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Personal Writing Essays and Term Papers
Personal Writing: DevonI walked into the smoke filled coffee shop to meet Devon. Devon is 18
years old, a senior in high school. He likes art and is currently taking
college art classes. I have only meet Devon once before, in the mall. He
caught my eye because he was wearing a pink fuzzy sweater, a pair of army ...
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Personal Writing: My Senior PromI have a lot of good memories of my senior prom. The Hilton's California
ballroom, the dancing, and socializing with friends were some of the memories.
But most of all, the food was the best memory of all. The food served at
Castlemont High's senior prom was colorful and delicious. One could ...
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Personal Writing: My First Time Experiencing Riding A BicycleAfter a very meaningful conversation with my dad about the old
days, we came up with an object that we both remember cleary. It was my
very first biclycle. My mind told me that I got it when I was only eight
but my mom insisted that I was seven when I got it. Either of us had a
proof, and so we ...
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Personal Writing: My First Time Experiencing Riding A BicycleAfter a very meaningful conversation with my dad about the old days, we
came up with an object that we both remember cleary. It was my very first
biclycle. My mind told me that I got it when I was only eight but my mom
insisted that I was seven when I got it. Either of us had a proof, and so ...
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Personal Writing: My LifeAfter nine long months of living in a swimming pool, I finally became a member of the human race. On July 16th, 1982 my parents named me �Meng Meng� which literally means �dream dream". I think they named me that because their dream was embedded in me. I grew up in a very happy family ...
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Personal Writing: History Of Pete Dalberg FamilyThis is Jesse G. More presenting a history of the Dalberg family starting
with my Grandparents Pete and Ingaborg Dalberg.
Both of my grandparents were born in Apple Bowl Sweden in the province
of Dollernaw. Dollernaw is the province that is close to the Norwegian boarder
that is in timber ...
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Personal Writing: Our Trip To See The Band "Last One Standing"This past Friday I traveled down to Burlington with 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 ...
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Personal Writing: DevonI walked into the smoke filled coffee shop to meet Devon. Devon is
18 years old, a senior in high school. He likes art and is currently
taking college art classes. I have only meet Devon once before, in the
mall. He caught my eye because he was wearing a pink fuzzy sweater, a pair
of army ...
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Personal Writing: Nature And The SelfMy favorite place is the beach. I love to take a cup of coffee and go
there early in the morning. It is very peaceful. I like to sit on the
sand and watch the beach wake up. People seem to be in their own world in
the early morning. They have a purpose for being there. Fisherman bring
in ...
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Personal Writing: Life Is A White Water RiverLife is a white water river. At first I paddle slowly along the
uncharacteristically-calm waters to school. I have got to steel myself to
keep up with the tiresome work that lies ahead of me.
The heavy waves of work pound me tirelessly as I attempt to manoevour
around the feared whirlpool of ...
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Personal Writing: The Burnside ProjectI come around the corner, and a smile comes across my face. I love
it when there isn't a crowd. Only two other people braved the chill, and
had the will, to get up this early. Upon arrival, my view is enhanced.
Though I've seen it enough to burn an image into my subconscious, each
visit brings ...
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Personal Writing: Boot CampNobody on the bus expected it to be this bad. Everybody, including
myself, thought of it as a two week vacation. When we signed our names on
the boot camp registration we didn't know what we were in for.
Everybody on the bus was jumping up and down, screaming and yelling
through the whole trip ...
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Personal Writing: Life In Junior HighLife in Junior High was easy. The day began with a sparkle, as the
spot of meeting friends, and attending class with fun-filled activities,
come to mind. School was not boring, it was fun because the teachers who
cared made it fun. Knowledge learned from school kept students focused and
made ...
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Personal Writing: Getting My Driver's LicenseRites of passage, what are they, and what do they mean? Well, they
are experiences, abilities, rights, or privileges that give you a sense of
freedom or maturity. For me, getting my license was a sign of greater
maturity and responsibility in my life.
In the past years, I have had to rely on ...
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Personal Writing: The CliffSorry I just gave away the last camps five minutes ago the Ranger said
Mark and I looked at each other in despair, I just knew something like this
would happen; we couldn't leave town until late Friday afternoon because
Mark had to work. As we drove back down the winding gravel road I explained
to ...
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Personal Writing: My GrandmotherMy grandmothers house has a very special place in my heart. I lived
with my grandmother for many years when I was little. Her house always
seemed to have something about it that set it apart from all the rest. As
you walk into the front door of her house you notice a long, slender
stairway that ...
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Personal Writing: A Schoolyard Lesson"Get up, get up you have school today," my mother blurted out, as I
fell out of bed. I stood up and waddled to the bathroom. Looking into the
mirror I smiled to myself; I knew today was going to be just fine. My
family and I had just moved from Guatemala, and today was to be my first
day at ...
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Personal Writing: My Poor HouseMy parents decided that they needed to get away from all their
problems for a while. They planned a little weekend excursion to Ocean
City Maryland. This was the first time they left my sister and I home
alone, and they trusted us to take good care of the house and keep
everything under ...
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Personal Writing: My GrandfatherFor as long as I can remember, my grandfather has always been there
for me. He was holding my hand when I took my first step. I can imagine
how it must have looked, my tiny hand invisible in his large grasp, for
the first time. As years begin to pass by, I decided that I wanted to
play ...
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Personal Writing: Sponsoring Of Our Race Car Design TeamDuring my years at this university, I have had the opportunity to
explore many new and exciting experiences. None, more so, than my current
endeavor, the design and construction of a formula style racecar. This
project involves not only designing the car, but also acquiring the items
to build ...
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