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I felt like a forgotten soul as i realized i slept off th debt due to a long night of work not done over the holidays.


She was ready to sing to make sweet music, to belt out the lyrics; but looking at the darkened crowd and the strange faces and froze as a cube of ice.

The last touchdown, followed by the field goal, was a ,moment where no one was breathing. The referee calls it and it’s good. Everyone jumps out of their seat and hugs each other with great intensity. A moment of joy is shared by all hawks.

New York City is ginormous with its shadowing buildings and no-limit skyscrapers. The street rats give off a dark and creepy feeling as they pick pocket and grovel for that extra dime yet theres a home feeling in the air from the history and streamline of events occurring there.

The rainstorm is absolutely beautiful as the drops fall gracefully on top of one another, soaking every corner of the area while the grey  skies it produces puts you in a lethargic and saddening mood leaving you waiting for the great ball of light to come out.

MissSmartyPants, when you meet her, is warm and accepting. She welcomes any form of discussion. On the other side, she isn’t afraid of what she believes in. She speaks her mind to anyone that will listen. With music, she’s a passionate soul. This lady balances the two sides out perfectly.

The car looked like a squeezed accordion all crumpled up with bits of glass around it. Two people are set free of the wreckage. One has patches of red on her shirt and the other with not a scratch on her.

Class was moving like a turtle: I wished it would hurry so i could go home and enjoy the day.

The bell rings and an universal sign is let free. The sneakers, uggs, flip flops, and high heels click and smack against the cold floor every second and in between. The loud talking and gossiping creates a buzzing noise throughout the hallways. There is talk of weekend plans, dating details and teenage drama of girls hating girls and boys’ sports team losing. It echoes like a bottomless pit. The obnoxious ringing of the bell is let go again and everyone breathes a collective sigh. They are too tired for any work.

The Tree stood still like the hunter lion waiting to catch its prey.