpose
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My town has molded me into the person I am by showing me all types of people. "It takes a village
to raise a child" is certainly the mantra there. Everyone knows everyone's business, and neighbors
are just as likely to discipline or praise you, as your parents would. Because of this, I learned very
quickly that I must treat everyone, no matter their background, with respect. I have grown up around
people who have lived in tents with very little food, and people with sprawling ranches and
magnificent houses. I have met people from all walks of life in this tiny town, and I have learned
how to accept and respect people for who they are and not what they

College Admissions Essay: It's All About Me
All About Me I'm awesome. It's true. Everyone who meets me will agree, and by the end of this
essay, you will too. I am from the small town of Mexico, Missouri where I haved lived my whole
life. I was born on January 4, 2000. I am the millennium baby because I was the first baby born in
2000 in the the town of Mexico and I got to ride home in a limo. I went to elementary school at
Hawthorne and then to the Middle School and now I am a Junior at The Mexico High School. I play
basketball, football, and baseball. This summer I worked at the City Pool as a lifeguard. Last
summer I worked at Pearl Motor Company for my dad. That job was definitely a lot harder than
being a lifeguard, but I enjoyed both jobs. One of my favorite hobbies is hunting. I love to Turkey
hunt and also deer hunt. I've killed three turkeys and one deer. One of my other hobbies is snow
skiing. I usually get to go to Colorado every year with my church and I've been three times with my
family. This is just a little bit of who I am. What I need to be successful. My biggest issue and worst
habit is procrastination so this year I am going to try really hard to get all my work finished and not
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I have lived in Mexico my whole life. I plan to probably stay in the town and work at Pearl Motor
Company just like my dad and many generations before me. It has been a family business since it
opened in 1916 and my dad is the fourth generation and I intend to be the fifth. I hope to be very
involved in the community and especially with the high school sports programs. I love this town and
everything it has to offer and I hope that one day I can raise a family in this town. I plan to go to
college after high school and probabley major in busniess and marketing. I have grown up the
biggest Missouri Tiger fan so hopefully I will attened that school. This is a little bit about where I
see myself in the

Descriptive Essay On Elkton
Elkton, Kentucky is a tiny, rural town that juts off of Highway 68. The heart of the town is the
former courthouse. Its steeple shoots proudly into the sky, displaying a clock of dubious accuracy.
Old, brick storefronts form a square around the courthouse, broken only by four streets extending
from the square. When I was young, riding in the backseat, I knew every detail of those streets.
There was a movie rental store, with posters I always strained to read; a tiny library whose young
adult section I had thoroughly explored; and a thrift store where I bought fifty cent stuffed animals.
Elkton was small, but I never thought I would need anything more. In my young mind, it was the
only town that existed. Elkton was my world. I turned thirteen the week my family moved out. With
typical youthful energy, I was ecstatic. I never looked back to the little white house; I only looked
forward to the beige–colored apartment that, I bragged, was only five minutes from the mall. ...
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As I paid my visits to Elkton, a new town revealed itself. Elkton was dying. The sign on the
hardware store had fallen on one side, the movie store had bankrupted and closed, and the tiny
library was a pathetic joke. I never went back to the thrift store, I had thrown away my stuffed
animals long ago, and the place stank of cheap cigarettes. Worst of all, the little house I had once
lived in was dead and vacant. Weeds almost swallowed the "For Sale" sign at the road, and a green
film grew over the siding. To me, Elkton reeked of decay and hopelessness. I hated the

Steel Town Case Study Jamestown
Steeltown U.S.A. was a great read! I enjoyed reading all about Youngstown and the challenges the
town had to face. Chapter 4: From "Steel Town" to a "Nice Place to Do Time" was personally one of
the best chapters in the book. It was so terribly sad to read about everything the once successful
industrialized town had later became. In only twenty short years, Youngstown had evolved into this
corrupt place; they even went as far to call it the "murder capital." Once the mills shut down, the
town took a major downfall. Poverty, drugs, and crime started to replace the legacy Youngstown
once held. Before reading this book, I had no idea that the steel mill closings could cause a town so
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The mills were closing down because the supply for steel had greatly decreased. The town's lack of
industrialization caused other businesses to relocate, so the steel workers were not left with many
options. Also, during this time period, it was not very common for women to have a full time job:
the steel families really had no option but to leave, but for some that was impossible. I struggle with
wrapping my mind around the trouble and heartache these families faced in hopes that Youngstown
would find a way out. Knowing very little about Youngstown, I felt that the authors did a nice job
revealing information on the town and what it had been through. The struggle the families and
community faced was saddening, but it was really interesting to see how they worked together in
hopes to restore the town. A few things I really enjoyed about Steeltown U.S.A. were the pictures
displayed throughout the book. The picture from the New Republic issue on page 192 with the
billboard stating "Welcome to Youngstown" with the bullet holes was my favorite. Could you
imagine the feeling that one would have driving into a town with a billboard covered in bullet
holes? I know I would do my best to get out of that town as fast as I could! It was terrible how the
crime labeled Youngstown. The photographs captured in the book really helped me visualize
Youngstown and helped my understanding of the atmosphere the town

Martin Luther King Jr.: Article Analysis
It's amazing how our world has become more like Martin Luther King Jr's dream, a place where
races of all kinds are together. You would be probably blown away if the entire world was like the
small town of Longtown, Ohio where families of mixed races are together. Free of slavery and
discrimination this town has been around for nearly 200 years, starting around the 1850´s. The
world needs to be more like Longtown to stop everyone from thinking that they should only be with
their own races and for everyone to be together as one. The article by Newsela, ¨Ohio town holds
rare history: Races mix freely for nearly 200 years¨, shares about the history that families hold for
their city. The article tells how the families are proud of their family and their town. A man named
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Dr. KIng wanted a world where people of all races would be together and not care about what color
skin they are. Look where we are now, a place where people of all races are together without care of
what race they are. Longtown exactly emphasizes what Martin Luther King Jr spoke about. There is
still racial conflict around the world, but that's why the world needs more places like Longtown. It
still is great how a town of mixed races could still be together. The Keiser family and the other
families of the small town all probably had no big problems with the separation of races. And that's
how Dr. King wanted it to be. A quote from his speech that I think shines a light to all people who
want all races to be together is, ¨This will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing
with new meaning, ´My country ´tis of thee, sweet land of liberty of thee I sing´. Land where my
father died, land of the pilgrims pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring´. And if America
is to be a great nation, this must become

Historical Twin Town
Emanuel County Institute is located in a very interesting city, well actually it used to be two.
Welcome to the home of the bulldogs historical twin city. It is not a very big town but it still has a
lot to show and live up to. The town of twin city initially began as Graymont and Summit, two tiny
towns' just feet from one another but later on in 1921 the two merged and made one, Twin City or as
my jrtoc SAI likes to say the City of the Twin. This town is pretty historical if I do say so myself it
has over one hundred and thirty historical buildings and monuments some dating from the 1830s.
While Twin City is an older town it has a lot of newer activities for families to do such as visit the
national park, George L. Smith. The

Scarlet Fever Monologue
The past few days have been especially hard for me and my town, Willoughby, Pennsylvania.
Scarlet Fever has swep through the town, over twenty people are sick. It started with just one case, a
little boy of the age of six. I was rushed over to the little child but there was nothing I could do for
him, the only thing I could good was give him some whiskey to help with his pain.
A whole family is now sick with Scarlet Fever. My wife Anna has been trying to convince me to
stay away from the sick before I get our little Elizabeth gets sick again. Our little three year old had
gotten sick a few weeks back and is still recovering from her fever. I have been trying to help the
sick as much as I can but there is almost nothing I can do. Anna and my mother have been staying
home with Elizabeth and Mary, taking care of the house while I am out. My mother was taking care
of Elizabeth when she contracted Scarlet Fever. My mother knows that there is nothing for us to do.
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Anna had some concerns about the long trip, I agreed the trip is going to be long, almost all the way
across the United States, but this would be good for us. We will have to leave behind my mother but
she has my brother and sisters to look after her. After discussing it with Anna I decided that we will
make the trip. The first thing I needed to get was a wagon. I took a trip down to my brothers farm to
buy one from him. The only thing he had was his old farm wagon. I also bought a pair of oxen from
him to pull the wagon. When I got the wagon back to the house we needed to start packing. The first
thing we packed was three pairs of clothing all three of us. I packed my leftover medicine and some
whisky, my wife packed her pots and pans, and some tin eatware. We brought a small dutch oven
and some food. I packed the bacon I had for the trip to

Tom Brennan Character Analysis
The pain and grief of traumatic road accidents can complicate and severely damage many
relationships, especially those in small, close knit communities. The line becomes blurred between
perpetrators and victims, as beliefs become doubted, and sympathy arises for those who sadly lost
their lives, and those who "move on from a moment that threatens to define them forever"
('Shattered', 2011). Viewers respond to compassion and remorse shown in the stories, typical views
of perpetrators and victims become challenged, demonstrating the enormous influence of a person's
attitude on other's perspective and opinion of them. The Story of Tom Brennan is an award winning
Australian novel written by Jane Burke, published by Random House during 2005. ... Show more
Despite the sufferance of victims, they often aren't entirely blameless, as their poor decisions and
irresponsibility is ultimately associated with their upsetting and newfound situation. Therefore
victims like Fin O'Neil in The Story of Tom Brennan, who ultimately chose to travel in a car with
drunken, inexperienced, and impulsive driver, it becomes questionable whether he is also culpable
for his injuries. Despite Fin's sobriety and awareness prior to the accident, this does not implicate
him, however it becomes debatable whether the outcomes would be alike; with Fin's extensive
injuries and crash itself, if the decisions made on Fin's behalf were different. Similarly in the story
of 'In My Little Town', Leigh Charter Jnr also decides to travel with a drunk driver, regardless of the
risks. Although his alertness was also compromised by alcohol, he holds some level of responsibility
in his death. However, in 'Shattered', there are no obvious victims who made poor decisions, due to
the situations isolation. Although, it is disputable whether the perpetrator; Peter Hodgkins' friends
who witnessed the accident could have altered the outcome. Though, it was voiced to Peter; "don't
throw a rock at a car, that's stupid," ('Shattered', 2011) this partly ousts some responsibility,
especially due to their intoxication, which is similar to the other stories. However, responsibility is
never fully removed from others, as it only takes one person, one conversation, and any one action
during the lead to alter the outcome of July 21st 2007, in Kiama, New South

Descriptive Essay About My Hometown
My hometown. A small, southern speck on a map with population: not enough. If you came to my
hometown you may say: You people sound different, I'm just not use to the way you speak. Yet, if I
came to your hometown I may say: Y'all sound funny, I ain't use to all this. Yes, I grew up talking a
little bit, or should I say tad bit different than most but hey, I am the one giving the speech here. So,
you are going to have to listen to my country accent talk for a while. Even though, I do not feel less
educated in any way. So my small town in Alabama is just any small town. There is not much to it
really, not enough to talk about for a good 10 minutes but if I don't talk about it for 10 minutes I
don't pass my class so, who is ready to hear me ramble for a while? I know I am. In my small town
the most classiest restaurant is a McDonald's and the store that keeps up with the latest fashion is
Walmart. Now you may have an idea of what kind of environment I grew up in. To be honest, my
hometown has only a few stoplights, we have a lot of dirt roads, and a lot of wildlife. You can't go
anywhere without seeing a tree. Just to let you have a mindset of what the town I grew up in is like,
I have a little story to tell you. One day, I guess some people that I do not know who live in my
town decided that they were going to rob the only bank we actually have in town. So, they actually
stole money from the bank and got away on bicycles. Yep, bicycles. No, this was no high speed
chase you see in the movies but these guys got away on their bikes they had at home. So maybe you
can see just how small my small town is but I honestly love it. It has taught me to keep a simple eye,
it has taught me to appreciate the little things. I will never take for granted the stars that shine at
night and how beautiful they are. I will never take for granted the song a bird sings early in the
morning to wake you up. I will never take for granted the love that I get from a close family, from a
family that has to be close because they pretty much make up the hometown I live in. If we ever
decided to move, I think there might be no one left in the town. Still, really there are so many things
that I learned from where I grew up. When I do get

What Does Ingram Mean To Me Essay
Everyone's experiences are different and everyone has their own life story. The characteristic that
makes a person different from someone else is how a person chooses to let it shape them as an
individual. This little town called Ingram which I have been so grateful to call home for the past
eighteen years has made the biggest impact on me and my life. Not many people even know what
Ingram is and you end up going through all the towns till you get to San Antonio trying to explain
what it's next to when someone ask you. Ingram is a small town just about an hour from San
Antonio and I've got the chance to live here my whole life. If you don't know Ingram that's a shame
because Ingram is going to Whataburger with all your friends after a Friday night football game.
Ingram is loving each as your own and growing up never having an empty house because your
friends are family too. Ingram is playing hide and seek across town because what else is there to do
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We say we can't wait to get out of here and leave this small nose budding town but years from now
these are the times we're going to look back on and the way it has shaped me into who I am today
has made the biggest impact on my life. Growing up never having an empty house, always knowing
someone has got your back, and the support everyone shows is not something you get to experience
in other places like big cities. The town may of not had much to do but that's when it taught us that
everyone needs to learn to live a little and quit hiding behind screens all day. Now as I start to come
to the end of my high school education I am ready to go explore the real world and use everything
this town has taught me to try and make it a better place. My life experiences and story have
prepared me for the bigger and better things in life and as I prepare to move on I can't wait to see
where they take

Follow Your Arrow Study Guide
Every small town kid has big dreams, but only some accomplish them. 1. It takes determination,
organization, and support for a person to see something through to the end. 2. I am that person;
those are my qualities. 3. I believe in persevering until my dreams become reality. 4. Always be
oneself no matter how difficult the journey may become. My most significant quality I have is
determination, this is well portrayed in the song "Follow your arrow". The lyrics that I absolutely
relate too are "Follow your arrow wherever it goes", because people have to follow their dreams. 1.
Many times living in a microscopic town, people will know all of someone's business and try to tell
that person how far they will or will not make it. 2. Some will say that a person will never make it
out of the town and that they will be cemented here forever. 3. This is not true, people should follow
their dreams and set goals, with enough determination and effort anything is possible. 4. By
following the arrow life has given, always remember to take risks and take advantage of every
opportunity that may come a person's way. 5. Then one day, make sure to prove every one of those
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1. So, "how could we not talk about family when families all we got". 2. When someone is having a
lousy day or just need some encouragement or reassurance family will always be there. 3. My
family has helped me in so many ways and I definitely would not be the person I am today without
them. 4. My parents have always taught me that nothing should come before family. 5. Other
parents should teach their children this too, because some kids nowadays think that they can do
what they want and that spending time with family isn't that important. They also enforced upon me
that no friend or anyone else will ever compare to the love that they have for me, especially fake
friends, that I always try to stay away

Essay on An Experience in My Lfe
An Experience in My Life December 31, 2004, while everyone else was celebrating New Year's, my
family and I were moving from one city to another. It was hard for me to move another city because
I was leaving behind the town where I was born and all my friends. This was one of the biggest
impacts that I have experience in my life. Moving from one town to another was like moving to
another world where I did not know anyone. But the hardest part of moving for me was moving to
another school where I did not know anyone and I did not know what to expect. Moving from a
place I grew up and lived my whole life was really difficult to adapt to the new place. The sun
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The first class ended and I had to go to the next classes I didn't know where they were so I asked my
way around all day. During lunch time I didn't know where to go so I sat by myself thinking what
my friends in my old school where doing. Finally at 2:30 School ended and the first day in a new
school ended. I got home and there was nothing to do, I was used to getting home and play soccer
with my neighbors but I didn't know anyone no more. I wish it was all just a dream and that I would
wake up back to my old friends and home. The reality was that it was never going to happen. The
days passed and I stared to get to know people in school. I joined the school soccer team and that's
where I made my friends. After I made new friends they started inviting me to places and showing
me around the town. Can you show specific examples of how things changed for you? They
introduced me to their friends and I felt more comfortable in the new town. I met new people and I
stated to feel like at home. As the time past the feeling of not being at home started to fade away. I
started to get familiar with all the stores,streets, and restaurants. I started to give the town a chance
and the result were positive. The getting familiar with the town was not the only difficulty for me.
What took me more time to get used to was the weather. The new town had warmer weather than
my hometown. I was used to cold weather and for me the

Why I Should Be Safe From The Giant Mice
At last the walking was over. The Sfrums and I stopped like a backwards wave, where they start
with there hands up then put there hands down when it comes to them. A day and a half of walking
from behind the wall to the rug was finally over. And at that stop, I saw a whole new beginning.
"Connor, welcome to your new home!" My mom said cheerfully, "You should be safe from the giant
mice"
I had a bad feeling about this dark new town of ours, this new town we named Rug had darkness to
it. Maybe this change wouldn't be good after all. Or, it could be a great place to live.
The town was very peaceful with little pre built houses and a town hall. Every building was made
out of little pieces of wood that matched the dark polished brown wood ... Show more content on
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A criminal started stealing family 's possessions from their new homes and keeping it for him or
herself. The adult Sfrums all came together in the town hall shack about this issue but they couldn 't
agree. Some were for a police force and others said our town was too small. Others said to have
only a few guys and be like a town watch.
It was a boring few hours while I was sitting at the steps with the other children in the town. We all
get along well but haven't talked to them since the move. Things have been tiring and this is only
our first day here. Finally the arguing was over and the new wooden doors creaked open with
parents and adults spilling out. Some frustrated, others satisfied.
"Lets go Connor" My dad said in a bitter tone. "We're out of here."
We left the town hall and went back to our little house. Each adult finding their child and walking
back to their little home, which was on the same street as everyone else 's shack. My Parents and I
were both walking in the same place, but Mom and Dad were keeping their distance.
"Why are you to angry?" I asked. Really confused about what was going on between the two as we
walked along the walkway to the houses. "Is it about what happened in the town hall?"
My dad looked at my mom first then to me. Suddenly, he started to shout, "I could care less about
what everyone else thought in there. What I'm angry about is how you mother didn't take my side!"

"We should have a Police force Daryl!" Now my

De Witt Bisbee: A Small Town
Bisbee is a small town 92 miles SE from Tucson Az. This little town is known for a couple of names
a mining town and a ghost town. It was given its name in honor of the honorable judge who went by
the name De Witt Bisbee. I have many stories I can talk about my little town but if I did I could just
create an entire story book for you, but one of the stories I like the most is one of the memorable
ones when I was younger. Me and my cousins would wander the streets of Bisbee's ditches
collecting crawdads also known as crayfish and tadpoles just for the fun of it. We would put them in
a tank to watch them grow, but neither me nor my cousins knew much about caring for these
animals. We knew more how to care for dogs or cats. So eventually they

Cash In The Trash Bin
Cash in The Trash Bin
My ecology action project will be on recycling water bottles and soda cans and cash them in for
money to give to my school and church. My mom and step–dad will be driving me around town to
pick up cans and water bottles. Numerous stores will also be asked if we will be able to put
recycling bins in their stores. All of the bottles and cans will be put together and cashed in every one
to two weeks depending on the amount. By doing this action the environment will be a little less
messy and money will be given back to our community. This project will be done a little every day.
This ecology project was chosen because of doing this it is going to help my community and doing a
little every day. Also, by doing this, we will learn actually how much trash is in our community. My
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My mom is putting a recycling bin in her office. There will also be a recycling bin in my church.
Also, around some stores, if they allow me to. Some of my classmates will be asked to contribute to
my project.
This project will be done a little every day. It will be done at school also during class and lunch. It
will be done every Wednesday night and Sunday morning through the afternoon and every Saturday.
It will be done it at home with my family members who drink water bottles and soda. This project
will be done as much as possible.
The following project that will be done is done by myself. My mom will be helping me a little by
taking pictures, driving me around, and putting a recycling bin in her office. My step–dad is also
going to be helping me with driving me around and taking me to the recycling center to turn in my
items. My family and friends are providing me with bottles and cans that they drink. Also, my
school will be helping me very little with bottles and cans around the campus. Very excited to get
this project

Movie Analysis : ' Snow Day '
Imagine growing up in a small, backwards town in North Carolina with a population smaller than
that of your average university campus and only one movie theater. Now imagine that with a lot
more horse pastures. You've just imagined pretty much my entire childhood in Indian Trail, North
Carolina, congratulations. That may sound like a fairly negative description, but I assure you I loved
every minute of it. I loved our single ice cream store, Bruster's, and the free chocolate kiddie–cones
the employees would give you to make you shut up if you hung around too long begging for food. I
loved the park, and all the Saturdays I spent wandering around on empty baseball diamonds and
digging up tiny wild onions in the nearby woods while my brother ... Show more content on
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It wasn't exactly the home coming I'd always imagined. Our air conditioning had died a couple
hundred miles back so I was slick with sweat, more than a little queasy from car sickness and at
some point both of my legs had fallen asleep. As I was fighting the uphill battle against the pins and
needles in my feet, our car puttered past a dingy green sign proclaiming "Welcome to Indian Trail!
Population 35,000." To be completely honest with you, If I hadn't seen the signs, I doubt I would
have recognized the town at all. At first glance, my home town had turned into a perfect model of
suburbia and I couldn't have been more horrified. Somehow in the nine years I'd been gone, my tiny
town had grown from about 5,000 people to seven times that! Now there were sprawling
neighborhoods with elaborate names like "Green Briar", coffee shops and strip malls crammed into
every street corner, and not one, but several movie theaters. Where was the park? Where were all of
those horse pastures and rickety barns? It was like a nightmare come to life. As I sat in the back seat
of the car with my forehead pressed against the cool window and my breath fogging up the glass, I
watched the unfamiliar landscape crawl by. It felt like an immense betrayal and I understood exactly
why I had avoided coming here for so many years; This was the reality I had been trying to avoid.
That perfect little

Our Town Critique
Jessica Eastep Drama 1310 Art Theater Critique
Our Town
This movie is a period piece, at the beginning of the 1900's. This is five years before the first
automobile comes into play in this town. In this town everyone knows everyone and everyone has
basically the same routine. Same paper route, same train route. There are many churches in this
town, a mill, a little main street with post office and city hall. Just a basic small town, similar to
mine (Crandall). Mrs. Gibbs garden and Mrs. Webb's garden are similar.
This is the first play I have seen conducted in this sort of way. The narrator carries you through this
story. He does more of the telling of the town, and uses the characters to show you the town. In the
beginning the story revolves around the Gibbs and Webb families. At first glance you see into the
everyday lives of these people, and how they conduct their daily routine as mentioned before. It's
not until the narrator starts bringing in different people from the town that you realize the somewhat
testimonies from the characters are breaking the fourth wall, and interacting with the audience in the
theater. The big clue that gives this ... Show more content on Helpwriting.net ...
There are different people in this story that are similar in ways and different in many others. The
relationships between the different characters like George and Emily and both of their parents are
very interesting, all of these relationships and the ways of the town show the biggest reason for the
play (in my eyes). The whole point is to show how special the town is, how special the people in the
town are. The simple things in life, when life was much easier. The little quirks in the town make it
a whole, like the paper boy, the churches, the little store in town, the way the hardware store owner
drives crazy. How the entire town is like a family. All of these things make the town simply
wonderful. That is what the narrator is trying to portray to us as an

Music And Music : Carol Of The Bells
This concert was a series of performances by the Limestone College and Community Chorus, as
well as a couple of performances by the Limestone College Vocal Ensemble. This is a review of the
first half of the concert, which featured performances from the Limestone College and Community
Chorus.
Carol of the Bells (Ukrainian Carol) by Mykolo Leontovich (1877–1921) Carol of the Bells is a
Christmas carol with a unique history. The beginning of what would eventually be popularized as a
Christmas carol begin as a Ukrainian traditional folk chant. This famous Ukrainian chant was
arranged and set to music in 1914 by Ukrainian composer Mykolo Leontovich. This piece, with its
catchy 4 note motive which is developed over the course of the song, ... Show more content on
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This leads me to believe that almost all of the issues that arose during the concert were caused
simply by the positioning of the performers in the auditorium.
The Shepherd's Carol by William Billings (1746–1800)
William Billings was an American choral composer, and he is considered to be the first choral
composer in American history. He primarily wrote 4–part a capella choir pieces. The Shepard's
Carol is a famous piece of his that is a staple of Christmas choir music to this day. The difference in
the sound of the choir between the back of the auditorium and on stage is night and day. The stage
made their balance so much better, with the bass and tenor voices resonating better through the
audience. I also noticed how much stronger the intonation of the choir was when they were closer to
the piano accompaniment. The different voices in the choir also have strong blend individually.
Rather than it sounding like I am listening to 11 sopranos as indicated on the program, it sounds like
I am listening to just a few because of how well those 11 singers blended together. You can tell there
is a lot of emphasis on the performance being a group effort rather than a bunch of individual
efforts.
Carols Around (and around) arranged by Carl J. Nygard, Jr. (b. 1947) Carl J. Nygard is an American
composer from Pennsylvania. He has degrees in Music Education and

Mr. Butt
Stephen Butler Leacock (1869–1944) is a Canadian author. He will long be remembered for his
best–selling book Sunshine Sketches of a Little Town (1912) as well as the numerous awards and
honours he received during his illustrious lifetime as author, professor, lecturer and humourist.
Leacock published Literary Lapses in 1910, with the financial assistance of his brother George. It is
a best–of compilation of his previously published writings. It sold out quickly and propelled
Leacock into being known as one of the most popular authors in the English–speaking world. In
1911, Leacock 's collection of parodies, Nonsense Novels successfully followed. 1912 saw the
release of Leacock 's satirical masterpiece, Sunshine Sketches of a Little Town. ... Show more
We read: "Whatever people appear to desire it or not" and we no longer suppose him to be
thoughtful enough to be somebody's shoulder on time, but not just all the time.
As we all are used to find bad things in a person as soon as we said he is not very perfect at all, I
will not reject such a unconscious "approach" to interpreting any man's personality. So, seeking for
some intolerant and pushy stuff to collect we can easily find the examples. He seemed to be very
boastful about what he did, and even about what he was going to do, I guess: "My dear fellow," said
Mr. Butt, "I only wish I could. I wish I had the time. I am sure it would cheer you up immensely if I
could. But I 'm just going out." And unfortunately, to hear him speak, you'd think he is boastful
about the things he shouldn't be so boastful. "I can easily find it" he said about the way he is going
to find a house of his friends, as he used to tell us. And to our great surprise we read further: "I 've a
very simple system for finding a house at night by merely knocking at the doors in the
neighborhood till I get it." And it almost scares us, as we all know that it is very intolerant to do so.
So Mr. Butt started his pleasant full of benevolence trip. It is nonsense to us, how spineless were all
those people he disturbed! He said:"I had to knock at twenty houses at least to get it" and we are
laughing through the tears at him.
Analyzing the night at the

Personal Narrative: Millinocket, Maine
There are many stories I could tell or different topics I could talk about that are important to me.
Some funny, some sad, and some I can not put an emotion with because they are a combination of
many. Millinocket, Maine, for those who do not know, is a small town that was the result of the
Great Northern Paper Mill which started over a hundred years ago. The Paper Mill that created the
town no longer exists, but Millinocket is trying to bring as much business as possible to replace
what was lost. Although the town is struggling, it is a great place to be and contributing to its future
was a big part of my life while I was there. I grew up in a small town, but it was not where I have
lived my whole life. I was born on Mount Desert Island in ... Show more content on Helpwriting.net
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Most that I attended were those that were open to the public. I started to see from a political what
was happening. I could also take my views as a student and have my input in the meetings as well. I
loved being able to give my opinion in the meetings. Knowing it may make a difference to a place
that I love is satisfying and just makes a high school student feel great. Getting involved is probably
the best thing I had done in my town. I had the chance to meet new people, talk about plans for what
could be done to bring business to the town, and contribute to the

Creative Writing On Ghost Town
It was a hot afternoon at a town where no GPs, or Map could identify or locate my friends and I
went to go visit this town out of curiosity a lot of the kids in our school always talked about kids
missing and why no one can find them because of the place that they call Ghost Town. When we
stepped on the fertile soil, we saw abandoned old houses as If we were in the 1911. We immediately
got a sense, we were not alone "I don't know about this place guys lets get out of here" Citaly said,
"come on it's not that scary and you promised you would not be scared"Jaylee replied while Citaly
and Jaylee were arguing I had picked up a newspaper that was lying on the floor "hey guys look at
this I yelled out" I said . It said that a war was going to ... Show more content on Helpwriting.net ...
There were wagons out, and rows of houses that had mold and rusty old metal and from the looks of
it one could tell that the town was in a hurry to leave the little old ghost town."yup, this town did not
want to stand in the middle of the war" Jaylee had added when we all saw their belonging left
behind we knew that Citaly was right, what if some of these people didn't make it alive. Than i got
this weird feeling that someone was following me but i ignored i thought it was just in my head it
than i turned around again because i had the weird feeling again i knew it wasn't in my head than i
saw a Citaly and i saw that there were shadows following us it was a black shadow but it vanished
quick as a fly before i could observe it "guys did you see that" i said, "i saw it did you see it Jaylee"
Citaly said ," guys stop and Alex stop scaring her we still have so much more to see dont mess thi–
huh did one of you say something","No why what did you hear" i said, than jaylee turned around
and saw the shadows that Citaly and I saw the shadow made all three of us so terrified the hairs on
are neck sticked out and goosebumps running down are spine we knew that the shadows were
certainly not are shadows that's when we knew we had to flee the spooky Ghost

Little Pig Monologue
Today I have learned that I have been convicted for a heinous crime of killing that poor little pig
who lived in the straw house. That is why I'm sitting in a cold jail cell but I didn't do it! I'll tell you
what actually happened that night. I admit I did blow down the house but I could not stop myself I
was furious. The pig who lived in that house had taken the last few pieces of lettuce in town and
being a wolf you get hungry all the time. For my evening snack I decided to go to the local store to
grab some lettuce because I'm a vegetarian. When the store clerk told me the little pig had taken all
of the lettuce I couldn't contain myself. I marched right to his straw house and huffed and puffed I
was so hungry and was going to get that lettuce. I finally blew the house down the little pig was so
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I really hope someone finds the real truth so we can catch this no good crook. I know that someone
will see past that fake smile to solve this no good crime I must count on it! I really hope they do or
else I'll be stuck her forever which won't be good. Just about then I rememebered the bird and bol
saw it all they will get me out of this! As they came down to the station they told the whole truth
which set me free. Now as I am a free wolf because of them I thank them everyday for helping me
get out of that tremendous pickle because now I can roam down the streets with however much
lettuce I want, thank goodness! Now if you dont mind im going to the pigs house for some lunch
what nice folks they are. That is all for now

Adela Strangeworth In The Possibility Of Evil By Shirley...
Normally, when people see an old lady she is nice, caring, wise and sweet. However, the townsfolk
don't know all those layers of personality she hides behind those gentle eyes: She is proud,
controlling and secretive. Adela Strangeworth is the protagonist of "The Possibility of Evil" by
Shirley Jackson. But she is not a stereotypical grandma; she conceals a secret identity of an
anonymous bully, who sends letters to families she think she is "helping" by protecting her little
town from evil.
Miss Strangeworth is very proud of herself and her family. She believes that her grandpa should
have a statue in the middle of the town to honour him and she insists on being called Miss
Strangeworth instead of Adela. She's extremely proud the her little house on Pleasant Street and her
rose garden. "This house, right here, my family has lived here for better than a hundred years, my
grandmother planted those roses', and my mother, just as I do" (Jackson,1941, p.163). Her rose
garden is her pride and jewel. She believes her roses' are so sacred, she will not give any to the
church for ceremonies. Thats just shows how proud she is. ... Show more content on Helpwriting.net
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"Miss Strangeworth's little town looked washed and bright"(Jackson,1941, p.163). She views herself
as a guardian, watching over the town, warning off all evil (hence the name "The Possibility of
Evil"). She interferes in ....other people's affairs and writes nasty letters addressing her concerns to
the families whom she thinks are doing harm to the town. But she does not realize by writing those
letters, she's doing more harm

The Importance Of Living In Chagrin Falls, Ohio
Chagrin Falls, Ohio is often referred to as a "bubble town" which accurately embodies its nickname.
Having lived in Chagrin my entire life, I reluctantly agree with the Urban Dictionary definitions of
"usually a small town where very few events of interest occur or a sheltered and naive place to live,
where youth can't understand the cruelty of the real world because they're too sheltered by their
protective bubble." Reading our weekly town police blotter sheds light that a cat getting locked in a
closet is big news and that this little town in Cuyahoga County is a bit isolated and ignorant to the
outside world. This little town is all about the "Friday Night Lights" where our high school football
team is the center focus having made multiple visits to the state championship. These facts transpire
as the reason I try to defy this reputation. Despite the influence that one's surroundings can hold
over their life, I believe that this remains easy only with complacency. I have been one of two in my
high school that have participated in nationwide golf tournaments. Incidentally, the second guy
became involved by my lead. In addition, I have also been involved with the local Chagrin Falls
Park Community Center to ignore the bubble that quarantines many people's expectations of
themselves. ... Show more content on Helpwriting.net ...
As a result, I became very interested in participating in golf tournaments across the country. This
exposure gave me the opportunity to meet other junior golfers from all over the world. During my
tournament golf experience, I was introduced to the AJGA Birdies for Charity fundraiser. I realized
that this was an avenue for me to make a difference on a different scale than anyone else in my

Summary Of Conspiracy 360
Conspiracy 360 setting is a place is a little town called Big River. The character of the story is a boy
named Callum Ormond. He is fast and he is going need to run because he is a hunted fugitive. Even
though he is hurt and people are also coming after him, he is on the run. The conflict is that Callum
crashed a plane and he is trying to get to a little town called Big River near the plane crash when he
is hurt. In the story Callum gets his great uncle's plane that he has been working on. Then he gets on
the plane and he flies to a place near Big river where he crashed landed. He needs to get to the little
town before the guys that want him get him because he is a hunted fugitive. He gets to the town and
tells his friend what happened.

Frenchville: A Short Story
As a little girl in a rocking chair looking up at her Pepere seeing him close his eyes shut, then
opening them. Which always made me wonder "Why is he doing that?" he would do it when he
would look at us or the looking out beyond the window of life. Out this window it overlooked this
small town known as Frenchville which you will see the potato fields, railroad tracks that connect to
Canada, Jim's Variety Corner Store by the entrance to this small town with only one traffic light
which is a yellow blinking light. This town is so small enough that everyone knows each other and
everyone looks out for one another it is a very tight knit community. Looking out this window while
rocking away Pepere would tell me about what was going

Analysis of 7 O'Clock News/Silent Night by Simon and...
Analysis of 7 O'Clock News/Silent Night by Simon and Garfunkel
In expressive arts we are studing the topics the 60's. We listened to the song "7 O'clock News/Silent
Night" Simon and Garfunkel.
In 1956, Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel were juniors at Forest Hills High School in New York City.
They began playing together as a group called Tom and Jerry, with Simon as Jerry Landis and
Garfunkel as Tom Graph, so called because he always liked to track hits on the pop charts. As
seniors in 1957, they then started writing their own songs in the Everly Brothers' rock and roll style.
The famous duo wrote and composed many number 1's and were one of the most popular groups on
the 1960's. They worked together ... Show more content on Helpwriting.net ...
evil theme. Throughout the song the newsreader gets louder. This may symbolise to the audience
that the evil, tragic and negative things are taking over and overcoming the world and goodness.
Also because the violence and murder is taking it reminds us that we cannot overlook and forget
about these things that are happening.
He mentions the fight in the House of Representatives that broke out, in relation with the civil rights
bill. He also about the equality between black and white people in the 1960's. At this point this is
being read the words "all is calm, all is bright" this completely contrast from the subject about
racism but the song is representing a sense of tranquillity as if everything is okay when it is not.
The newsreader talks about may famous and well known subjects that happened in the 1960's. One
of the most tragic and gruesome topics is about the murders of the 9 nurses; he reads "The notorious
Richard Speck was accused of murdering 9 student nurses, gruesomely stabbing and strangling them
one by one." The words from silent night are "Silent night, Holy night All is calm all is bright", this
is another contrast from the moods portrayed from the song and the news, and the newsreader is
talking about the murders and grief that occurred at this time. This shows the audience another
contrast as the night of the killing

Benefits Of Small Town Living
Growing up in a very little town in Illinois was a lot different than growing up in Houston, Texas.
When I was in the fourth grade I found many things to have changed about my surroundings, I
currently lived in a place where, the people thought and acted differently. I know now reading about
it and understanding more that some of those changes were for the good and some were not. Small
town living has its advantages such as, very close friendships, close approximately to may things,
and friendly people. Looking back, I also realized that there were a lot of disadvantages such as lack
of transportation, affects of a poor education, no opportunities for growth, crime, no diversity, and
low paying jobs and housing. Now that I am older, and aware of the affects of living in a small
town, I can see how these many things affected my life and will continue affect it in the future. I
grew up, the majority of my live, in a town in central Illinois, Kincaid, or better known as South
Fork because of the co–op with the schools around us in sports. This town is approximately 20 miles
southeast of Springfield, and is only seven miles west from the nearest town, with many
opportunities that my town did not offer (City–data).
With a total population of 1,495, including the town of Tovey about a mile away, as of July 1, 2015
Kincaid is ranked as number 587 of 1,367 as being a small town in Illinois (Kincaid, IL). Kincaid is
only about 0.62 square miles in land areas, and is located in

##ie Belle, Scootaloo And The Crusader : A Short Story :...
Sweetie Belle, Scootaloo, and Apple Bloom were standing on the arch bridge just outside Ponyville.
The three had their eyes cast upon the clear water of the gentle creek. The three Cutie Mark
Crusaders had arrived at an impasse. They were no closer to earning their cutie marks and worst of
all they had no new ideas on what they could even try. Scootaloo let out a long exasperated sigh.
"Huuuuuuuh! Well anyone have an idea?" She asked her fellow crusaders. Apple Bloom perked up
for a minute and raised her right hoof in the air. A hopeful and excited look flared up on her face.
Opening her mouth she promptly replied, "I got nothing..." She dropped back to lean on the bridge.
"This stinks!" Sweetie Belle groused. "At this rate we'll be old gray mares till we find out what our
special talents are." "I reckon you're right Sweetie Belle. But what in tarnation can we do?" The
young Apple Bloom wondered. "Our last plan didn't turn out so well." Scootaloo sighed again.
"Don't remind me. Cutie Mark Crusader "Pet Detectives" was a nightmare." "Tell me about it. What
pony in their right mind keeps a skunk as a pet and then loses it?" Sweetie Belle inquired
rhetorically. "Guess we'd just better keep brainstormin'," Apple Bloom announced. "Yeah,"
Scootaloo mumbled back. "I wonder if it was this hard for Princess Luna and Celestia to get their
cutie marks." Just then Twilight Sparkle trotted along humming a happy tune. As she approached the
lovely arched bridge, she noticed the three little

What Does It Mean To Be Free
We can all recall that time between graduating high school and beginning our freshman year of
college. For many people, myself included, going to college meant a chance to finally escape that
small town that we called home. The summer began to come to a close, and we could hardly contain
our excitement to finally start our new adventure. College began, classes and homework took over
our lives, and we made new friends and experienced many memories with them. Unfortunately, all
good things must come to an end, right? While most of my newfound classmates opted to go back to
their home towns for the summer, I've decided to stay in my cozy college town, much to my parents
disdain. It is wonderful, yet bittersweet to not have to go back to that boring ... Show more content
I am free. I am free to make my own decisions. I am free to spend the money that I have earned on
whatever I felt like, even though most of it goes towards paying for rent and food. College tends to
create a false sense of "being free". It may be true that we are free to do whatever we want,
however, the anxiety and stress caused by attempting to balance homework, practicing, a social life,
a healthy diet, a halfway decent sleep schedule, and thousands of other factors often would lead to
our decisions practically already being made for us. With meals and a bed provided for us, it can be
difficult to actually feel like you are on your own. By choosing to live in my college town over the
summer, I made the choice that I will have to provide for myself. I have to stay healthy by buying
actual food and drinks, not just going to the drive thru at McDonalds every time I'm hungry. I have
to make sure I pay electric bills, wifi bills, and water bills, to establish that I have a comfortable
living space. At first, I didn't know if I could actually be fiscally responsible enough to save my
money and actually make my monthly payments on rent and utilities on time, but that was the best

Personal Narrative: Red Maelstrom
Red Maelstrom
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto manga/anime and One Piece. manga/anime
Ch.5 Kurama
? Point of View
Who am I?... What am I?... What's my name?... Do I even have a name? These are the questions that
I ask myself since waking up from unconsciousness and they still plague my mind.
My appearance from the slight glimpse from drinking water from the river is red fur covering my
body, red fluffy ears and tail, red eye with slitted pupils and black pigmentation around my eyes
reaching my fluffy ears. Yet it felt wrong, but at the same time it felt right.
Months soon pass by, in it's wake no memory came back. During those months a routine was
established: wake up, start scavenging for food source be it fruits, berries, insects or fish, ... Show
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I spend hours exploring the town until finally deciding to get something to eat, but apparently the
human with fish didn't take to kindly of me getting some fish. The human chase me throwing sharp
pointy things at me. Days went by some I spend hunting in the forest and others in the town
grabbing anything edible and got chase. During the time spent in town I learn more about myself,
apparently I'm an animal called fox. Even though I got the answers to my questions since waking up
with amnesia it didn't feel they were correct.
Days later when I went into town it was deserted like a ghost town. An hour went by as I arrived at
the port where a pirate ship was docked. Not wanting to deal with pirates I decided to leave to the
forest. Yet as I near the edge of town there was a little girl holding a bag running from pirates, but
then tripped on a rock.
Seeing her fall down and the pirates coming closer something compell me to something to help her.
Suddenly I felt something dwelling inside me come out. No sooner the pirates came and for some
reason passed the little girl. Nearing the girl I took in her appearance orange hair, brown eyes.
"Where you the one that save?" the girl ask

Milton Hershey Biography
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Biography
Who was Milton Hershey? The book I chose for my book report was, Who was Milton Hershey?
The author of this book is James Buckley Jr. There were a few little illustrations in this book and
those were by Ted Hammond. This book is part of a series, so there are many gripping books like
this one in this series! These books tell about different people and a little bit about who they were or
what they did. The book I chose was about Milton Hershey; and as most of you know, he created the
delightful, mouthwatering candy we all love, the Hershey's milk chocolate bar. Hershey
Pennsylvania is the main setting in this book. This is a town created by Milton Hershey himself! He
created this town because when he figured out how

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