English 301: Expository Writing

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     A young woman went to the pastor of her church.  "Oh Father," she cried.   "There is this evil being within the walls of my home. It screams all day and all night. These ear piercing screams, it never stops!"
     "What is it?" he asked.
     "Oh, it's awful! It's so loud... all the time...it just never stops!" she said crying as she fell upon his lap.
     "If it upsets you so, my dear, get rid of it!" he exclaimed.
     "That's what I'll do! Oh, thank you Father!" the woman said running out of the church. 
     When she arrived home, she heard those awful screams again. "I must kill it. Father said so," she thought as she went to the kitchen. Walking out with a butcher knife, she goes to the screaming object and continues to stab it until the screaming stopped.
     Covered in blood, the young mother stands over her dead child and said, "Now what?"


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Just a little rambling....

When I walked out to my car this morning, a seagull was sitting there, making its seagull noises.  Now it has always baffled me why exactly we have seagulls here, I dunno, but right now I don't care.  All of a sudden, my mind started wandering to the beach. How long it has been since I have seen the ocean and how I would love to live by it.  Right now I am sitting at my desk looking out the windows.  All I can see is the tops of trees.  Such a beautiful sight.  Reminds me of the last mountains you hit in Cali right before you see the ocean.  Am still hearing the seagulls and the passing cars sound like waves crashing on the coast.  The breeze that comes through my windows is amazing, such like an oceanfront breeze.  And i don't feel like I am in Iowa anymore.  I feel as if I just jumped over those trees the ocean would be waiting for me.  I can almost smell that wonderful salt smell. The memories of everytime I have been at the ocean is coming back.  All I have to do is close my eyes and I can see them, so clear.  Am so relaxed, nothing is bothering me today, everything is good, everything is happy.  I just sit here and smile at those trees.  Listening to the sounds, almost believing that the ocean is right there beyond those trees.  That is, until I hear the sirens.  The sirens of police cars and ambulances.  Then I remember that under those trees is the hood, not an ocean.  But it's ok.  Some little part of my heart still thinks that the ocean is there on the other side.  The part in my hear that still pretends.  And I will let it go, why bother to kill that part of your heart? What fun would that be?  I definately wouldn't be this happy or relaxed if that part didn't exist.  So I'll just let that little piece in my heart believe that on the other side of those trees in Iowa is the ocean.  And that I can hear the waves crashing and the seagulls.  Is one of the most peacefull sounds I have ever heard.  And I'll allow that little piece of my heart to make me happy by believing, cuz every time that I think that it is, I smile.  And I'm all for anything that makes me smile.  And now that I sound like a raving lunatic, I shall stop here before the men in the white jackets come to get me, but even if they do, I'll still think I'm at the ocean and I'll still smile.

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