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The Passionate Learner

Expanding my knowledge is very important to me. I love continuously learning new things. I believe one's brain always has room for new knowledge. Whether it's life lessons or academic lessons, I love learning. When I wake up every morning for school, instead of saying I have to go to school, I say I get… Continue reading The Passionate Learner

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Bailey, #1915

He wore a smile that covered half of his face. But even with the smile covering most of his face you could still see the determination, perseverance, and awe in his eyes. As he crossed the finish line, in the background you could see all of the triathlon attendees cheering him on. You can also… Continue reading Bailey, #1915

My Dreams While I Sleep

The New Boy In Town

He came over to my family’s house. He was probably 6’5 towering over every member in my family, even my really tall brother. Haha. He had a deep voice that could scare anyone if he raised it. He had dark brown skin, and lots of black and gray hair all over his body. He had… Continue reading The New Boy In Town

My Dreams While I Sleep

The Man in the Orange

I had a dream about Channing Tatum, but it wasn’t a typical dream about the hunk. It was violent and gruesome and graphic and as far from normal as it could possibly be. He was fresh out of jail standing in front of my house in an orange jumpsuit looking for me. I opened up… Continue reading The Man in the Orange

Book Excerpts

Hippie Boy (Title is still in Progress)

I was waken by a loud rumbling noise outside. It’s the first day of Spring Break, and I was trying to sleep in. I crawled out of bed and walked over to my window, almost tripping over a stray high heel that was laying on my floor. My room is still in bad condition from… Continue reading Hippie Boy (Title is still in Progress)

Short Stories

Foreign

“Class, we have a new student joining us from…where are you from again sir?” The teacher asked the boy standing there. He’s tall and skinny with pale skin, eyes so blue and bright they could hurt your eyes, and a bald head. But, even with a bald head he’s gorgeous. He looks so innocent. “Um,… Continue reading Foreign

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The Haight was Full of Hate: The True Story of the Summer of Love

Come to the Summer of Love! We have “a nightmare of frustration, anger, disillusionment, despair, racial conflict, and disease swirling about Haight Street, turning it into a tension-filled area simmering with hostility. Fights, holdups, muggings, and rapes are common. Youngsters stand in doorways and whisper their offers of sale to passers-by. The home of the… Continue reading The Haight was Full of Hate: The True Story of the Summer of Love