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Monthly Archives: October 2008

Dressed Perfect (revision 2)

Note: This is a revised version of “Dressing Perfect”. Our school has a strange policy: all the players from our football team must “dress out” every time there is a game in suits and ties. It’s monstrous people who normally dress in purposely tattered shirts and pants that look like they’ve been through a paintball game [...]
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Dressing Perfect

Being perfect, in a metaphorical sense, is impossible. It is impossible to be perfect. But one can try. I think one of my friends have reached this level: he has perfectly dressed. People have many definitions of dressing perfectly. Someone in my school may define dressing perfectly as having crazy hair, a messy shirt (but a [...]
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No Time to Think

I was hunched over a diving block, bending my head back. I could see the blue water and the blue sky. Everything seemed to be blue. “Take your mark,” a voice somewhere said. I knew precisely it was from the right side of the swimming pool, but now, it seemed like it had been from right [...]
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Sleeping by the Window

I really do love my bed. It’s something I retire into every night, when I am tired. It’s a place where I dream, where I think, where I pray, and most importantly, where I sleep. I spend a huge portion of my life in my bed. So every night, after I tuck myself in, and turn [...]
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A Dog is LOST!

Every night, it is one of our long-held family traditions to go for a walk. It wasn’t written in some sort of coat of arms, it wasn’t a requirement, but my dad just liked going for a walk after dinner. As a result, because of his constant vigilance, we feel weird if we don’t go [...]
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Strange Strange Happenings

Middle school is big. Not “big” as in I-don’t-know-where-things-are big, but big in comparison with elementary school. Elementary school is small. Middle school is big. Elementary has one bike rack. Middle school has ten. Every morning when I get to school, it’s always near-empty or full. If it was empty, I would find an empty spot. [...]
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