Andrew Robinson
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I am a senior BSED major at West Chester University of Pennsylvania. I have loved writing since I was in high school and look forward to influencing the next generation's writing and reading skills.
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The Time Was 11:27
Jenny dreamed the dream again. When she awoke, she checked the clock. 11:27, it read, just like every other time she could remember when she awoke from the dream. She didn’t remember exactly what she had dreamed, which was the norm for her, but she had the unmistakable feeling that it was the dream. For as long of the twelve years of her life that she could remember, which was roughly the last six, Jenny had dreamed the dream.
By Andrew Robinson4 years ago in Fiction
The Final Game
Parker groaned and looked at the clock, which read 8:05 AM. From 4:00-10:00 PM on Friday night, he had been making up schoolwork that he missed during his vacation to the Bahamas the week before, and went to bed early due to exhaustion. Now, though, he perked up considerably: it was finally Saturday morning! Suddenly wide-awake, the 5’9” 9th-grader got out of bed with a pep in his step, excited for what was promised to come later in the day, at 3:30 to be exact: a basketball game. His team, the Lakers, was made up of young teenagers that had quickly become his friends – Danny, Caleb, Matt, Xander, Tyler, Dylan, and Shiv – and they loved playing together. This particular Saturday, however, was a bit bittersweet. It was the last game that all eight kids would be on the same team.
By Andrew Robinson4 years ago in Humans
