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DYING DREAMS Today is the day that the hope inside me died, but how I wish that someone could know, I realized today and I sat down and cried. Something I loved is becoming my foe. I thought that I could do it, I knew I could if I tried…

. The only beam of light there were, was the light emitted from the monitor of my computer screen. So peaceful and quiet, I sat there alone on my comfortable chair, where I wrote essays, done my homework, and wrote programs. Other times where I had nothing to do…

water. As the night went on Greg sat beside me and told me stories of the huge fish that had broken the fishing rods that were hanging on the walls. I sat in amazement looking at each of the rods and imagining myself hooking into a fish the size…

, the hill itself represents sterility, while the hill with “grain and trees” is the representation of fertility and life the woman desires. “A railway junction sat between the two hills” represents a point in a persons life where the must make a decision between…

was unseen. It was frightening and as I sat there I sensed another frightening world of possibilities."…

the parents in the stands or the parents keeping their distance away from them. When I first arrived it was apparent that the "popular" students still sat in the same section (top left corner) in the stands as they did when I was a student there. It was obvious…

round the streets from a very young age, because they are sat in the house either drinking or smoking and couldnt care less what there children are up to. What about the adults you see in the street shouting and swearing at their children, hitting them…

, especially when a new guidance counselor is chosen for a new set of kids each year. Now on to the SAT portion of the application. It’s amazing to me that simple, little tests can have such a huge impact on somebody’s future. How is it possible to judge someone…

of their whole population. When I was helping with the community, I noticed that many people didn't work at all. The whole town sat on their front porches and collected the money from welfare. That was the worst poverty level that I have ever seen in my life…

There was a small girl whose parents drank and did drugs. The father would beat on the wife at night while the little girl sadly sat behind the couch. The parents had never taken the girl to Church and she knew nothing of or about God. For years…