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Term Papers on Creative Writing

My Autobiography
Number of words: 1400 - Number of pages: 6

.... at Waterloo Elementary school. On October 1st my Mom had a doctors appointment in York because my second baby brother was on his way. I went with my Mom because my Dad had to work and wouldn’t be able to take care of me for the weekend, but little did my Mom know that she was going to have to stay in York for the whole month of October. Mom’s doctor didn’t want her to be so far away when having the third baby on the way. My second baby brother, Scott was born on October 22, 1987. Finally after coming back to Virginia after being here for about 10 months before going to York for .....

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Personal Writing: My Autobiography
Number of words: 490 - Number of pages: 2

.... got remarried, and we moved to Jacksonville, North Carolina. We lived in a duplex for six months, just long enough for the three of us to find a house. Then we moved only five miles away to a place I could finally call “home.” In August of 1988, I started kindergarten, at Swansboro Primary School. In October of that same year Mom gave birth to my sister Kira. In 1990, to my sister Kristy was born. The next year went on to Swansboro Elementary School, where I was involved in many plays and activities and kept my grades up with honors. I was also enrolled in Spanish classes throug .....

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WereWolf - Creative Essay
Number of words: 3739 - Number of pages: 14

.... the boy wanted to give up, his legs however denied him. They continued moving and running. His body was fatigued, his head ached, his muscles throbbed. Pain, his body cried out Pain, stop! He could not stop. It was gaining, only a few inches! Soon blood would be spilled! Blood will be spilled to appease the appetite of the beast! With powerfull hind legs, it lunged at it's prey from behind. Hands outstreached, claws grasping! A scream, his first and last emmanated from his throat before he fell victim to the predator! Tommy awoke disoriented and terrified, he shook hi .....

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Creative Writing: Sycamore Street
Number of words: 475 - Number of pages: 2

.... in the 2000 Ghetto Olympics. Teenage girls lined up like militant soldiers moving in the same sequence to B.G.’s “Bling-Bling” Everyone looked up and stared as the very noticeable squad car crept by, hoping to shake the local people, but no one moved just cold stares back, as if it was a showdown in the wild wild west. Junkies pasted by with squeaking shopping carts filled with old telephones, hubcaps and Styrofoam cups and plates. An elderly woman sat on her porch rocking back and forth, surrounded by a crowd of wild cats waiting patiently for the bread that sat in her lap. Mot .....

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Personal Writing: Exchange Student In Japan
Number of words: 2337 - Number of pages: 9

.... Osaka, Kansai International Airport. As soon as the plane took off it landed. Detroit was a very quick flight, only about an hour. Being a little nervous about not having enough time to make our flight I urged everyone to hurry along and to try and walk fast so that we could make our connection. Little did I know to my surprise after literally storming through the airport, the flight was delayed. Well that was okay, because we had three hours to do whatever we wanted, just the four of us in the Detroit Airport. Well we shopped, and we ate lunch. After a considerable amount of time, we boar .....

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Creative Story: Everything Ends
Number of words: 1296 - Number of pages: 5

.... enclosed on a smooth metal oval-shaped rock. Then, she remembered that it was a swiss army knife which she stole from the house as she made her escape. After shrugging off practicing how to use the knife, Jennifer concluded that when the time came, she would know how to use it. Being thoroughly exhausted did not ameliorate her survival instinct. She began to become indifferent to her anxieties and needs. Finally, the silent sinister hand of sleep had stricken her. She dreamed about the past; how she got here. She relived all the major milestones that happened in her life. She dream .....

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Creative Writing: A Day At The Park
Number of words: 530 - Number of pages: 2

.... , and picked up the tickets, I raced home to get my wife and son ready to go. Over the next half hour, I almost regretted having to bring my son, what with the hassle of getting the diaper bag packed , the traffic, and fighting the crowds while pushing a stroller. It was hectic, but I survived. Finally we were situated and ready for the game. The singing of the national anthem was finished and we were waiting for the first pitch. All of a sudden it hit me, for some reason I couldn't have been prouder. There I was, holding my son and watching my childhood heroes, sharing his first ma .....

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Okonkwo's Exile
Number of words: 1272 - Number of pages: 5

.... unintentionally. That night I went over to his compound along with some other friend's, and we tried to calm him down, but it was no use, I had never seen him this upset before. We then helped him pack his yams, and stored them in my barn. I was to sell these yams while Okonkwo served his exile. When we finished, he and his family left for Mbanta, his motherland. As he was leaving, we waved good-bye, but he was too upset to respond. The next day a pack of men, including I went over to Okonkwo's compound. There we set his huts on fire, demolished his red walls, and destroyed his bar .....

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War Of The Leather-Orb: A Beowulfian Parody
Number of words: 522 - Number of pages: 2

.... derived the strategies to overpower your helmet-squad upon which you have failed to avenge. Battle of the Orange and Blue Late into the last match-quarter of the contest, son of Coachtheow stood before his battle-weary men, tired from the challenge at-hand. The roar of the bevy-clappers was loud now and overpowered Coachingwulf's dialogue-map. Coachingwulf and his bearers of blue bowed their brows and bellowed a battle cry. The Mighty Spirit guided these Titans, protectors of the blue onto their battle-green for victory. - But the orange-idolaters, worshippers of the earth .....

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Creative Writing: The Miller's Tale
Number of words: 1028 - Number of pages: 4

.... got word that the King wanted one of my women to get it on with him. So soon I got the prettiest woman I had. She had blond hair and a nice set on her, if I do say so myself. She all of her teeth except for three but in this time that's not bad. I soon put on my Sunday best and headed straight for the castle in which to meet the King himself. We came in the back just as told and soon were met by three guards dressed in black and silver. They said to me, " Wait here, the girl goes with us." Well, I'll be damned if I'm going to let these people not let me see the King! When I asked they said, .....

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