Original Writing Coursework

I always knew I was different, but it wasn't until I hit the 4 or 5 mark, when I first started interacting with other children my age, that I realised I wasn't normal, and in this culture, not being normal, was bad. I started to realise I was unique in lots of small situations, such as in class the teachers would ask us if we knew the answer, the other children would comply and quite often get it wrong. How often I lay awake wondering, if they could do what I do, would there be any need for this? Is it all a sham? That was when the paranoia set in, the endless tumbling or random thoughts in my mind as they swirled around questioning every flicker in another persons eye, every dodgy look sent my way was examined analysed and pondered. At such a young age of course this had a negative impact on me, and I was very much alone in that place, as the other children avoided me because in my own way I shunned them, alienated them, to afraid to get to close to them, to insecure really, all because of this, this 'gift' I had. If I was a second rate charlatan, in some country fete that sat in the back of a dark tent with a scrap of cloth across my eyes, I would claim I could read minds, and then it would be a case of off I go to the mental hospital; "Hello miss, I can read your mind, and I know just how much you despise us and if you had your way you would hang us from the third

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  • Level: AS and A Level
  • Subject: English
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Macbeth

Macbeth Who is responsible for the murder of king Duncan? The story of Macbeth dates back to around 1000 years ago. Shakespeare wrote this play in 1606 around this time a lot of things had happened to influence what Shakespeare wrote in the play Macbeth. One of the main events that persuaded Shakespeare to write the play was in 1605 when a man named Guy Fakes had plotted to kill king James and all the members of parliament by blowing up the house of parliament. This was known as the gunpowder plot, Shakespeare had been aware of this incident and was a close friend of the king so decided to write a play called Macbeth about the death of a king. At the begging of the play we are introduced to three witches, Shakespeare thought to and witches because in those days a lot of people believed in things like witchcraft even king James himself. These withes turn out to be a main part of the play because most people would say they are the main reasons to why Macbeth decided to kill the king. Another vital character in the kings death is Macbeth's with Lady Macbeth who taunts and emotionally blackmails Macbeth into killing the king some will say she was the main reason behind Macbeth killing. Other people would say it was Macbeth's greed that leads him to kill the king. The witches maybe to blame for Macbeth killing king Duncan because the witches had predicted that Macbeth would

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  • Level: AS and A Level
  • Subject: English
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One Night.

Original writing: One night I had an argument with my brother, I was so angry that I decided to go outside for a walk. I didn't tell anyone that I was going out for a walk I just grabbed my coat and went outside. It was dark and it was late almost 12 midnight. But I wasn't thinking about that the only thing that was in my mind was the silly augment with my brother. He had spent all my money that I had saved up to buy a brand new bicycle. As I was walking along, I sow what appeared to be two men chasing a boy about my age. His hands were tide together his clothes were ripped and it looked like as if he was running for his life because the two man had long sharp blades. I just stopped right there, my hart started beating fast, I started sweating and I was shaking like a leaf. I thought about going home before they spot me and start chasing me but then I thought about what would happen to the boy if I didn't do something. Luckily I had my phone with me so I called the police and told them what was going on, but they said that they will be there in about 30 min. But that would be too late, so I thought about destructing them until the police came. And I had to do it quick because it looked like the two man had cornered the boy and he had no were to go. I went closer to

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  • Level: AS and A Level
  • Subject: English
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English short story.

The calmest day of summer so far, has finally reached the peaceful town of Bikaly, and a drowsy silence swept over the empty streets. A gentle breeze rushed its way between the surroundings, causing the trees to sway lazily from side to side, its leaves parching yellow from the drought that had left only a few days before this beautiful day. The silence though was very soon broken by a long black limo, which drove swiftly up the quite road, causing echoes to shift around the streets that the limo had past. A young girl, about fifteen years of age gazed excitedly yet impatiently out of the limo's open window, her beautiful brown hair dashed with the wind, caused by the speed. "Are we nearly there?" she young girl asked, her voice soft and gentle. "Nearly there, Miss Cassandra," the driver beamed, somehow finding her impatiens amusing. "Just around that corner," he pointed his stubby finger at the road sign that read Comirwod Street and gave her yet another warm smile. The limo turned on to Comirwod Street and parked right before a beautiful cream coloured house, which told Cassandra she had finally arrived. Excitedly, she shot out of the car, her backpack in her right hand and yelled out her goodbye to the driver so quickly that her words were unclear, though he didn't seemed very much bothered by that, and instead gave a small wave, which was completely unnoticed, for

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  • Level: AS and A Level
  • Subject: English
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In what ways is the environment of your country threatened

In what ways is the environment of your country threatened? Propose measures and solutions. Our survival depends on how well we handle our environment. The term environment refers to mountains, land, seas, oceans, forests and rivers. It also includes men, animals and plants. Mauritius, being a small country, is prone to many environmental hazards. Environmental pollution has become a great menace to man. Our environment is threatened in many ways including modernization, industrialization, deforestation, urbanization, agriculture, transport and travel and tourism. Measures and solutions are being taken to reduce them as eliminating them is impossible. The rapid growth of population is the most important cause in the imbalance of our environment. The larger the population, the greater the facilities and resources are required. Mauritius, being on of the small islands developing state is limited in size and resources. The demands of the population are increasing day by day and this is causing harm to our surroundings. There is not much space available for agriculture. If the growth is not checked, the pollution will get worsened. Modernization and industrialization in a tiny country like ours are having harmful effects on the environment. There is no proper zoning system in the country. The setting up of industries anywhere is giving rise to all types of

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  • Level: AS and A Level
  • Subject: English
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VOTES FOR WOMEN

Daffodils/ I wandered lonely as a cloud - By William Wordsworth. I WANDER'D lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the Milky Way, They stretch'd in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced; but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company: I gazed -- and gazed -- but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils. I will be speaking to you all about the poetic techniques in the poem Daffodils or as it is also called - I wandered lonely as a cloud. The poem is by a very successful author William Wordsworth . The title, 'Daffodils' is a simple word that reminds us about the arrival of the spring season, when the field is full of daffodils. Daffodils are yellow flowers, having an amazing shape and beautiful fragrance. A bunch of daffodils symbolize the joys and happiness of life. The theme of the

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  • Level: AS and A Level
  • Subject: English
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writing to entertain

Kerry: Too Much Too Young THE NIGHT HAD BEGUN quite normally for us: in a pub. I'd just turned thirteen and had been living with Mum and her boyfriend Dave Wheat in London's East End for a couple of months. She'd been out all day 'kiting'. She'd taken orders from friends and neighbours, then gone to different shops using stolen credit cards to buy £50 to £100 worth of stuff in each one. Afterwards she'd sell everything on at half the price. While she 'worked', Dave would wait for her with a drink in a pub nearby. They'd had a good day and we'd gone to the Three Rabbits to round it off with their friend Barbara, who was a heroin addict at the time, her redhead husband Micky and their eight-year-old daughter Sharon. The Three Rabbits was a smoky old-fashioned pub on the Romford Road, in the heart of London's East End. In those days it was a real gangster haunt, where men carried guns or knives in their leather jackets and weren't afraid to use them. There were worn stools by the long wooden bar, a patterned carpet that had seen better days, tables covered in glass stains, beer mats and overflowing ashtrays, and two pool tables. Seeing the film Moulin Rouge when I was older reminded me of what it was like, because the guys who drank there were all such weird characters. There was the midget; the one who kept passing out; the one who was a bit of a lunatic; the funny one; the

  • Word count: 660
  • Level: AS and A Level
  • Subject: English
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