Creative Writing Essays and Term Papers
Category: / Literature / Creative Writing
my friends Justin,
Jamie, and Steve. The purpose of our trip was to see Justin and his
band, Last One Standing, play at his old high school in Colchester.
We all met around three o'clock, then piled into Justin's black,
Volkswagen GTI, behind the…
Category: / Literature / Creative Writing
can start exploring this end of it and ill do the other" he said smiling as he gave me a torch and then disappeared into the gloomy darkness.
I turned on the torch and looked around me. I was in some type of cabin. It looked pretty ordinary except…
Category: / Literature / Creative Writing
the results, leaning back a little as a painter does to reflect on his strokes, then the indigo mascara, the curling iron, the eau de toilette her cousin had given her for her birthday last summer, in Paris. In front of the mirror, she meditated…
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realized, established in every second by our creative minds. But with all this new amazing deeds a great part of the humanity has found a way to put its brain in the drawer of indolence and started exploiting the rest of itself, whom the locker hadn't…
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me in all my deeds. For them, who I share my most wonderful moments with. For these souls that have become a part of my own and our feelings are a whole.
Friendship is a miracle. It is like building a puzzle and when you have become connected with…
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bags. Jason was now free from his bed, even though he walked around like he was wounded. I was still wary around him, remembering his weird times.
"I can't believe you punched me and tied me to my bed" he joked, punching me into my shoulder.
"Sorry…
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Dreams of giving birth to a new life- a completely different individual who will be a part of me. Promises were broken- a promise of a devoted wife to her husband, the only way to revive his unrequited love for her: promise of a daughter made to…
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I decided to analyse in greater detail regarding the topic of how novels use conventions of their form to construct character. The two books I decided to talk about was "Lord of the Flies" by William Golding and
The book Lord of the Flies is about…
Category: / Literature / Creative Writing
is dead, and Father is dying. The doctors say it was an accident, but I know the truth. They were poisoned.
The day started out beautifully. I awoke early, and dressed in a hunter-green padded hiking shirt with three-quarter length sleeves and…
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I use to dream of how awesome it would be to live in the middle of all the action. Little did I know that my childhood dream would soon become an unexpected reality.
It was a dark, rainy afternoon. A kind of day that makes you feel extra comfortable…
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