The Waiting Room
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"Tick, Tock", that was the only noise that I could hear for the past few hours. I lifted my head, and glanced once again at the empty seats of the waiting room. As the ticking of the clock continued I began to feel my heart thumping to the rhythm of the clock. I waited for that door to burst open, and for the doctor to come out to reassure me that everything is fine."Tick, Tock", that was the only noise that I could hear for the past few hours. I lifted my head, and glanced once again at the empty...
I can see. She doesn't seem upset or particularly frightened. She didn't have the same expression that I had drawn on my face since they dragged me out of my class.
I can see. She doesn't seem upset or particularly frightened. She didn't have the same expression that I had drawn on my face since they dragged me out of my class.
As the moment of revelation was coming closer and closer, and as Kristen's pace was becoming faster and faster I felt the world suddenly orbiting in a slower motion. Even though there were very few seconds left for me to find out why I was in this waiting room for all this time, I felt like an eon had passed until I heard the door slam behind her.
Into the blazing stillness of grief, the mourning angst echoes like an unruffled midnight roar that brings forth the dread in every living creature in that once quiet lay in Lebanon. The affected are perplexed with helplessness, hunger, disease, isolation and foreboding, you will hear a piercing ill-omened outcry...
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High on a mountaintop overlooking the shoreline of Cruz Bay in St. John of the U.S.V.I., there sits a small restaurant called "Chateau Bordeaux." A mid-sized deck protrudes out the back of the restaurant. Nine tables are randomly placed on this patio, each with its own single white candle in...
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I have many exciting and eventful memories from my childhood. But one of the most vivid and close to my heart is the times I spend with my grandparents and cousins during the summer when I was a young. These memories will forever stay close to my heart as my...
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"A body, I"ll be there right away." As I stepped into the newly built, semi-detached, house on Mount Way I felt my body taken back with the odour that struck my scenes. As I walked deeper into the unimpaired home my eyes stung and my stomach churned with the strength...
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