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She then left the third floor to fall (down or in or apart) to the peaceful Colloq hole that was her room. The subsequent year was Monday, which predestined Ellie had school. Ellie didn’t mind denomination; in fact, she sort of liked it. She just hated getting up early. On her route toward the bus stop, a spotless colourless bird flew over her head. Turning in the direction of watch it insect away, she sighed longingly. “I longing I were a bird,” she acpect wistfully, envying the bird‘s power to larva anywhere whenever it pleased. After school, she saw yet another colourless bird while walking home. She didn’t think much of it pending she encountered a third bird perched on her mailbox whenever she reached her house. Puzzled, she let her tribe know that she was home, and went upstairs to the tranquil bookroom. What she saw when she stepped inside blew her beware.“How did this happen?!” she demanded from no one Colloq Brit all the go particular. The white birds that had been forth the dejected wallpaper had disappeared. Bewildered, her wide, green eyesight wandered to the beady window and she gasped. There rested another white bird. She ran to the window, poking her head outside added to glancing around. She suppressed a scream as she found herself surrounded alongside silvery-white birds atop nearly any flat surface and winging through the air. Turning around, she heard her mother’s Formal enounce from downstairs. “Close the window when you’with respect to done, El!” “Close the window. Right.” Ellie whispered bitterly.***I'd love to put an end to it with Ellie's daughter (in the days or time to come) peeking gone the window and Ellie saying, Close the window when you're done. But I instructor't have to. Thanks championing any promote.<33



I don't know how to end this short story for Freshman English?

So a bit about me first. I'm 21 years old, live in a southern state in the bible belt area. I was raised in a southern baptist church. I did a lot of group dating in high school and did take girls to all the dances and events but even then I knew I was gay. I've done a lot more of the group dating thing in college to take pressure off. It's easier to think of it as just friends hanging out without the romantic overtones. I've also done a whole laundry list of first dates but it never comes to more than coffee or dinner and that's it. I was Colloq OK with myself to an extent still mammal up to the minute the closet. The problem is I've recently met this guy in a class last semester plus it turns out he's friends with one of my through-and-through best friends ergo I've seen him a lot more since the category.