... distracts Chad, I scale along the house and try not to think about the big cliff I'm on. Chad puts his arm around me, "come on" and the cliff disappears; we're walking on the deck. We walk around the back of the house, where I remember that a real cliff exists that we usually climb. Everyone ... has headed up it and as I approach the base my legs refuse to go any farther. "Chad stop, my legs won't work." "What, get ... As he pulled away he told them, " I can walk on my own!" One of the officers quickly moved in between Jerome and I, and I saw him put something up to Jerome's face. My m...

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... her). She also made pillows from some of the feathers. We lived there a year, then moved to another farm, still in the same community. The bible was read to us at night and Mr. Finch prayed very loud. I also remember he would get mad and cuss a blue streak when working in the fields. (Guess that's why ... couldn't say she left them ragged. Then she told him she was leaving him. I remember him crying and begging her to stay, but she had one of her nephews who was living in our big house then to come over with his truck and after dividing all the canned vegetables in half, she packed up ....

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... large and flushed and he is flipping burgers on the grill with a neon green "Kiss the Chef" apron on. This is my family, I laugh to myself. Among the yard there must be about 70 people; the young kids are running crazily around the yard, the older kids have a game of touch ... . My heart skips a beat, I feel remorse for my brother, merely because ei know what it feels like to be in that situation. I look away, I can't take it. I walk over to the nearest table, it happens to be a food table. I realize I"m not the least bit hungry but all the food looks more appetizing than being ... in th...

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... from the community as well as the environment. Upon approaching the empty home, I hesitate for a few moments, just admiring the scenery. It seems to be like any demolished residence: smashed windows, shingles falling from the roof, and concrete being chipped off from the porch. The once red colored vinyl ... on top of the big trees are young fledglings chirping, getting ready to migrate towards the south. Still feeling guilty and depressed, I quietly take a seat on the swing, not wanting to disturb the silence around and begin to reminisce the past. I remember the simple misplace of my ...

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... Two years ago on the twentieth of last month at about 5:30 PM, I had just returned home from track practice. I remember getting a glass of kool-aid and going to my room to watch TV. As I flipped through the channels, my attention was caught by a news broadcast on channel 7. It told of a ... I take through that door to begin the day, till the last at the end of the day. My mind jumped from one thought to another constantly at a rate faster than can be imaginable. One thought I can remember distinctively though; I wondered if I was going to walk through the doors of the ... school the upc...

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... Lucas was a year younger than I was. The three of us attended White House Elementary. Ricky was in Third grade, I was in Kindergarten, and Lucas was in Pre-K. Everyday we would walk to and from school. After arriving home, we would start our usual routine, which included chores. As we walked through the gate our six overly, aggressive and massively large Doberman Pinchers ... them that Lucas had his finger bitten off by Mr. Hoppy." I rushed inside into the kitchen and dialed the number. Impatiently, I waited for someone to answer. I can remember the only thing running through my mind wa...

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... of my memories of the beach. I was a big fat baby which delayed my ability to walk until after my first birthday. My robust physique (fat) gave me the upper body strength to whack a ball with a paddle. Soon after being able to walk I was recognized as being the youngest paddleball player in the history of Brighton Beach Baths. ... play in the early less humid hours at the beach. My mother would try to develop my fine and gross motor skills by encouraging me to walk barefoot on the beach in the cool April sand. She reports that she often had to run into the ocean after me as I gravitated t...

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... just outside our neighborhood. That scene, with all four of my most loved kin there with me, is my idea of heaven. I remember Will running up to me at the table with a handful of French fries saying "Want some daddy? They are real good with mustard." That memory always makes ... come from in the past 60 years. They have gone from a simple word-processing machine, to a voice automated system that controls our everyday life. They can feed your dog, wash your car, turn on the lights when you walk in with groceries, and completely control the climate inside your home. All that came so ... M...

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... my mind. Were they kidnapped? Did they kill themselves? Were they murdered? He interrupted my thoughts and ended the conversation when he stood up to leave. He said he would be back in a few minutes and he was just going down the street for a walk. A small black book entitled "Journal- now rested on the chair across from me. I reached for the book ... pay three times as much for the property as it was worth. They invited me along and continued their walk over to the small house. Mr. Adams had this intense excitement and anticipation for seeing the cottage. When we arrived, he knew just ...

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... the backbone, and ever since she contracted this horrible disease, my family has not been the same. My parents' are worried. I am worried. In order to be with her, we have to go to Cabrini Hospital. I remember the way to the hospital. Riding on the Path with my mom, dad, and brother, I wonder how much time my great grandmother has left. Will she die tomorrow ... advised me and comforted me so much. My parents' worry is painted over their face, but they don't want to show their pain to keep me calm. It hurts so much to know that my "abueltia" has Alzheimer's disease unfortunately, it is ...

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... saying a prayer. This was something that I had to remember and adjust to doing. They also served and cooked their food different then I was used to. It was difficult for me because one of my duties was to cook dinner every other day. The cooking I am accustomed to is Italian which is something they were not at all accustomed to. I liked to use olive oil and different spices. They ... would scream and cry when she was with me and would want to go to them. The boys were a lot of fun, but they seemed to know how to take advantage of me. Once their parents were gone they would act up, they ...

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... one hand and her head resting over the other. I looked around the bar to familiarize myself with the surroundings to become more relaxed. The place looked pretty full, but why was this lady sitting alone? I have never been able to just walk right up to someone and introduce myself right off the bat. I always needed a few ... the bar by herself, the more I wanted to go up and talk to her. But how?"Yeah, keep "em commin""! I was starting to feel pretty good with three or four pitchers in me now. Don't ask me exactly how much I've had cause I really can't remember. My mind has been ...

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... would be bald." My life wasn't the same from that point on. I don't remember what I said or did that day after he said that. I guess I was in shock. I was in the hospital for 6 days. I returned home to find the house back as it was before the incident happened. There were neither candles nor ... my first class. I replaced my wig and walked out of the bathroom. I passed through the empty hallway to my class, with my head down. I don't know what happened in class that day. All I remember is what happened in the hallways. Everywhere I looked people were snickering in others ears while th...

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... usual. I watched television for a while until it was time to hop in the shower and get ready to pick up my date. We decided to go on a little day trip to the beach and then take walk through downtown San Francisco. Our plan was to do a little bodysurfing and then get our fortune told by ... was in complete shock. I had no idea what to say but after a few moments of deep racing thought decided that I wanted to know, I had to know. I was to die on August 8, 2010. The rest of that day was just a blur of scattered thoughts and driving. I couldn't even remember if my date had her fortune told ...

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... now that I"m older, I wouldn't have had it any other way. Their pressure has shaped me into a strong and decisive young woman, ready to single-handedly take on the world. I walk into every situation, ready to critique myself until there's nothing left to critique, and then proceed to critique my critiquing. Do I take it too far? Yes, absolutely. But it's my desire for success that's going ... guy. Then, at the end of the week, I can look back and know that I gave my best and that is what it truly means to succeed. As far back as I can remember, I've jumped at every opportunity for compe...

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... silvery metal bunk beds in a 30 X 20 room which we would all have to share. Their tiny childlike expressions and laughter melted my heart. Their shut and sometimes open eyes flickered in the darkness. I remember saying, "Sure, no problem I"ll take you to the kitchen, just hold onto my arm. Slowly we"ll walk down the red carpeted stairs and then we"ll turn ... to our left at the glass door." Sometimes I was asked, "What does the beach look like?" and ... interchange e-mail addresses, warm hugs, laughter, and I knew I had found a special friend in someone who I would have never in my wil...

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... first time I had ever broken anything like this. Not only was I sidelined from sports for more than three months but I was barely able to walk and sleeping also became a task. My doctor recommended surgery several times and also referred me to a specialist for rehab. I declined the surgical option and missed every rehab appointment. There were two reasons for this; the obvious one was ... the way is negativity. Is religion really necessary? Well, it depends who you ask. I personally walk a fine line when it comes to this subject. I believe in God but I think religion has been commercial...

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... . It is the last volleyball game of my sophomore year. Grandpa has come wearing a tie because he is going to represent my parents who are unable to attend. The announcer's voice booms "sophomore, Krystle Segovia. Escorted by 'Grandpa David' Segovia." As we walk out in front of the crowd I glance at him and see him beaming because he is escorting his 'little princess ... ,' of whom he is so proud. I am almost begin to laugh aloud when I make the connection that no matter what I did my grandfather would always love me ... when we have problems we need to remember the prayer that goes somet...

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... or later, a few inches left or right, or maybe just a little less luck could change what will turn out to be a life-altering experience into a life-ending disaster. As I look back, I remember the entire incident detail for detail. The date is August 16, 2000, and it is a seasonably warm summer day ... tires and blowing horns are followed by a bone-jarring jolt as metal bends and tears under the stress of the impact. Glass and plastic shatter to tiny pieces as windows, windshields, and headlights fracture from pressure and warping. These sounds assault my senses as I hope and pray that som...

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... of searching around, I decide it was nothing, and went down stairs, got my shoes on, walked outside, and locked the door. I began to walk up the sledding hill were everyone seemed to be having a good time. All of a sudden, I heard a loud scream, come from inside the house. I turned around quickly ... woman, wrinkled and tattered. She held up her arm, and revealed that her hand had been severed. I winced in horror of the hand, and began to feel dizzy. One of my friends approached the woman, which would later be the worst mistake of his life. She was silent at first, and then ... all hell...

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... as long as I can remember; he's lived in the same house down the street for his whole life, as have I. He came over to my house around eight o'clock, as usual, and through careful deliberation, we came to the consensus that we needed to go to the park. So, we hurriedly ran over to my ever-working mom to plead with her to break away from her household ... faith, Cory was cheering me on from the outskirts of the mulched area. I took a deep breath, swallowed my fears and jumped I can't recall what happened next, the only thing that I remember is seeing my hand slip from the water slicked c...

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... dark blue with the northern lights scourging the sky with bright mystical colors. My eyes are wide open as I am pulled into this great wonder. Waves form as I walk. Each step I take, a dozen more emerge. They extend outward, touching everything in sight. I look around me and not a single soul is present. I ... plains. I am alone. Unwillingly, I found myself drowning in a room full of tears, my tears. The feeling of loneliness runs down my face and drips to the floor, already occupied by the tears of lost and regrets, my regrets that are burning through my soul. If only If I did "this" o...

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... . If there is something you need or want, don't be hesitant about going to God in prayer with that specific request. Through Jesus, and only through Jesus, are we able to petition for our wants, our needs and our desires. Remember Jesus said, "If you abide in me, and my words abide in you ... restore my serenity. He leads me in ways of efficiency through calmness of mind. And His guidance is peace. Even though I have a great many things to accomplish each day, I will not fret, for His presence is here His timelessness, His all-importance will keep me in balance. He prepares refreshment an...

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... the fragrant pine trees, one of which would be our home for the coming week. I even remember my mother reminiscing: "Your grandmother and grandfather used to take the stagecoach just to be here. Your father asked for my hand in marriage just behind that carved monument off the ... beaten path. Your aunt Rosalie met your uncle here." It was amazing to me that I wasn't alone in having so many fond recollections of this tranquil getaway. Speaking of memories, I used to walk alone on the hidden footpath, captivated by the aroma that permeated the air. The ... work at the stables, grooming o...

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FEAR My eyes slowly open, once again the date 5th May had come back to haunt me once more, bringing fearful memories in my mind. I remember the incident clearly the memory howls in my brain, making it feel as it just happened ... yesterday. I could sense burning tears furious yet heartbreaking tears slipping down my cheek. I clamber from my colossal bed and gaze at the digital clock beaming 3.15am. How can I forget the incident? It played such a tremendously depressing turning point of my life. I walk at a snail's pace to ... in misery watching the candle and once again I see a vision. If on...

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