… to somebody else, and return it to them at a later time.'But is this as clear as it's presented in the dictionary? Does this action lead to unpleasurable consequences? Borrowing is a doomed cause. It ends with its beginning, like a closed circle…

… chance to inform you of the vast impact you have had in influencing my life so far. In addition to this I would like to take this chance to thank you for your support, encouragement and love. Mrs. Calamatta, you have always been the solid rock in…

… just how much I have changed in the last four years. It's amazing; I mean I have physically changed in the obvious sense. I have grown taller, my hair has grown longer, I am now in smaller clothes sizes and my body has changed form the body of a child…

… and not one person would pay any attention to me. Now today I'm a star. I will no longer be looked upon with scorn and dismissed with a shake of the head. Now people look at me with admiration and its I doing the dismissing not somebody else. …

… are numerous various male and female roles, that between husband and wife, mater and servant relationships as well as the relationship between men and women in the set society which is patriarchally based. The male/female relationships have a large…

… century lost in thought Audience - Her conscious Purpose - To entertain Heading - Husband coming home. Which incorporates the twist Length - 500 words *<Tab/>Husband is dead *<Tab/>Circumstances of her life *<T…

… the car seemed to numb themselves on my excited body. The high howl of the wind drowned out my already blown speakers, but I had my own music playing in my head. It was a get-away song with its crescendo accented by the scream of sirens behind me.…

… sheets of water with a backdrop of icy sleet during the more quiet times. Most of the lights were out in New Lynn, as the majority of the townsfolk had retired off to bed to usher past the cantankerous evening. Even the main street of Ur' Blazvos,…

… the building elluded to the casual passer-by, the air was heavy with a sweet pungent odor, . A dozen tables littered the common room, most of them occupied by locals with a couple seating obvious travelers by their garb. A heavy ironwood U-shaped bar…

… smelling amber mead up for Reeve, who counted out the copper from his purse, tossed them on the counter, took his drink and turned to face the common room. His eyes darted across tables and the faces, some animated and jovial, other sullen and dark.…