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Essays by KT
My Special Place
Home
Affirming Diversity
Which Way Home
Mis experiencias con español
La figura de la madre
La redención
Manifestations of the Divine Brahma
The Six Models of the Church
Screwtape
Affirmative Action
Poverty
A Friend Is
A persuadir
Aprovecha el día
Armas de fuego
Asperger's Disorder
ASDs: Autism
Black Friday
Book Intro
Big Boys Dont Cry?
Cancion del pirata
Cell Phones
Cathedral Within
Change the World
Child Care
Civil Society
Community...
Conscience
Christian Family
Organ Donation
Deanne Bray
Don't
Time
Drug Testing
Memoria
Faith in Narnia
Fast Food?
Foundational...
Friends?
Guns and Games
Grenz Review
The Odyssey
I Am
Jesus the Christ
Keep the Laws!
Koinonia
La ciencia
La inmigración
Louis Braille
Marriage Reflection
Maria...
Media/Self-Image
Mi lugar de refugio
My Life (Erikson)
Morality
My Special Place
Ranas
Reflection -Marriage
Romance sonámbulo
Paul/Community
Public-service values
Philosophy/Christianity
Semana Santa
Smoking
Solidarity
Spe Salvi
Surprise!
Teen Suicide
Thanks/Adoration
Un Santo legendario
Better World
The Four Loves
"Jesus Freak" Picture
Mona Lupe
Mother of Jesus
Holy Eucharist
Religión en Niebla
The U.S. Economy
Todo es regalo
Trip to NY ...
True Friends
Una lección
Unlikeliest Friends
Santo legendario
Vs. and Verses
What's the Diff?
Walsh Review
Means to be Human
Million dollars
Witnesses
9/11

May 22, 2002
8th Grade Language Arts (Mr. Martin)

Where do I go when I am sad, mad, bored, or I just want to be alone in a quiet place? I go to my special place. My special place is my room. I quickly walk up twelve creaking, tan, wooden stairs. Then across my 125 inch hallway with five tiles and parts of other ones missing. My brother’s messy room with a green carpeted floor and a light teal painted ceiling and walls is to the left. To the right is my messy room with a blue and white carpeted floor and lavender painted ceiling and walls. When I walk into my room with a scent of burning wood and different scented candles I feel safe and secure.
I see my medium-sized bright orange Tigger wit ha long curly tail and light black stripes. I see my small stuffed animal bear named P.J. It is wearing turquoise pajamas with little race cars and flags on them. I look to my right and I see my twin-sized bed with baby blue, light pink and light lavender colored sheets on it. I also see my two soft and cuddly quilts. One has a bunch of different colored flowers on it. My favorite one is light blue and has Disney characters on it. I see my three pillows too. Once camper-sized pillow with a sky blue pillowcase with white clouds on it that my grandma made for me for my birthday. Another pillow, white and has a light blue pillowcase with flowers on it. Lastly there is my favorite pillow. It is white and fluffy and has a soft pillowcase on it. One side of it has a blue, green, and purple border, a blue background and Tigger with a ladybug in his paw in the middle. On the other side it has a purple and orange border, a purple background, and Pooh looking at a ladybug facing him in front of his nose. I lay down on my soft, noisy, comfortable bed and I instantly feel my soft sheets and quilt. With my lamp with a white, forty watt, type A light bulb, a rough, light brown lamp shade on it, I can read one of my favorite Lurlene McDaniel books slowly and quietly under the bright yellowish-colored light. I hop off of my bed and land on my soft, purple rug in front of my doorway and I see my pair of black, Nike, Dri-Fit, volleyball knee pads and my white competitive class, all court, Mikasa volleyball that smells like leather. I turn to the right and I see my black and sliver, Aiwa radio with a CD player and tape player on it. I also see my Ginny Owens CD right next to that. To the left are my candles. I made some and some are bought. I have five homemade ones that smell like crayons. My favorite one is the one that is shaped like a swan. I have five small store-bought ones and one big one. One of them is purple and it smells like lilac. A second one is white and smells like sugar plum. Another one is red and smells like peppermint. Another one is a light yellowish-tan color and smells like French vanilla. The last small one is white and smells like some sort of flower. The last one is apple-colored and smells like cinnamon.