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Tho Who fight: Chapter I: Day I: A Clear LeadWhat is it like to have parents?
I'd imagine it would be one of the most beautiful feelings in the world.To feel secure when they tuck you in to bed at night.The warmth to be embraced and know that you had people in your life that believed in you. What I wouldn't give to just have a moment where time could stop and I could see a vision of what my parents really looked like. Where I could reach out and they would take me to some place where there wasn't any pain...
The children's faces held pure joy as they raced across the lush grass of Auburn Park. In our small town of only 5,000 Lakeside wasn't a bad place to live in. I sat in a lonesome spot next to the swings of a humble section of playground. I've always wondered where I've come from, why had my parents left me in this place and never gave a second thought to coming back to get me some day? There were always so many unanswered questions as to the fact of why I was abandoned. I could never get any answers from my social workers,
THPC - Cruor: Chapter I: Friendly Fire~
"Protego Maxima!" Beads of sweat rolled down my face as I struggled to keep the shield up.
"Sage just hold on a little longer!" Dalkand yelled over the the static of the dark wizards constant stream of Avarda Kadavra.
"I...I can't!" I screamed with tears in my eyes. My arms felt like rubber, they shook terribly under the sheer strength of the Cruor member's spell.
Dalke Continue to sift around for the charm that would lead us back to the proper time, he wasn't having much luck. We were trapped atop the highest tower above what would have been Dumbledore's dwelling in the past. Surrounding us were 6 members of the order of Cruor that continuously casted beams of Avarda Kadavra, everywhere I glanced I could only see flashed of green light that threatened to break through my barrier if I let up for even the slightest moment.
"Dalke please!..." I struggled to breathe.
Suddenly an arm was wrapped around my waist as my legs gave out, the barrier started to fade. Dalke support me against hi
BTCOI - Chapter 1 - Starting Over~
Somewhere in the dark abyss of my mind, I heard a blood curdling scream. When it faded the familiar echo of metal scraping against asphalt replaced it, and caused sparks to light up the vision. The orange light was only dim enough to show the blood that was streaked across the intersection. A bunch of cars lay in disarray, mangled beyond recognition. I stood, unable to comprehend the situation, so I only watched, helpless to do anything.
A pair of flashing lights replaced the orange glow that soon faded and even though the audacity of the sirens grew, nothing got louder than the choking silence that only fear could explain. The familiar face of my mother was reflected in the moonlight; If anyone could have seen me, they wouldn't have been able to tell if I were crying or not. It'd mixed into the rain without a trace, just like the blood from the tons of bodies that were now being zipped into bags. The paramedics, police, and firemen were like a blur, the kind you see in huge cities i
Midterm Essay Rough DraftMidterm Essay
Main Idea - Prisoners Dilemma - Choosing out of four options if you and a partner were caught robbing a bank.
-Would you Confess?
-Would you stay silent?
Chose - Getting 5 years and possible partner getting 5 years if they stayed silent.
Introductory Paragraph -
Prisoners Dilemma puts your mind, and emotions to the test.With this thought problem. I was asked how I would react in a situation according to the possible outcomes. I chose to confess out of the other choices, and in turn serve 5 years along with my partner in jail.
First Paragraph - What were the options and the outcomes?
There were different outcomes based on the choices that I could have made including my partner. If I'd chosen to confess, one thing might have happened. If I confessed and my partner stayed silent, we could have both got 5 years in jail. Alternatively, staying silent held the possibility of giving my partner the chance to go free and leave me with 10 years in jail. Now for my partner, i
HomesickI am the river's son,
my arteries flowing turquoise
and turning to rapids
rushing around my frame,
filling me with this sense
of buoyancy, minnows
tickling my sternum.
I am the river's son.
My palms caress each
silty shoreline, every
battered bank and bend,
and these places I know
so well become me
as my fingerprint,
even the bridge above me
inflamed by the afternoon
sun-glow, burning rusty and
the steel blue sky.
I am the river's son;
I bring my home along
like hermit crab,
where I step
I pull water from the earth.
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