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						<title>Sing That Song Girl! -- 05-16-12</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[                Love Story <3<br />
All this talk about equality. The only thing  us people have in common is that we are all going to die period point blank. The song “ Love Story” by Taylor Swift. Although it really doesn’t talk about the death of Romeo and Juliet it is a constant reminder of the love that they shared with one another, but the way it was perceived was completely different from the actual tale.<br />
	Although the song was on point with the whole Romeo and Juliet infatuations with each other. They didn’t quite seem to have Juliet or Romeo act like themselves like they did as I read. In the song Taylor said “daddy said stay away from Juliet” well see I remember Juliet’s father saying Romeo was a good kid to all of  the people in Verona he was absolutely no harm. Another pet peeve was when Juliet was waiting for Romeo on the balcony. They never had Juliet waiting, he just showed up and BOOM they hit it off from there.<br />
“Love Story” is borderline accurate. It did strongly represent the love between the two, but it was like based off in a high school and then it went to a castle. It was like a dream almost but it actual happened. that’s what made it inaccurate. Another accurate thing was that they both fell in love at first sight.<br />
	In conclusion the song was somewhat related to the book Romeo and Juliet. “Love story” by Taylor Swift was a song mainly about love not death.<br />
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            <dc:date>2012-05-16T19:15:23-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title><3 Nothing -- 05-09-12</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[May free write<br />
What's love without trust? trust without love? Nothing. Nothing at all.<br />
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It was nothing.<br />
No love.<br />
No trust.<br />
She knew it was bound to happen sooner or later.<br />
As those 4 DREADFUL words came out of his mouth.<br />
It filled her ears with sadness.<br />
She held back her painful tears that were hidden behind her mascara. <br />
When she walked away from him knowing it would be the last time she saw his beautiful face.<br />
The tears came down hers like a rapid rain storm.<br />
People saw, and people walked right on by.<br />
It was the ones that cheered  her up who lightened her mood.<br />
But deep deep down inside she felt lonely and hated.<br />
He betrayed her for some model type.<br />
Blue eyed.<br />
Blonde haired beauty.<br />
But beneath her surface it was rotten to the core.<br />
He was infatuated with her looks.<br />
 what a jerk.  <br />
What was she thinking going after someone like that.<br />
She deserves better.<br />
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            <dc:date>2012-05-09T10:43:56-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>DEAR NOOBS -- 05-04-12</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[dear kids,<br />
The advice that I am giving to you is meant to be installed into your brains FOREVER!<br />
cents	BE A GREAT PERSON IN GENERAL<br />
cents	WORK HARD<br />
cents	DON’T PROCRASTINATE <br />
cents	PLAN AHEAD OF THE TIME<br />
cents	DON’T GET INTO TROUBLE<br />
cents	BE RESPECTFUL<br />
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      Hey guys as you already may know I'm not from out here. I moved here from Texas and I have to say the transition was HORRIBLE. I felt so alone that is until I met my three best friends in the world Kyler, Natalie, and Briana, they made my days here at Elk Lake a lot better.<br />
      I highly advise you to stay true to yourself just do what you have to do and get it over with. Don’t worry about who’s dating who, or who got into a fight... Nobody cares. Come on now all that stuff doesn’t matter. What matters is you and your education. Take this from me it's worth it. You’ll love yourself after all of the head aches and tons of work just be patient and willing to do what you have to do NEVER PROCRASTINATE.<br />
       I hope you guys liked my advice. Thanks for reading.<br />
                   LOVE, Karly Booker <3]]></description>
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            <dc:date>2012-05-04T10:42:59-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>The One That Got Away -- 04-19-12</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[April free write<br />
When love is lost. Do not bow your head in sadness. Instead keep your head up high and gaze into heaven for that is where your broken heart has been sent to heal.<br />
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            The One That Got Away<br />
Dawn is breaking.<br />
Trees are shaking.<br />
Life is gone.<br />
Eyes were drawn.<br />
Love once was.<br />
Only because.<br />
The man was handsome as could be.<br />
Only I could truly see.<br />
Until he shattered half of my heart.<br />
The other was plastered with a dart.<br />
Love is done.<br />
No need for fun.<br />
My heart sinks in disbelief.<br />
That love will never come again.<br />
Until one day ill find my match.<br />
who loves to play a game of catch. <br />
That will love me for the woman I am.<br />
And be there till the very end.<br />
So until someone will come and stay.<br />
You’ll always be the one that got away.]]></description>
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            <dc:date>2012-04-19T04:47:33-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>Devastating Death -- 03-08-12</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[Nothing ends nicely. that’s why it ends.take life as it is and love it while it lasts.<br />
~ Tom Cruise. In the poem it described each and every detail of her pet and how it was dead. It was just awful. She passed out and ended up in haven, no one will know why. That is why Nothing ends nicely. That's why it ends, is a great quote for this poem. <br />
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Sorrow filled deep within his eyes.<br />
	It was an atrocious, monstrous, terrible sight.<br />
Maggots, roaches were there where he lies.<br />
	I felt so alone, so depressed, and the need to fight.<br />
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Jackson! Jackson! I cried out to him.<br />
	His fur was so soft, and gentle with a touch of blood red as paint.<br />
Clouds rolled in and the sun was dim.<br />
	My head was spinning with confusion my eyes were closing I started to faint.<br />
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I held on to him as tight as I could.<br />
	Woke up in a bright white room.<br />
Where am I, I began to scream as I usually would.<br />
	No one would answer I felt doomed.<br />
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As a voice echoed towards me it faded.<br />
	I was confused because there was no one around.<br />
I suddenly saw a figure that was darkly shaded.<br />
	I was to scared so I stared at the ground.<br />
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I then mumbled to him asking where I was and the man said what rhymes with seven.<br />
	I had the sudden urge to say heaven. <br />
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            <dc:date>2012-03-08T04:59:21-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>Representin' -- 03-04-12</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[FAMILY! We all have them, some are different from others. Who’s complaining. The personalities of most of my relatives are just amazing and great to be around, and then you have the bigheaded ones, that love to get on your nerves. Im not saying any names… Kalob, JJ, and Elijah. I am one lucky girl to have a family like I do as of today, or the last 14 years of my life, and if I didn’t, id probably be a crack head. <br />
                                                    The type of family I have <3<br />
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Sally booker (Mother)- very classy, strong, elegant, and loving shes like a (Snickers) bar a little bit of everything. She  loves to read, write and satisfy others before herself. She also cooks some BOMB food. <br />
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Kareem booker (Dad)- very protective… very,  very short from a man, funny and outgoing, he is like (Red Hots)<br />
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Kalob booker (Bigheaded brother)- oh kalob where do I start he’s loving, protective and very strong minded, handsome, outgoing he is a gentleman as well he is like (Skittles) very bright and sweet.<br />
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Elijah (favorite cousin)- funny, loves to crack jokes, and very family oriented, and a gentleman. He is also a handsome fellow hes like (Sour Patch Kids).<br />
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Jeremiah ( bigheaded cousin)- kalobs partner in crime, loves to pull pranks on me when im sleep, he’s funny and a sweetheart, he is also a gentleman, did I mention he has a very bighead hes like (Jolly Ranchers) sweet and hard to break.<br />
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Judy (auntie)- very feminine, and strong loves to cook and have lots of fun with the whole family shes like a (Swedish Fish).<br />
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Boogie (cousin)- hes the tall, smart, and buff guy that loves to wrestle with everyone hes like Now and Laters .<br />
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Lino (uncle)- he’s the neat freak of the bunch, he loves to clean, and laugh hes like (Mike and Ikes) .<br />
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In conclusion, you could see the type of personalities my family has. What’s your family like?<br />
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            <dc:date>2012-03-04T09:32:39-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>Feminism -- 02-15-12</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[A feminist would celebrate the song “Who run the world” by Beyonce<br />
One reason they would celebrate this text is because the song says that both men and woman are equal.  Woman can do similar things men do, and that they do not have to be a man in order to do so. In the video Beyonce is acting like a guy and doing things guys would usually do. All she is saying is women are powerful and strong human beings as a feminist would say.<br />
Another reason they would celebrate this text is because in the lyrics it says “Who run the world GIRLS” this quote states that they are the rulers of the world which indicates that we are independent and we could do things on our own.<br />
In conclusion, A feminist would celebrate the song “Who run the world” by Beyonce.<br />
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            <dc:date>2012-02-15T11:38:18-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>KALOB -- 02-01-12</title>
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            <dc:date>2012-02-01T17:28:09-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>Love Yourself  -- 02-01-12</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[February Free Write<br />
    The greatest achievement for any human being is to love god, family, and friends, but most of all love yourself<br />
~unknown<br />
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There was this girl who was so sweet.<br />
 Who people thought should be beat.<br />
 Not physically but mentally broken down inside.<br />
 Now her mind and the insults started to collide. <br />
Day after day it started to get to her she couldn’t speak, cause of the rumors and taunts that made her weak.<br />
<br />
 She was bound to face self defeat.<br />
 As night fell she looked at herself.<br />
 Then she put her hands together and preyed upon herself.<br />
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She didn’t think god loved her.<br />
 She didn’t think that anyone loved her.<br />
 She wanted to show the school who was boss.<br />
She he knew were her father’s gun was and that it was at an expensive cost.<br />
 If she got in trouble it would be a terrible loss.<br />
<br />
 The taunts and insults were eating at her.<br />
 She could hear the devils voice egging her on.<br />
She tried to fight it but it got louder and louder.<br />
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She couldn’t take it anymore.<br />
 Remember she had a gun before.<br />
 She pulled it out from her father’s drawer and almost pulled the trigger.<br />
 Until she seen a bright white figure.<br />
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She was afraid.<br />
 But her death was delayed.<br />
<br />
It was god the almighty man god.<br />
 He wanted her to know something.<br />
 She was too shocked to say anything.<br />
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God held his hand out and hugged her.<br />
 All along god loved her.<br />
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 It was such a sight to see now she could go to school and say “I seen god and what you have to say doesn’t faze gods outlook on me. “ I’m living my own life could you do the same”.<br />
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            <dc:date>2012-02-01T11:36:20-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>Ooh, Ooh pick me pick ME last ! -- 01-04-12</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[Do you think Jim made the right decision jumping on the carousel?]]></description>
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            <dc:date>2012-01-04T10:42:33-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>15 things I want in a boy :) -- 12-14-11</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[December Freewrite<br />
Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are.<br />
~Margaret Anderson~<br />
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     1.	I want a boy to be funny.<br />
     2.	I want a boy to smile all the time.<br />
     3.	I want a boy to enjoy himself.<br />
     4.	I want a boy to be honest.<br />
     5.	I want a boy to listen to me.<br />
     6.	I want a boy to play black ops with me.<br />
     7.	I want a boy to walk me to my classes.<br />
     8.	I want a boy to care.<br />
     9.	I want a boy to open up to me.<br />
    10.	I want a boy to trust me.<br />
    11.	I want a boy that’s going to be my best friend.<br />
    12.	I want a boy that’s going to make me smile.<br />
    13.	I want a boy to stand out in the rain with me.<br />
    14.	I want a boy that is going to sing to me.<br />
    15.	I want a boy that will love me for who I am.As you could see my ideal guy would have to be a man, and a gentleman as well  but you can’t find that nowadays so ill just wait .like snow white said “one day my prince will come .” so I’ll wait for that day. <3<script type="text/javascript" src="http://cdn.widgetserver.com/syndication/subscriber/InsertWidget.js"></script><script type="text/javascript">if (WIDGETBOX) WIDGETBOX.renderWidget('b467b27e-ffb2-4d75-8181-2652bf9dd319');</script><noscript>Get the <a href="http://www.widgetbox.com/widget/yowindow">Weather Widget</a> widget and many other <a href="http://www.widgetbox.com/">great free widgets</a> at <a href="http://www.widgetbox.com">Widgetbox</a>! Not seeing a widget? (<a href="http://support.widgetbox.com/">More info</a>)</noscript><br />
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            <dc:date>2011-12-14T11:36:13-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>Ooh, Ooh, Oh My God Pick Me Please -- 12-07-11</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[Ooh, Ooh, Pick Me! Again!<br />
      Why is jim so interested in being older?]]></description>
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						<title>Ooh, Ooh, Pick me! -- 11-29-11</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[Ooh, Ooh, Pick me!<br />
	What makes Jim such a bad guy?]]></description>
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            <dc:date>2011-11-29T17:37:01-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>3 time's a charm -- 11-21-11</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[3 time's a charm               <br />
      3rd Person Omniscient<br />
       One snowy day there were four children Kyler, Karly, Natalie, and Brianna. Christmas was coming around the corner. They had nothing on their Christmas list. Kyler thought that christmas was a dump. Natalie thought it was a time of joy. Brianna thought it was fun. Karly just loved christmas. They  didn’t even bother trying because they were to busy fighting with each other. Kyler and Karly fought most of the time over stupid things, like who gets to watch what television show. They wanted to kill each other sometimes. While Natalie and Brianna always hung out with their friends and they spoke to each other about the most weirdest things such as unicorns and dragons.<br />
	3rd Person Limited Omniscient<br />
       One snowy day there were   four children  Kyler,  Karly, Natalie and Brianna.  Christmas was coming around the corner.  Karly  thought  Christmas was the best time of the year, but none of the other children cared for it. They didn’t even make their Christmas list. They were to busy fighting and doing other things. Karly had thought of Kyler as a bug, one false move and BOOM she'd smash him.  They fought all of the time, but they had the most in common. She liked fighting it was her passion. She never really did what the other girls did. Which was talk on the phone, and write in a journal, and draw.  On top of that she thought they would talk about the most weirdest things on earth like unicorns and dragons she got a laugh out of that.<br />
  	3rd Person Dramatic<br />
       One snowy day there were four children Kyler , Karly , Natalie, and Brianna. Christmas was coming around the corner. They didn’t have their Christmas lists made yet. None of them really cared. Kyler and Karly argued and fought over the most stupidest things ever. Kyler  would say,<br />
“Karly give my the controller.” Karly replied, <br />
“No go brush your teeth boy.” Kyler began begging ,<br />
“ Please go brush your teeth its starting to stink in here.” Karly ended the conversation ,<br />
“ Nope I think its just you butt”. They would go back and forth with each other. The other girls wouldn’t really pay attention to them. They had their own activities. They liked to talk on the cell phone, draw and write. They would mostly talk about dragons and unicorns “Brianna don’t you just love the color of that dragon.” Said Natalie. Brianna replied, <br />
“Yes it's quite mystical and very fascinating.”   <br />
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						<title>Adele -- 11-17-11</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[November Freewrite	<br />
        Do you have a favorite artist? Do you love them to death? Would you be astound if you saw them? I tell you one thing I have a favorite artist and her name happends to be adele. <br />
        The name of my favorite artist would have to be Adele. She is just the best singer to me at this point in time. She went through a lot to have to write the song  “Someone Like You.” The man that she was talking about in the song was her old boyfriend. He had cheated on her and just forgot all about her. He then started something with another woman. He just didn’t want her anymore.<br />
	That’s why I say Adele is the best singer to me. She’s just so amazing the way her voice crosses my ears, and the soulful meaning of every word that comes out of her mouth. She writes her own songs. Has her own pianist. When ever I hear a new song from her it just gives me goose bumps. my eyes start watering up when ever she hits parts I couldnt ever hit.<br />
        If I ever got a chance to meet her Id be so star struck my head would probably spin. I would just tell her how amazing she is. And how much I love all of her songs.<br />
        As you could see adele happends to be one of my favorite singers in the whole world. <br />
	P.S My favorite songs by Adele would have to be the following.<br />
"Someone Like You"<br />
"Chasing Pavements"<br />
"Set the Fire To the Rain"<br />
"Rollin In the Deep"<br />
"Rumor Has It"<br />
"Crazy For You"<br />
"Make You Feel My Love"<br />
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            <dc:date>2011-11-17T18:44:21-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>Pay Attention to Me! -- 10-16-11</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[Pay Attention to Me<br />
 Would you ever do something you know you can't take credit for? Something someone else did and you just copied? That’s not a winner that’s a loser, and I believe that it is better to be honest and lose than to cheat and win, because when you cheat you’re not really winning your losing, you’re not doing it yourself, and you'll never know unless you ask.<br />
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 When you know someone is doing wrong doesn’t sit there and watch them. You do something about it. Being a good friend is about caring, and by that you should let someone know about their actions. It’s appropriate to tell on a friend when their doing something they know they shouldn’t be doing, when their trying to get you to do it, and when they're with someone who they shouldn’t be with. <br />
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						<title>I Believe -- 10-16-11</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[October free write<br />
   I never really thought I had a talent I found myself quite useless. I was always the quiet observant one, "You know the one who barely had any friends." The little friends I did have didn’t really talk to me. I was alone, and very insecure about myself. I’ve always cared about others thoughts .I felt as if they were looking at me with their cold hearted eyes waiting for me to mess up. I was there but at the same time I wasn’t.<br />
      I was the girl who everyone thought nothing of they picked on me because I didn’t wear all the new trends that were out, and I had short hair. They didn’t think I could do anything my nick name to them was fat girl, or blob. I hated myself for it. I wanted to look like the girl every guy drewled over. I wanted to be noticed. But how I could never look like that girl everyone loved so much. I was born this way, and it certainly wouldn’t change unless I got a face lifts "not happening".<br />
  Minutes, hours, days went by. I wanted to show not only people that I could do something, but myself as well. There had been talent show sign ups going around and I wanted in on it. When the day came I started to get a little nervous, but then I heard a voice in my head saying "just believe". As my turn came up to go on stage the sweat dripping down my face drenched my shirt, my palms were shaking I heard a wave of giggling, and rude remarks I closed my eyes, and sang my heart out. The crowd turned in to zoo animals as my soulful voice pierced their ears with joy and loveliness. They loved it.<br />
     When I was done the one person I thought hated my guts greeted me and asked me "how do you sing like that" I told her "I Believed."<br />
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            <dc:date>2011-10-16T17:39:37-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>Dont trust someone who isnt faithful -- 10-05-11</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[The theme for “the Djinn Who Lives Between Night and Day”  is that you’ll never know what that person you tell your whole life story to is really thinking or what they intend to do with the information given now a days people aren’t really faithful if there are some people out there that are faithful their hard  to find. Trust those closest to you. From the story the women wanted her kids back and the djinn promised her that she would get her kids but he lied to her not only leaveing her heartbroken, but with out her children.  ]]></description>
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            <dc:date>2011-10-05T11:41:37-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>Peer Pressure -- 09-22-11</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[September Free Write<br />
  There was this girl. A beautiful girl named Keshia. Her hair was dark, long, and wavey. Her eyes were hazel. She was a knock out. Of course guys swooned. Most the girls hated her guts, but she didn't care. She only cared about herself and what she wanted to be in life. Which was a doctor. She wanted to make a lot of money, and help people. She was just so caring. She had her life planed out. Until one day she was hanging out with the wrong crowd of people who she thought were her friends.<br />
They were at Charolette Russe looking at cute girly clothes, and of course they all wanted something, but didn't have a dime to their name. Then all of a sudden the girls started to ask Keshia if she would steal things for them. She didn't really want to do it, but she didn't want to lose them as friends either. She did it. When they tried to get out of there, just as they were by the door the detector went off. Keshia's jaw droped. The woman asked them to come to the counter. She noticed that Keshia had it all over her face that something was wrong,and she saw shirts in her bag. She asked the girls to stay until the cops came.<br />
When they got there they asked every girl what happened. Keshia told the cops that she was peer pressered into stealing the shirts, but the other girls said that she took the shirts when they werent looking. Now Keshia had to spend time in jail for something she was peer pressured into doing. She'll never trust a soul nor will she be able to go to med school, and become a doctor.  ]]></description>
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            <dc:date>2011-09-22T19:48:33-05:00</dc:date>
            
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						<title>All About Me -- 09-15-11</title>
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						<description><![CDATA[Visual Representation<br />
Hello my name is Karly Booker, and for English I designed this binder that represents me by doing so I added four pictures and a quote that I liked and thought represented me. My first picture was a picture of something that I liked, and that was a picture of Texas. I like Texas because it’s a wonderful state, and I had lots and lots of friends.  Basically I loved the place.<br />
 	My second picture was a picture of something that resembled me. I chose a picture of a famous comedian by the name of Dave Chapelle. My third picture was a picture of a memory from a book that I have read. The book that I’ve read was <em>Star Girl</em> by Jerry Spinelli.<br />
The memory that I had from this book was when star girl came to a new school, and she didn’t know anyone. She was still herself. She was independent. She didn’t need anyone. And that’s why I loved the book.<br />
 	My last and favorite picture that I used was a picture of my best friends and I. When we were at our last dance. I love them to death, and miss them dearly. For my quote I wrote "why fit in when you were born to stand out"-(my mom). That quote to me means be yourself follow your own path, and don’t be different for someone that doesn’t really care for you. thank you for reading.<img alt="" src="http://bestuff.com/images/images_of_stuff/210x600/dave-chappelle-13505.jpg?1173343944" /><img alt="" src="http://images.fanpop.com/images/image_uploads/Texas-Longhorns-university-of-texas-652390_1173_885.jpg" /></p><br />
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            <dc:date>2011-09-15T11:43:10-05:00</dc:date>
            
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