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…Your environment and the people you grow up with may be your house but it doesn’t necessarily mean it is home to you. It’s not your parents or the people you have to live with. The people you live with aren’t the people that influence who you…

…YOUR WIFE IS NOT YOUR SLAVE By: Lee A. Zito Late at night I wake up terrified of the darkness the absolute silence It makes me wish I could have stayed asleep Safe and sound in my utter subconscious The sun comes out and Im still alive gotta…

…. If you want to be given credit for your work, and you should!!! Please include your name and e-mail address. There is nothing wrong with submitting your paper. Teachers have no right to get upset with you for publishing your work. IT'S YOURS…

…Your Dreams Each and every night when you go to sleep, chances are that you will experience a dream. Your dream may be either scary or pleasant and it may contain many different people, places, or things. The content of your dream doesn’t matter…

…Your late, what's your excuse this time? No, no I don't want to hear it you can tell me later in detention, sound familiar? Well to half the students in my school it does. That was the usual answer that teachers distribute when students are late…

…"Your Mail" People make things what they are. A tool in one person's hand would not be used or held quite the same as in another. It is my opinion that e-mail and its habits are as individual as the individual. Its use can enable wonderful…

…Good essay about your left and right brain Your brain has two sides. And each has a distinctly different way of looking at the world. Do you realize that in order for you to read this article, the two sides of your brain must do completely…

…Good essay about your left and right brain none Your brain has two sides. And each has a distinctly different way of looking at the world. Do you realize that in order for you to read this article, the two sides of your brain must do completely…

…Your Choice 'Battle scars on my arm, I look at them in awe, I see a glimpse into the past, a time I thought I wouldn't last, I see myself within my scars, the truth the lies they are all me, if only it was then when you could see, a lake of fire…

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