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Building Beautiful Memories while on a Summer Road Trip
Julia, Suzzane, Martha, Tom and Peter were college friends. They decided to spend the upcoming summer break with a road trip to the Copacobana beach in Rio De Janeiro, Brazil. On a casual lunch meeting they decided their date of travel, mode of travel and the scheduled itinerary for their travel. On the day of their scheduled departure for the trip, Martha, Tom and Peter arrived in a black coloured Range Rover over to the residence of Julia and Suzzane. Each of them got ready for the outing. Summer monthswww.onedoor.cc offer the perfect time to head out on a road trip. The Sun was shining bright and the bir...
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George walked up to the kitchen table. He observed his surroundings, glancing slightly at the window he let out a soft sigh. The outside was so beautiful, or was it? He shrugged his shoulders. The view, honestly, had been the same view that it had been for the past few days. He decided to put the thought of the outside world aside. He felt his mouth dry into the form of a slight raisin. He shuddered and walked to the refrigerator. He clasped his hands around the fridge and tugged at the door. Before him, standing right in the depths of the refrigerator was a glass of water. He clasped his hand...
Weather Change
Thoughts rushed through my mind like never before. School. I didn’t want to go again. Ever, ever again. “See you tonight after school” My mum called out to me as I slammed the car door shut in frustration. “Bye,” I called out as I waved at her with a look of disgust. I knew today would be much the same as every other. People would tease me, bully me just like what had happened to others at the school I was at before because of me and my gang. As I entered the school gates again, the same thing happened. The way cleared for me to walk through. No one ever came over to me, no one wanted me as t...
A new path
Per tradition, the two friends met for their yearly picnic. A tradition that started in the summer of eighth grade, right before high school. It was an idea brought up by my mom, who was excited about all of the clubs I was joining and wanted me to share my plans with Maria, my best friend since the second grade. “Ugh, can’t you find anywhere with air conditioning to eat?” I complain. “I could but the outdoors is just so lovely, you are just dramatic,” says Maria. It is a cool 89 degrees outside, with 70 percent humidity, as it is the mosquito-filled month of August in Florida. This year was g...