.... before it finished licking my cheek, I came to my senses. I didn't understand what I dreamt about. After thinking about the dream for about ten minutes a went back to sleep. By next morning I had forgotten all about the dream. That morning , I was late as usual. I ran to the bus stop with my briefcase. My tie flew in the morning wind. Only thing that I hoped was that I would not be late to work, I had been warned couple of times about me being late. Luckily the bus too was late as usual. As I was boarding the bus I looked up for a vacant seat. What I saw then was quite unbelievable. Instead of looking for an empty seat I was perving on a beautiful woman. She looked to be ....

.... suddenly snapped. The car violently jolted to the right and the car was thrown off the road and onto a hill. The car was inches away from flipping but luckily no one seemed to be hurt. That experience really changed how I thought of my life, or so I thought. The next major experience was during this school year. I went out to a party one night, and I never expected to get into problems. I had a little to drink and I guess it clouded my mind so I had a lot more. I didn't think I was drunk until it was too late. The whole night blacked out and when I awoke I was in the Hospital. It turns out that I had drunken myself into a coma and if I wasn't taken to the hospital I would ....

.... covering his mouth, and threw him into the waiting car. Joel stepped into the driver’s seat and eased the car off down the road. The boy, Adam Martins had witnessed what was turning out to be the most important case in the state’s history, and after the FBI had uncovered the Mafia link they were left with no choice but to take Adam into safety. They presumed that the Mafia was watching every move made by Adam and his family, and the FBI couldn’t risk telling the boy’s mother or any other family members. Adam sat in the backseat, squeezed between two agents. He was confused, still half asleep and luckily, very quiet. The dark car turned off the freeway and drove carefu ....

.... was changing in my uncle’s personality. He started using illegal substances occasionally and then he was introduced to more harmful and more addictive drugs. He would read books about becoming a pharmacist and it was very obvious that his knowledge of drugs would either get him into trouble or make him successful. He was a full time student, but he was on the wrong road and his teachers had no idea. If only one teacher had taken the initiative to try to help my uncle with his interest in pharmaceuticals, maybe he could have used his knowledge in a positive way. Teachers are supposed to be role models and people that teenagers can talk to, whether they are havin ....

.... weeks of being put in the spotlight. Every inch of my life was put under a big magnifying glass. Every mistake I made in the last fourteen years was read bunch of know-nothings who sit and pretend to run a hospital. The mistakes weren't very frequent, at least, not until I started to drink. I suppose you want to know the reason I started to drink. Well, I mess up big time during a triple bypass and killed a patient. That's when the drinking started and the drinking lead to the death of another patient. Now I drink even more and remember even less which means its working. About a month ago I left England, which is where I worked, and moved here to a small f ....

.... there was no female species in existence in that land. The women’s arrival to Helrac highlighted the absence of men, but as women often do, they forget about them. Helrac were furnished with similar surroundings but governed by ten-armed, one-eyed, green citizens. In this surrounding women were the aliens, and the citizens became more attractive to them as men became blurred in their mind. Helrac had similar transportation with more advanced technology, houses were compact, and the imaginary streets were infested with " absolute stop " signs with the subscript " violators can be fined up to 10,000 H. " No later than three minutes after the women’s arrival were the s ....

.... the bravery to be such a harbinger of bad news but he could at least avenge Okonkwo's tragic death. Images of the milky white Christians who had arrogantly invaded the village flashed before Obierika's eyes. It drove him into frenzy, running into trees and ripping the plants and his own hair. " The Christians will die! They treat us like animals to be herded to wherever it best serves them, to die or to be converted into a life of death. The Christians will die, the Christians will die!" Obierika screamed the manta over and over, aware of his inhuman and mangled voice. Not as mangled as the Christians made Nwoye to become one of them, he was the fine and sensible ....

.... forcing me to zip my jacket over my chin. It's strange how the gray clouds, which seemed so far above me at the bottom, really didn't appear that high anymore. If I had a tall enough ladder, I mig ht be able to touch them. As I gazed out over the landscape, the city below seemed unrecognizable. The enormous buildings which I had driven past earlier looked like dollhouses a child might play with. The towering smokestacks of the factories wou ld not have caught my eye had it not been for the tiny stream of gray emerging from them. At this distance, the smoke spiraled upward like tree branches reaching for the sky. The air was raw and stung me through my man ....