Asch's eyes flew open as he violently sat up from his previous lying position, his chest heaving; the shadows of the recurring nightmare he had just endured still lingered in the depths of his mind. "Not again," he moaned. Even though a cold draft swirled around the room that he shared with his infant sister, he was in a sweat. He waited for his heart to stop racing, and threw the threadbare quilt that served as his bead spread off of his legs. Standing up, he combed his fingers through his dark
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Holding onto my black duffel bag, I made my way away from the crowd of people waiting to claim their baggage. It was extra busy as people traveled from all parts of the world to vacation in Vegas for Spring Break, myself included. I hobbled over to my mother who was sitting in a quiet, empty row of seats in-between two baggage claim areas. My duffel bag slipped off of my left shoulder, hitting the seat with a soft thud. It was time. Time to finally restore my eyesight. I had been wearing my
The Scarlet Letter- Creative Writing Assignment Chapter 1- The Impenetrable Truth I approached the gym warily, but ready to play. It was the first day of basketball practice, so I was intimidated. I wasn't completely comfortable with playing against all of these monstrous high school boys yet; I was only a freshman. As I pushed the heavy gymnasium doors open, I encountered the mammoth-like creatures, none south of 6 feet tall, overshadowing me. I awkwardly walked toward the bench. Once I got there
3. A Duffle Bag, a large bag generally utilized for travel or sports. A duffel (or duffle, set, fitness center bag) is a large cylindrical bag constructed from cloth (or various other fabric) with a drawstring closing at the top. Different sorts of duffel bags Moving duffel Duffel bags with integrated wheels and a durable, retracting handle are made especially for strain-free travelling. These bags are generally constructed
individuals; of which one was Mervyn Buhay, rented a locker at the Winnipeg bus depot. Buhay began to distract the security guards while his friend placed a duffel bag in the locker they had rented. After they left, the security guards were so engrossed by the smell coming from the locker that they unlocked it to find a sleeping bag full of marijuana in the duffel bag. Buhay was arrested the day after the bag was taken into possession even though no warrant was received to search the locker in the first place
Many folks think that Mount Everest and Mount Kilimanjaro are better places to visit than Mount Fuji, however, for the climber who wants the opportunity to see wildlife and the beauty of the natural skyscraper that Mother Earth grants us, Mount Fuji is the place to be. Mount Fuji offers beautiful year round sites and tourist attractions, as well as stations and restaurants that keep you busy on the long climb up the mountain. The mountain offers probably one the best mountain views in Japan, according
If I were to be forced to leave my home I would bring some very important items with me to help me survive the journey. I would bring a duffel bag and a backpack to hold all my items in. In my backpack and duffel bag I would carry a fishing rod for catching fish and l would bring lures so that I would not have to carry around a bunch of live bait. I would also bring a medical kit so that if I got injured l could bandage and disinfect cuts and scrapes. I would also bring a fillet knife for cleaning
I felt Liz's small shoulder pressing into mine. I leaned over as close as I could, and when I was sure Solomon wasn't looking I whispered the letters 'D.C.' to her. All she did was nod her head and a smile spread across my face. We were going back. Solomon hadn't seen us, which was a good thing considering he would have us help out the 7th graders for days as they practiced their roundhouse kicks. The rest of the trip I was freaking out--only on the inside though. Either we were getting a rematch
military and they have all said that it was the best thing that they have ever done. Now it was my turn. The ensuing 10 weeks is a period in my life that I will never forget. It was a cool, rainy April morning headed to the airport. I had one small duffel bag stuffed with everything on my packing list my recruiter gave me the week prior. It was the first time I’ve ever been on an airplane. That was the easy part. My plane landed at the airport in Columbia, SC roughly an hour and a half after takeoff
tells a story of a man who picks up hitchhikers during his snow plowing routes and kills them. By the context clues throughout the story you can assume that he kills the hitchhikers, feeds them to his hogs, and then packs up the leftover bones in a duffel bag and throws them off of Lovers’ Leap. First of all, the narrator
If you no longer have any space in your suitcase to put your shoes in, then you will need to grab a duffel bag or backpack to put them in. You may also put any essentials in the pockets of your backpack or duffel bag such as your toothbrush, hairbrush, charger, headphones and any snacks that you will be eating on the way to your destination. You are now completely done packing for your trip! Everything is
place. The last time I saw those bags they were in my home, sheltered away in a corner by the door, and me being afraid of what they meant. Finally seeing some familiarity after staring at the revolving machine for hours, 6 massive mustard colored duffel bags arrive to my dad’s hands. Like a flash on a camera, everything was so abrupt and brisk, my dad picked 2 bags at a time and set them right next to me. I remembered the same fear that I felt when they were at home, by the door far away from me
4 Fabulous Getaways Inspired by Novels When your internal compass begins reeling and life leaves you feeling a bit off course, toss a weekend’s worth of seaside swag, a beach worthy novel or two and a few essential toiletries into a canvas duffel and set sail for the shore. With thousands of tranquil cottages awaiting your arrival, follow the imaginations of novelists and filmmakers to alluring U.S. coastal getaways. For a truly vintage escape, plan a weekend getaway to California’s Crystal Cove
We walk up to the gingerbread colored house as the pea stones crunch underneath our feet and a summer breeze hits our faces. We open the rickety white storm door and push the heavy ginger bread colored door into the kitchen. The kitchen has a rustic smell to it, surrounded with furniture from the 1970s. I continue through the kitchen, glancing at the monk cookie jar on top of the refrigerator. Through the doorway, I enter the living room. I spot the old milk jug we use as a stool, between the
the stage, and with regard to eye contact, it's hard to say from watching the video up close. I believe she made an effort to look all round her, that's all I can say about that. About halfway in her speech, she finally broke out the visual aid, a duffel bag she brought on to the stage with books in it. I was wondering about that. The books were her grandfather's favorite author used as examples of how much reading her grandfather did in all his years as an introvert, although he was a rabbi, she
At about 3.6 feet in diameter and weighing 6.8 kilograms, about the same dimensions as a Teleportation Transponder, an inactive DTD took the shape of a large, matte black cylinder, whereas a Teleportation Transponder was a rectangular one. When activated, three quarters of the object spread outward to form the Triple Spiral symbol of Celtic mythology. In the case of a Teleportation Transponder, when it is activated, however, half of it unfolds to become an equilateral cross of dull steel gray. Regardless
On April 20, 1999, within the tiny, suburban city of Littleton, Colorado, two high-school seniors, Dylan Klebold and Eric Harris, enacted a full-scale assault on columbine high school throughout the middle of the school day. The boys' idea was to kill many of their colleagues. With guns, knives, and a large number of bombs, the two boys walked the hallways and killed. Once the day was done, twelve students, one teacher, as well as the two murderers were dead; and 21 of them were wounded. The haunting
I stepped onto the strange campus that I would call home for the next six weeks. My duffel bag stuffed with clothes, was cutting off the circulation from my arm. I froze, staring at the four story building where I would live. Every worry I had, seeped through my mind in that instant. Being too shy to even order a pizza, I had never really made friends easily. Suddenly, the Upward Bound program at Bowdoin College did not feel like the ideal use of my time that summer. Strangely, at that moment, a
were together and now they're not and its been 4 months since their fight and 1 month since their back-to-being-best-friends talk and- The passenger door opens and Olivia quickly turns to her left where she is met with a fleeting smile and a blue duffel bag. Her thoughts are drowned out by the noise of Liam's bag being shoved into the back seat and the early morning traffic outside. The door swiftly closes shut and she is met with blue eyes and snow covered hair, the White a nice contrast with the