… contains many references to 'possessions of character.' Many things Lt. Cross carries were carried by all, including: military equipment, stationery, photographs, diseases, food, the land of Vietnam itself, their lives, and even more. O'Brien highlig…

… in the outback and her father owned a cattle property on the outskirts of Melbourne. It was going to be yet another boring holiday, stuck on the property with only the cows to keep her company. Dylan was on a bus on his way to a rural property on…

… cape and mask image drawn by the many cartoon characters. A true hero exempts insignificant measures of being lost in the crowd. This heroic persona was embodied through the character "Z" in the animated Steven Spielberg movie Antz produced by "DreamWork…

… the bridge and watched as yet another one jumped. Their body flailed limply in the air as various obscenities were screamed before they finally hit the water below. No matter how many people I saw doing it, for some reason I could not talk myself into…

… many people live in the country; why does each person choose to live where they do? In the following essay I will outline the good and bad of living in both places, then you decide where you would like to be. Living in the country is wonderful;…

… when I have to let go something special. I received James's call early in the morning and he told me that he would be bringing me out for dinner that night. I was so excited to meet him as I had not seen him for the past few months. James went oversea…

… journey for me. My life started out basically as a vacation. I began traveling the United States in the back seat of my moms Buick at the age of four. From surfing the bright windy beaches of southern California, to panning for gold in the quiet…

… those are my favorite colors. I would like to be put into a box of sixty-four or more because there would be other crayons to talk with if crayons could talk. As a newborn crayon I probably came from a big blob of hot, melting wax. Then I was rolled…

… he was going to steal my sandwich if I didn?t hurry up and eat it. He was born in the exotic part of the Amazon and had a jaunty skin color. So I tried to parry my sandwich by wavered my arms wildly. I connected with his jaw and made him angry. A mathema…

… has been torn away. Ratty pant-cuffs grind under my filthy shoes as I casually strut my way down the sidewalk. The sound of a wallet-chain banging repeatedly against my leg gives rhythm to movement. A shirt, far too large for a child of nine, drapes…