Category: /Literature/Creative Writing
that something
That changes night into day.
You've got that something
That changes work into play.
You've got that something
That makes my body swing.
You've got that something
That make me think that I have wings.
You've got that something
That make
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Category: /Literature/Creative Writing
to spit out that the house opposite of my house is haunted. Then they explained if you look at the attic at the dead of the night you can see two bright red lights. I was just thinking to myself was this one of their jokes or are they telling the truth.
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Category: /Literature/Creative Writing
on Sunday morning. Father think it's a waste, yet he does not want the villagers to speak ill of him.
Mother is the same, she prays day and night for Thomas. The priest says there is no hope. Yet mother still prays, we do not know what is wrong with my little
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Category: /Arts & Humanities
DECISION...
He is waiting at the railway station sitting on a half broken bench alone. Suddenly the cool breeze of November night sends shivers down his spins. He trembles a bit and looks around the station for the third time. No wonder it offers him
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Category: /Literature/Creative Writing
One night this little girl found her mother sitting outside on their front porch staring up at the stars, not looking around at all of the stars just staring at one particular spot in the sky. So she asked her mother, "Why are you always staring up
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Category: /Literature
The sound of chirping bird
Croaking bullfrogs at night
Crowing rooster in the morning
But mostly peaceful quietness
The glimpse of water all round
Squirrels scampering up the trees
Soft ferns gently blowing in the wind
The beauty of God's creation
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Category: /Literature/North American
Poem Analysis
"Harlem Night Song"
In the poem, "Harlem Night Song", by Langston Hughes, Hughes uses many poetic devices including repetition. He uses repetition when he says, " come let us roam the night..." in the beginning. Then he says the same thing
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Category: /Literature/Creative Writing
The most enjoyable experience in my life has always happened on Friday nights. This is not a coincidence, in high school Friday night was the only night there was a football game. The game starts at 7:30, but we have to be in the locker room by 4:45. I
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Category: /Social Sciences
hospital from Sunday night until Friday night this last week. Day and night my mother and father were there for me staying with me and comforting me when I needed them so bad. They did not leave me in my room for 30 seconds by myself without one of them being
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Category: /Literature/Creative Writing
higher,
I take your hand, and we walk farther past the tombstones,
Deeper into the night we walk,
Faintly I hear the sound of deathlike moans,
The sound fades as we talk,
A tall oak tree stands before us as a guardian of the night,
The silvery
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