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"I just don't want to Alex said"
"why can't I be a normal person.I wish I liked school.I hate school.She forgot that she was still sitting in the parking lot of the school.Alex was stubborn if she didn't want to go she wouldn't.

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Ev couldn’t speak. She tried to say hello but nothing could come out. The busses are almost gone and Ev ran to catch up with it. “WAIT! STOP! STOP I NEED TO GET ON!” Ev screamed her guts out and panting and panting over and over again. The kids in the back seats saw Ev running as fast as she could and  the kids on the bus asked the bus driver to stop so Ev could get on. Everyone was snickering and trying not to laugh. Ev felt horrible inside and embarrassed.

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Pedro felt like he had swallowed a million caterpillars, and all he heard while he was packing up was students whining. During class Pedro had been daydreaming about the final boss in Minecraft, when the teacher was talking about the study guide in class. Pedro had lunch next, but he thought that he wouldn't be able to eat anything.

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I stared at the dirt covered laces on the football, shimmering in the sun. The score was 48-48. I felt the ball slide onto my rubbery glove. The crowd went crazy. I had two defenders on me, I sunk my cleats into the grass. I spun around one and juked out the other. It was an open lane all the way to the endzone. I started slowing down and celebrating when I finally touched the blue paint. There were only 2 seconds left on the clock, I just won us the game.

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I run down the court. No one’s near me. I feel the ball hit my hands. I leap. I’ve never leaped higher. My left hand stretches out with the ball cased in my fingers. I slam my hand down on the hoop. The crowd cheers. The feeling is amazing. A huge smile is etched across my face as I run back down the court.

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"You're late," snapped a snobbish voice from the front of the classroom. It was dark, with lots of black. Detention was going to be fun, Spencer could tell.

"I know," said Spencer cheerfully.

Mrs. Opauler rolled her sharp eyes. Her face was like an owl's; round and pinched at the mouth - sorry, beak.

"What's your excuse this time, Korthe?" Mrs. Opauler said, halfway between a groan and a sigh.

"Well, it's a big school, you know. 53 staircases and even more hallways, and your dungeon of a classroom is on the fifth floor," Spencer shrugged.

"You live on the fourth floor." Mrs. Opauler pointed out.

"It's a big staircase." Spencer said. This was true; a bigger staircase would be very hard to find.

Spencer suppressed a snort as Mrs. Opauler scowled - it just looked wrong on her owlish face. She plopped down at a desk in the back of the classroom and put her feet up, black flats gleaming in the dim light. She much preferred her old, beat-up sneakers, but they really didn't go with her outfit. Spruce Academy had uniforms, and most of the students wore them. Spencer was one of the exceptions. She usually just wore a black sweater that fell off her shoulder, paired with a green skirt. The uniform was a black top and a green bottom anyway, and no one protested.

She looked at the lined paper on her desk, and then looked up at the board. There was a single sentence written on it: I will not be a hindrance to my students or my teachers.

"You'd better get started on your lines, if you want to be finished by midnight."

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She had a lump in her throat, the feeling you get when you want to scream and cry at the same time. She was petrified that she wouldn’t get to play because of this injury. Her coach was staring at her, wondering how she was walking when it looked like she broke her ankle.

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Then it hit me.

I  had control over her.

I continued my plan, then paused to say:

“What’s your problem with everyone? Are we just not cool enough for you?”

Teeghan, not knowing what to say to that, looked around helplessly, clearly hoping her friends would step in and get her out of this mess.

“Well-you and your stupid group of misfits can stay away from your favorite table.” She spat, turning around in her seat, and shaking her head.

I took a moment to think of what to say, but with all of my anger mostly poured out onto my evil laughter, I chose exit with maybe the coolest thing I had even left a room with:

“Well,  you and your friends can always join us outside,” And then, I walked out of the cafeteria, not even needing to glance back to know that Teeghan’s face was bright red.

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“_7th_grade_indoor_recess_today_,”

“BOOOOO” the grade stormed off to the gym.

“_8th_grade_outdoor_recess_today_,” someone flipped a table.

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I decided to delete Jennifer and Coras numbers along with their Instagram page and their Snapchat. I have cut them out of my online life for good. Now all I need is to try to forget about them. I will wear what I like and eat what I want and exercise when I feel like it. For the first time in years I think that I might be excited to go and try again tomorrow. As simple as I can put it, I think I’m finally gonna be okay.

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I was shivering throughout my whole body, the cold was reaching all the way inside me

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“Tommy I’m sorry to say this but I had told your Mom about your grade,” Mr. Ferlir states.

“Oh no,” Tommy cried.

“Just kidding!” Mr. Ferlir laughed.

“Oh,” Tommy chuckled,”Then what did I get?”

“You got a 95!” Mr. Ferlir yelped, “Go to your class but good job,”

Tommy went to his next class happy as a clam. In the hallway he jumped and skipped. He knew that his Mom would be proud. So on the bus he saw Ricky.

“Hey Tommy, you think you did well on the test?” asks Ricky.

“Yep I think I did well,” Tommy replied.

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We all ran out, passionate to win the game. As we got out onto the field, a burst of cold air rushed at me. The turf of fake grass was covered in an icy layer of frost. As I jogged out, all of my teammates breathing make it look like we are breathing fire.

“It goes along with our team name, ‘The Phoenixes,” I think to myself.

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The rain on my window is pounding. It is a cold moonless night. I get up to stretch my legs because I have been working for a while. I take a look in the mirror and see my pale skin, messy blond hair and my dark green eyes.

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“How was your “Date“ with Jerry?“ James asked.

“Horrible, he drinks so weirdly, so no wonder no one likes him,“ Melissa confessed.

“Well, thank you for doing that, I know he's not like me, but it makes him feel better,“ James revealed.

I sprinted from the window to my bike and wiped the tears from my eyes, how could I be so dumb. Melissa is the most popular girl, why would she go out with me?

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The clock ticked down to 6. I unbound my killer crossover once again. Again, the defender couldn’t keep up with me and he fell. I stepped back from the incoming defender and let the ball roll from my hands. It arched into the air and hit the rim. The buzzer went off, signaling that the game clock was over, but the ball still hadn’t finished its journey. It bounced straight up two times and the ball rippled the net. The ref blew his whistle. The game had finished, and I made the winning 3-point shot.

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They threw a lollypop pass to the tight end, and Carson started to run that way. It was a jump ball. Carson caught the football and was running to his end zone but the monster tight end was right behind him. Carson kept on running, the tight end tackled him and suddenly he felt a sharp, shooting pain in his knee.  Carson fell to the ground and held tight to his knee. It was not looking good for Carson. His knee felt like it was going to fall off.

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Pablo just pushed him away. Fred got really upset and went to class. Lunch was going on and we went to our seats. Fred saw Pablo sitting at his table and told Pablo to leave but he didn't say a thing. Fred pushed Pablo really hard and his friends started laughing at him.

“Haha what a loser,” Fred chirped.

Pablo was alone, just left and sat somewhere else

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My name is Jayon, everybody knows that I’m afraid of everything.  I wanted to show people that I can do it.  I didn't know what to do to show people that I can do something that's scary.  I thought of something, it was a backflip.

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I could feel the bright sun rays beaming on my skin and the sweat dripping down my face as I walked to the AB park. When I got there I felt relieved to get my heavy backpack off of my back. We went on the swings like usual and had a blast, it was so much fun. 

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I could feel the bright sun rays beaming on my skin and the sweat dripping down my face as I walked to the AB park. When I got there I felt relieved to get my heavy backpack off of my back. We went on the swings like usual and had a blast, it was so much fun. 

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On a cold winter day, I was driving to hockey tryouts, because my season just ended and that is when we have tryouts. I walk into the rink nervous.  I was forty-five minutes early and the only people here were my coaches and a few other kids. Most of the kids came around ten minutes after I came in. Once everyone was here there were about fifty kids all trying out for the Shamrocks elite team which there are only about sixteen kids on the team so it makes it way harder to make the team.

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A gloomy room filled with primordial books, and a girl that was crazily taking notes.

The room was warm and a thick blanket of irritation was radiating around Taylor. She had been taking this quiz for way too long. Each tick of her clock reminded her of how horrid she was at tech.

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You cannot get mad at someone for having bad grades and expect them to do better. You have to help them. That is what ended up happening, her parents helped her and she got good grades. Have your parents ever gotten mad at you for having bad grades?

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I can think like old people and old people know a lot.

Bridget shouted, “You can not think like old people, I am older than you and I think more.”

Then I replied, “You are right and I know this because I can think like old people.”

Then Doreen yelled, “For the last time you can not think like old people.”

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The next day Charlotte got in the car somewhat ready to go to the doctor’s. As she opened the car door, her hand froze. Her toes were numb and she could see her breath. She heard her Mom behind her crunching in the snow. She zipped up her jacket even more and popped in the car. The whole way there she left her hat on, her ears were bright red and cold. Butterflies were in her stomach and she felt as if they were eating her away to disappear in the world.

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“Can we talk Natalie?”Jacob pleaded.

“What is there to speak about?” I replied.

“I wanted to talk about the incident earlier today,”Jacob explained.

“Could we go somewhere private though?” I asked.

He agreed, “Sure, why not?”

We walked along the hallways that were filled with silence. We went to the library were no one would be during class. We went to a far corner and sat at the table. We knew that the librarian would be eating her lunch with the rest of the facilty staff members at this school.

“I wanted to ask, do you like me?”he whispered.

“Yes, I do like you, and I have for a long time now,” I sighed with frieght. “Do you like me, Jacob?”

He smiled, “Yes and like you, I have wanted to get to know you, but always got caught up with my friends. I never got the chance to tell you how I feel.”

“Natalie, will you go with me to the Winter Dance? Your the only one I would like to go with.” he exclaimed.

“Yes, yes, yes, a thousand times yes! I would love to got with you to the dance!” I  shouted.

As I walked out of the library, I wanted to open the door for Jacob so I pulled but the door wouldn’t open.

“Oh no, I think we’re trapped!”I cried.

“No we’re not, you just need to push not pull,” he explained.

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“Ring!” “Students head to your classes,” The principal demands. I cluelessly walk off not knowing where to go. The school sent us the schedule in the mail. My first class is science but I don’t know where to go. I sit down trying to find someone to help. Suddenly, I see a tall man with glasses approaching me. “Hey there, are you new here?” he asks. “Yes, I'm in Mr. Thomas' homeroom but I don’t know where to go,” I reply. “Oh you’re with me, remind me what’s your name again,” he politely asks. “My name is Deandre,” I answered.

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“Ring!” “Students head to your classes,” The principal demands. I cluelessly walk off not knowing where to go. The school sent us the schedule in the mail. My first class is science but I don’t know where to go. I sit down trying to find someone to help. Suddenly, I see a tall man with glasses approaching me. “Hey there, are you new here?” he asks. “Yes, I'm in Mr. Thomas' homeroom but I don’t know where to go,” I reply. “Oh you’re with me, remind me what’s your name again,” he politely asks. “My name is Deandre,” I answered.

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The name Flimberg glistened in the lights once again. The stars shining brighter than ever. The quarterback called I-formation, this brought back some memories. He snapped the ball and slammed my chest, I forgot how much that stung. All of my power rushed down to my feet this time pushing and pushing through the blocks of my teammates. I ran faster than faster and before I knew was in the endzone. I was back.

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I start heavy breathing; my doctor tells my mom how I am more overweight than the other girls my age. Starting from this day, I started getting more conscious, and I also realized I never wanted to go to a physical again. As I got home, I ran straight to my bathroom and knelt next to my toilet; that was the time when it all began.

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“The college is called Clemson, do you know the college? They said they’d love to have you over after you recover,” Mom tells me.
“Oh my goodness! Okay, I’m so excited, thanks, mom!” I say excitedly.
And just like that, I know I have a great future ahead of me.

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Alison’s backpack, shoes, and socks were all cluttered around her bedroom rug. She was huddled in a pile of blankets on her bed. Her test study guide was in her hands. Her eyes were slowly scanning the text, as her hands moved on the paper writing down key definitions. She knew it would take forever to study, making flashcards and trying to memorize them.

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“You and me both,” She put her arm around me.We got inside, made some popcorn and flopped on the couch.

“I am so sorry Daisy please forgive me, I love you very much,” She sniffed

“It's okay mom, I love you too,” I sighed. Finally we were connected.

I now know that my life's not all happiness. There are always some tough times but it might not always end happily. I guess my life is not snow whites story. Or maybe this is just my type of happy ending.

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He just got out of ELA on the other side of the room. We both stand there with big huge smiles on our faces. I start to get butterflies while he starts to blush. This is going to be such a great year.

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On the way to school, the sun was still peeking through the trees as they left.

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I was walking down a musty corridor lined with lockers, and clocks on every corner, my leather loafers tip tap on the floor echoed off the brick walls and rusting lockers. My briefcase swung in my hand.

It was 7:52, 8 minutes before the first period bell. “I hope I won't be late” I thought to myself. I hated being late, like, really hated being late. Just then, I saw the classroom. Room T2412, the 7th grade science room.

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“Really? My friends deserted me and didn't tell me?” I nervously questioned under my breath.

I felt tears coming to my eyes but held them back because I can't cry, not in front of everyone here. So I walked back outside, got on my bike, and started mindlessly pedaling. I forgot about my legs quivering with exhaustion, I just couldn't believe what my friends did to me. Before I knew it, I was home and I didn't even realize it. I saw mom's car in the driveway and knew that I messed up.

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Mom finally ran to the door and opened it. She started crying, and she put her hands over her face. My dad walked in, making sure to wipe his feet, and hugged mom. Mom stopped crying and hugged him back.

“Hi, Jiao. Did you miss me? How are the girls? Were you ok without me?” questioned dad.

“The girls are fine, and I'm ok too. And of course, I missed you!” Mom was so emotional.

“Ok, well let's go upstairs to see the twins! Come on Ella!” Dad stated.

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The halls felt like a warzone. Pushing, shoving, knocking into each other. Wayne tried to make his way through the mess. He bumped into a larger kid. He felt a very hard push and hit the ground. Laughter ran through the halls

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I slumped through the narrow hallway in my old, raggetty white shirt that my grandma had made for me without even asking me what size I was. I glanced up and saw Jameyah, coming straight for me. His devilish brown eyes flickered to the side, while the corner of his math went up into a grin. He snickered, “Nerd.”

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Once we exchanged Discord usernames, we went on with our day after finishing our conversation and becoming friends. We finished our classes, and after all that, it was time for dismissal, and I started to walk home, hoping that my grades had improved and that I would pass my classes this term. But if I failed all the tests, there’s still one good thing that happened. I made a friend.

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I pulled my lips inside my mouth, and tried to wipe the tears from my face with my arm. There was a scorching pain while I remembered that the arm I tried to wipe my tears with was my right arm with an ugly, bulky cast on it. In this precise moment I felt everything crashing down on my shoulders at once.

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¨While my brother was shoving his face with pancakes.¨

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I feel the water around me, although it’s hard to pick up through a wetsuit. The foreign feeling can be welcoming, but it’s hard to explain to others.  I’m feeling the water but I’m not?

“NOVEMBER GET ON YOUR BORED BEFORE I FORCE YOU ON IT!” Neveah shouts, her impatiences showing loud and clear. I laugh inwardly at the fact we're not too different.

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Lucas punches Jake and he starts balling out in tears and then blood rushes down his face but he is very silent and calm so know one can hear him.

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"Looking down, he glanced at Brian, his dog, who was curled up in his lap, snoring and fast asleep. Drew whispered to himself,

“I wonder if I could teach Brian how to play chess” but realizing that was stupid, he set the dog down, got up, and went to bed, because the next day was the first day of school."

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“Ugh,” I groaned. The sun poured into my room, waking me. I should’ve closed my blinds, I thought.

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“I thought you said we were going to do better this year.” She pressed her lips and looked at her feet.
“I thought you said you were gonna help me.”

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I gaze up at the sky, the white paint speckles that glow are beautiful tonight.

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I walk to my room and I lay down on my mattress. The night is quiet, the world, my world seems to be at peace. I feel proud, knowing that what I’ve done would help so many people. I know that Lisa would be proud of me.

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I ran upstairs and shut the door sitting on my bed and tears started going down my face, my cheeks were red. I didn’t want to but it just happened. I try wiping the tears from my face but then I just start crying again. The door opens and my brother enters. I quickly wipe away the tears.

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I will never forget when I went to Kate’s house the day after I had lost my hair. She took me into her room and shaved her own head. After that we sat on her bed crying our eyes out. Then Kate started to laugh through her tears and whispered,

“It's just hair.”

We spent the rest of those 3 months watching our hair grow in ridiculous ways, and enjoying every moment of it.

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I remember my mom crying so hard a week ago. We found out my brother Luke had been diagnosed with cancer. I remember our hearts were pounding as fast as a cheetah running. One week later here I am back going to school still extremely nervous about Luke.

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So many things have happened but most importantly I became a better person.

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The Pressure of Ejango - Shrinaath's Story

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The Pressure of Ejango - Shrinaath's Story

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Quickly shuttering through the files, books, and papers, he zipped up his backpack, Ejango gobbled up the cereal, fastening the backpack to his back, and ran out the foyer. The trees enveloping the left side of the road had uncovered Ejango’s bus slowly driving up.

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I walked up to the stage feeling more anxious than ever as my legs feel like they are going to disconnect from my body with lost hope of taking on this role.

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I don’t say anything, but my actions say enough. I dropped the professional act and my head was down.

“Don’t worry, we’re going to have fun today. Let’s not think about it,” Georgia replies fast.

I look back at Georgia. From the look on her face, I can tell that she’s worried.

“Don’t worry about it, I don’t mind,” I lied.

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Rowena inhaled sharply. She couldn’t get detention. She had a spotless record. Despite her embarrassment and anger, determination empowered her, and she stood her ground.

“Perhaps this will teach you not to speak out like that. But if you’d like to continue this conversation calmly, proceed,” Mrs. Stein smirked with pleasure and certainty that Rowena would retreat.

She was wrong.

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As Alivia continued to cry she was slowly wiping away the tears as you could see her eyes getting red and puffy.

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Her head is resting on her hand, the other scribbling on a drawing tablet. A pile of papers and folders sits on top of her unused school computer. She knew she needed to finish it, but she couldn’t seem to force herself to close the drawing tab. She knew she had to do it, but she felt tired although she didn’t walk a step.

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"I couldn't handle any more questions so I just ran upstairs to my room and cried. I didn’t want my mom to find out that I have been starving myself to have a skinnier complexion. I was so tired, and I felt like I was going to pass out…"

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I was frozen in my tracks not knowing if I would be able to complete this assignment.

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"Ew. I’m never drinking orange juice ever again."

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I heard muffled shouting as I laid in bed looking at the ceiling. I scrunched my eyes and tensed my muscles.

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The cool breeze blowing at his face like a fan on a hot day. It was one of the best feelings ever.

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I looked out at the sky that was once filled with colors, turn back to it’s gloomy self.

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"Pete had just woken up and smelled waffles, he walked downstairs and saw 2 waffles soaked in syrup with strawberries and whipped cream."

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This is for everything I learned this season on and off the field, studying for hours a day and putting blood, sweat and tears into this team.

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“They gave me 1 to many chances,” Sam thinks to himself. Sam feels like he is on top of the world! Then snap goes Sam’s elbow.

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Hank, following the ball, was blinded by the sun. He felt his eyes were like an oven. He believed he was trying to pull off something impossible. But, Hank extended his arms out, and, Boom, Hank felt a soft, rubber ball drop into his hands.

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“Skree!” The brakes squeak as the car comes to a halt on an empty, colorless day.

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The  rain  hit  the  windows  softly as Isabella's  alarm  sounded.  She  groaned  as  her  eyes  started  to  open

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His face turned bright red and he felt as if he couldn't move.
Her hair was blowing in the wind, her face so beautiful like a beautiful sunset nothing could stop Tony from talking to her, nothing.

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James thanked Jack one last time before they entered the classroom. Jack walked to his desk and watched James put his work on the teacher’s desk, happy that James did his work all by himself without telling other people to do it for him. Jack was happy about two things now he’s not getting bullied anymore and he has a new friend.

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Then I ran, and felt as If I was being carried by the wind. Then came the ball perfectly spiralling right into my hands.

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Brody bolted down the stairs and snatched his backpack.

“I really hope I don't miss the bus!” he thought.

Brody ran to the door and yanked at the handle. He ripped the door open, ran out, and slammed it closed. He sprinted as fast as he could to the bus and barely got in. With a sigh of relief, he sat down on the seat.

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wiped out a pen and notebook and said “let's get to work”

with the pen and notebook that we had used to plan the original party.

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As Edward was walking off the field, he glanced back. The players were walking off the field, some looking down, feeling sad in defeat, the others happy. The field was wet and the day was dark, but the scoreboard gleamed. 3-1, it read. They had won.