Yesterday I was cleaning out my closet, when I came across an old cardboard box with the word "Treasure" written sloppily across it. I was about to throw it away when I realized what it was. This was my treasure box. This was where I kept all of my coolest and most precious items. As I...

The light shined on the patient. She had beads of sweat on her forehead and her cheeks were as red as apples. I looked across the bed and saw her husband holding her hand as tightly as possible while he held her knee up with the other. His face was full with excitement as his baby was to be born...

I woke up with a terrible headache. This is the first time I'm sleeping on a wooden bed. I opened my eyes, drowsily look around and saw an ancient cupboard right across me and it was quite scary to see my own reflection just across me. The mirror was attached to the black wooden cupboard w...

Emotional Hook, Line and Sinker Our assignment required us to locate an ad and to give a description and analysis. I searched through several different magazines. The one I decided on grabbed my attention with its cute humor and style. The ad is an image of a child's feet wearing a pair of s...

It seemed so long ago, the fire, the burning, and the screaming. I could not see my mother through all the smoke. It was a terrible experience I went through. I hope never to go though it again. Let's see...how did it begin? I could go back...no back further to tell the complete story. I...

In Loving Memory The most memorable event in my life was the death of my mother. It was not so much the way that she died, but the events that followed her death that had the most impact. Here is the story of those events. My mother was in and out of the hospital all my life, so when she was admi...

My name is Margaret Ingrid Forrester and I am 92 years old. I usually spend my time sitting on the porch watching the endless fields stretch out before me, the birds flying overhead, the wind blowing, rustling the leaves of the old oak tree. That tree has been here longer than I have. Oh, don't...

Living in a small town limits the number of places people can gather. Driving down the road towards my destination proved to me the lack of variation my town has. While surrounding cities are known for their downtown areas, I live in a city that is made up almost completely of gas stations and st...