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    Anybody wanna help me?

    I need two short stories for tomorrow, I've already done four and now my brain is done.

    I need one about a soldier, and one about a child soldier killing zombies. There is a nice shiny E-cookie in it for you. The rules aren't to strict, plus at this point I don't give a damn, and believe it or not I need these to pass English 12.

    "the bus came by and I got on, that's when it all began...there was Cowboy Neal at the wheel of a bus to never-ever land."


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    Cheater!!!!! Cheater!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *points finger at you, looking for teacher* He's cheating, teacher!!!!!!!!!!
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    We are what we think. All that we are arises with our thoughts. With our thoughts, we make the world.
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    Quote Originally Posted by Pheard
    No.
    You couldn't do it anyways, you aren't man enough.

    "the bus came by and I got on, that's when it all began...there was Cowboy Neal at the wheel of a bus to never-ever land."


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    You guys suck.

    Quote Originally Posted by some amazing guy, he must be God
    Saving the world; Just another day.
    Treasure chest: Toy soldier.

    I sat in my foxhole with the rain pouring down onto my comrades and I relentlessly. Below us lay the training camp for the enemy guerrilla forces, we had been waiting for 12 hours and I was beginning to cramp up. through my infrared goggles, I could see one or two guards milling about, and the rest of the camps inhabitants inside the ancient canvas tents. the guards were not paying attention to the jungle around them, only to their own uncomfort and the rain splattered ground in front of them. I adjusted my position again to help relieve some of the pressure points that had been developing, but I quickly got patted on the shoulder by my commanding officer telling me to shut the **** up. my *** was cold in my hands, and I hoped it wouldn’t fail me in the upcoming firefight, a shout from below shook us from our trance. down the road from the camp, three vehicles approached. two covered trucks led by a Landrover, the guards rushed to the gate to let them in. This was it, the package had arrived . The guards had trouble rolling the gate open in the deep mud, they had it open a few feet when it got hung up in deep mud. We decided this was our best chance to move in. We had our sharp shooters positioned. The first sniper fired and hit the driver in the ear. Within a second the other shooters has squeezed off their own shots, two soldiers were hit in the face and the passenger of the Deuce and a half truck was shot in the eye. Silently our men moved in to take possession of the truck, when all hell broke loose. One men was hit in the knee with a .50 round blowing his leg clean away from his body, the other men had their torso’s ripped apart by machine *** fire. We returned fire and sprayed with our *****s, making sure not to hit the truck with the precious payload. The enemy were rushing to the gates, we could not let them get there before us. We opened up the sky and tried holding them back with mortar fire, it seemed to be working. Just then I had a bullet rip through my trapezuis neck muscle, blowing away part of my shoulder and rendering my right arm useless. I tried sandbagging my weapon and shooting from that position, but it was horribly inaccurate. It seemed we were pinned down with no chance. Just then one of our mortar shells landed on a ammo cache towards the rear of the camp. The noise was tremendous and the majority of the men were incapacitated. Suddenly we had the upper hand again, I fired my weapon with all my might and strength. After the smoke had cleared and the guns stopped firing I realized the entire front line was gone and my entire platoon was dead. It was up to me to run down to hell and rescue the truck and deliver the truck with the precious payload. I scampered down the hill and slipped in the mud landing my crippled shoulder under an exposed root. I heard a noise I, to this day will never forget. My entire arm, laid next to me, totally detached from the rest of my body. In a state of shock I picked it up and ran towards the idling heaven that awaited me. Just then I was knocked to the ground again, but this time it was not from a root, now a rock. It was from one of the commie bastards we were fighting, he was unarmed and tried to fight me, without thinking I started flailing my detached limb at him beating him to death with my own torn apart appendage. I dragged myself into the truck and tore 60 miles to our own base, when I got there I passed out, I awoke four days later in the hospital with my head sergeant barking at me. I was wondering what he was so irate about, I had just returned the most powerful weapon ever known to it’s rightful owners.

    I then heard something about IMP’s. I listened closer to what the sergeant was ranting about. Turns out we didn’t rescue the weapon, but instead a truck containing the adversaries lunch. The weapons was delivered to another camp and our country was minutes away from doom.

    Dammit.
    I'm about midway done the Zombie one.

    "the bus came by and I got on, that's when it all began...there was Cowboy Neal at the wheel of a bus to never-ever land."


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    Done. I wonder if he's going to write me counseling letter for this one.

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    Treasure chest: Child with ***.

    Timmy looked around the corner of the old building. Sweat poured down his forehead. Every little noise in the desolate apocalyptic wasteland that used to be a city made him wince and look about. It had been days since he had seen a normal human... and even then no one was normal anymore. Everyone so gripped by fear had lost control of rational thought, Timmy decided it was best to leave the others and fend for himself. His ammo supply was low... enough for the occasional confrontation, but not a full blown group like he had encountered earlier that day. out from another corner, a man stumbled about, half hunched over, arms dangling by his sides, and head rapidly moving from side to side as if looking for something. he was wearing dress pants and a white dress shirt, but both were so dirty and torn up they looked hardly like the quality clothes they once were. the man looked to be over 50, judging by the graying hair, but his face was covered in blood so it was hard to determine. Just then he stopped and turned his face to the sky and looked about. Suddenly his head snapped in the direction of Timmy. His whole body seemed to launch from its previous position into a full blown sprint, with both arms outstretched towards Tim. The man let out an unearthly wail that sent Timmy into action. Swinging his ***** up to his shoulder he took careful aim and lined up the sites with the mans chest. He squeezed the trigger and 3 rounds blasted from the *****. The man took two in the chest and the third shot missed. Timmy quickly fired off another burst at the oncoming predator. The mans whole chest exploded from the furring of shells colliding with his body. Another round had blown into his head, ripping off the top of his skull. The man tumbled to the ground, the gentle tingling of the spent cartridges bouncing off the pavement at Timmy’s feet were the only sounds now. "Damn zombies" Timmy cursed as he cautiously advanced towards the body. He examined the body laying lifeless at his feet, it looked like his neighbor Mr. O’Connel, but it was hard to tell with the top of the head missing. He no longer cared, his heart was hard as stone and his body filled with hate. How could the government let something like this happen. How could the government let this type of weapon get used on their country, turning Almost everybody into these lifeless beasts that now wonder around in search of brains to eat. Just then, Timmy heard a rustle in the bushes behind him, He lowered his body and took careful aim. He slowed his breathing and held his ***** true, ready to release another deadly burst of lead out of his machine. Just then he was grabbed from behind, he swung his head back and struck his assailant in the face, he turned around and pulled the trigger. Nothing happened, he shook his weapon and tugged at the bolt till the stubborn round fell out. He raised his rife again and took aim, he noticed his attacker was pleading not to kill her. He lowered his ***** and noticed it was his own mother that was separated from the group days earlier. He thought she would have been eaten by now. She begged ‘TIM, DON’T SHOOT ME, PLEASE!’ Tim noticed the wound on her shoulder, and knew she would soon turn into one of them, he raised his ***** and took careful aim. He wanted to make sure the first shot of the 3 shot burst killed her so not to cause her anymore pain. Tears welled up in Timmy’s eyes. He didn’t want to do what every other kid had dreamed of once in their life but he knew he had to do it. He closed his eyes and muttered the words ‘Sorry mom, I love you’ and pulled the trigger. The pleading stopped. The cries of pain stopped. The world, stopped. He had done it, he had killed his mother. He could not help but feel bad, but he knew by ending her life she would not become one of them and wander around aimlessly in search of food.

    Just then Timmy was again grabbed from behind, he tried to escape but he couldn’t, he dropped his weapons and fought tirelessly against the attacker, just then he felt a sharp, horrible pain come from his neck. He had been bitten. That son of a ***** had bitten him. That was it, Timmy flew out and turned around, it was his father. He picked up his ***** and dropped the empty clip. He snapped a new clip in it’s place, 7.62X49 Full Metal Jacket. 46 of them, and unlike before he had no problem killing the person who had just made him everything he hated. Timmy didn’t even aim, he sprayed his father with the hot lead, blowing chunks away from his torso, making sure not to hit him in the head killing him, he made sure he let this one suffer. After firing off 45 rounds Timmy walked up to his stump of a dad, still groaning ‘Braaiinnsss, Braaaiinnsss’ He wound up and sunk the steel toe of his boot through the temple. He then put the barrel of the ***** in his mouth and pulled the trigger, thus ending his pain.
    Now time for a wank then bed.

    "the bus came by and I got on, that's when it all began...there was Cowboy Neal at the wheel of a bus to never-ever land."


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    here is a short soldier story:

    Pvt. First Class O'Neill walked cautiously through the abandon building. He noticed the door to the elevator had been blown off. He peeked up into the shaft to see if the elevator was coming. It was.

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    Cheaters suck.

    You're gonna be the lazy guy in the office who walks around talking all the time, while those of us who WORK for a living pick up the slack because YOUR work isn't getting done.
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    - it's pretty well established that Hitler was an *******.

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    Quote Originally Posted by KingTermite
    Cheaters suck.

    You're gonna be the lazy guy in the office who walks around talking all the time, while those of us who WORK for a living pick up the slack because YOUR work isn't getting done.
    We could email a link to his teacher
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    . “He who fights with monsters might take care lest he thereby become a monster. And if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you.”- Fredrick Nietzsche

    "We can judge the heart of a man by his treatment of animals." - Immanuel Kant

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    I'd bet that you were given time to write these and then procrastinated the time away.
    Do your own work.
    This should actually teach you one of those life lessons about responsibility and getting your work done on time.

    So as Pheard put it: NO

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    WTP,

    I've used BF to develop several papers, through refining my ideas. Some of the threads I've posted were to generate arguments relative to the topic I was to write about. It gave me a chance to test my ideas for coherence and clarity and showed me where further development was needed. Nothing wrong with using BF as a tool, but not as a resource to get others to do your research and work for you.
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    . “He who fights with monsters might take care lest he thereby become a monster. And if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you.”- Fredrick Nietzsche

    "We can judge the heart of a man by his treatment of animals." - Immanuel Kant

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    I say we help him in true foo fashion. my next post will be the first sentence of the short story. each poster has copy the text into their post and then write the next sentence.
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    Quote Originally Posted by colorider View Post
    Phobias are for irrational fears. Fear of junk ripping badgers is perfectly rational. Those things are nasty.

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    Ogonbo wiped the blood from his machete and looked sadly at the stack of mangled, broken, bodies that lay before him.
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    Quote Originally Posted by colorider View Post
    Phobias are for irrational fears. Fear of junk ripping badgers is perfectly rational. Those things are nasty.

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    Quote Originally Posted by jsharr
    Ogonbo wiped the blood from his machete and looked sadly at the stack of mangled, broken, bodies that lay before him.
    And started wondering if those pancakes he just ate were about to come back up. So Ogongo rushed outside.

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    someone once tried this in high school. Except the person who wrote it for them got the last laugh. They started the essay off great then about a page in it read something along the lines of. "to whom this may concern. This paper was not written by the person whose name is on the cover page. The essay was copied 100%. They didn't even take the time to proof read what was written in here. They deserve no credit on this essay and should fail. Now back to the story...."

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    Quote Originally Posted by KingTermite
    Cheaters suck.

    You're gonna be the lazy guy in the office who walks around talking all the time, while those of us who WORK for a living pick up the slack because YOUR work isn't getting done.
    You are totally right, I mean holding down school and still working 25+ hours a week doing hard labor in a steel shop must mean I'm a slacker .

    "the bus came by and I got on, that's when it all began...there was Cowboy Neal at the wheel of a bus to never-ever land."


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    I'm in the same boat as you. Grades close tommorow for the term at my school. I have to write a suicide letter for Lady Macbeth from Shakespeare's Macbeth. However I read the story 2 months ago and It didnt even make sense to me then.

    Oh and with out it my average in english is an F.

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    Whoa Charlie!!

    Try going to school (college) from 8am to 4pm straight - no breaks, all solids- rushing off to work to do a 4 to midnite shift so you can pay your own rent and school at the age of 18, rushing home to eat and do homework, up by 6am to work in the Library before class starts. Working in the print factory on the weekends 8am - 5pm and then still having to do more homework.
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    Quote Originally Posted by Siu Blue Wind
    Whoa Charlie!!

    Try going to school (college) from 8am to 4pm straight - no breaks, all solids- rushing off to work to do a 4 to midnite shift so you can pay your own rent and school at the age of 18, rushing home to eat and do homework, up by 6am to work in the Library before class starts. Working in the print factory on the weekends 8am - 5pm and then still having to do more homework.
    I've had to work for 26hours straight, sleep for six work 19 hours, sleep for 12 hours and then go to school. I thought it sucked pretty bad. Especially where the work was boring. I was changing out thousands of lightbulbs at a mall so they could have energy efficient ones.

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    Quote Originally Posted by I_Suck_At_BMX
    I've had to work for 26hours straight, sleep for six work 19 hours, sleep for 12 hours and then go to school. I thought it sucked pretty bad. Especially where the work was boring. I was changing out thousands of lightbulbs at a mall so they could have energy efficient ones.
    Now THAT is hard. My boyfriend's schedule was like that! I feel bad for you. Your sleep and eat pattern gets thrown off and you are in a cloud till you get a solid day off with solid sleep.
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    Quote Originally Posted by Siu Blue Wind
    Now THAT is hard. My boyfriend's schedule was like that! I feel bad for you. Your sleep and eat pattern gets thrown off and you are in a cloud till you get a solid day off with solid sleep.
    Not to mention it was late at night most of the time I was working so my diet was bottle after bottle of Mountain Dew. (I didnt bring a lunch and there was a vending machine with soda so thats all I had). As soon as the mall reopened I marched down to the food court and had some taco bell.

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    I hear ya. It's crazy now that we look back, isn't it?

    The only thing I can say is that it builds us up to be able to cope with stress better. And to be a little bit tougher when it comes to having so much on our plate.

    S U R V I V A L..................
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    School + part time work was a cake walk compared to almost every job I have had.

    Factory work - required OT 12 hour 7 days a week until production schedule was met, this usually lasted 2 months (thanks GM), this usually occured every quarter leaving one month per quarter of normal work.
    PRison work - easier hours at 5 10's, but my life was actually in jeapardy constantly, and when working in the halfway house one guy didn't bother coming back, leaving a note with my address and a picture of my gf saying he was going to kill him for locking him down because he was abusing another prisoner.
    Sales at a sporting good store (hell I was transitioning a move of 5000km and I made lots in comissions) - ok school was harder than this one
    IT work - 40 - 100 hours a week, I can't schedule vacation more than 2 weeks out because of the requirements of our sales team AND I have to do various training modules etc...

    Heck not complaining, but for me, school was easy money compared to real life. I wish I could go back, maintain straight a's, party like I used to and worry about which girl I would date after that weeks football game. (ironically, I hated school, teachers and the curriculum, but thats a whole other storey)

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