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At last, Houston back in NCAA tournament, - KTVZ.com

The Cougars (19-15) got the No. 13 seed in the Midwest Region and will face fourth-seeded Maryland (23-8) on Friday in Spokane ... Guard Aubrey Coleman, the nation's leading scorer, was all smiles as he cradled the C-USA championship trophy, and ...

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Magic's Carter finding groove after rough start to 2010 - NBA

Asked about Stackhouse's disclosure now, Carter smiles, and mentions another body part ... did win the regular season title outright, while Duke shared the ACC regular season with Maryland. And is anyone going to argue with a straight face that the ...

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Resolved Question: please let me know what you think of my zombie story?

okay let me know what you think please...i probably need the criticism. i have not read one book about zombies. only comic books. the book is only 6 pgs. long so... PLEASE tell me what you think i dont care if its harsh! The house isn’t so bad. Every one is nice. Except Victoria, she’s a pain. “Your only seventeen Leslie! You cant run this house!” She always yells at me. I understand what she went through but we all went through it. I guess some people are stronger then others. She lost everyone but her dad and chip, her dog. The beds are comfy…better then my cold house. Probably infested with them by now. It’s hard to think about it but I get by. There’s twenty of us. I only bunk with six though. Samantha, we’ve grown to be great friends. She’s blond and athletic looking. Funny thing is she didn’t look athletic until a year ago when we started running from these things. George, he is adorable. He’s a little seven year old. His dad is here but outside, wondering the streets. I’m his mom now. At least that’s what he says. Matt and John are here. John’s a year younger then me but Matt is two years older. Hopefully the government will hear Marcus’s call. Marcus brought us here. He says we can survive somehow. Victoria and her dad have lost hope. Marcus is trying to talk some sense in to them. They plan to leave for Texas were supposedly theres a community of humans. We just laughed at them. What on this forsaken hellish planet are we going to do? Chapter 1 Hell overflows I woke to silence. It wasn’t the usual quietness of the early morning. Usually mom would be making blueberry pancakes while dad slept in the chair watching television. Something was wrong, something was horribly wrong. The only times this happened was either a family crisis or when they found out I got drunk at Rebecca’s last party. Slowly I tucked my cold feet into my snug warm slippers. Slippers were an important thing in the Hansen house. The floors were always cold. As I flicked the light on in the bathroom something moved. I felt stupid, I had saw myself in the mirror. My usual blotchy skin was perfect in the mornings. So white and awesome. I wasn’t to found of the mornings but I quickly became used to them by looking in the mirror. Sounds vain I know but I’m always the ugly one. I flung the brush through my hair. What was it with the side bangs anyway. Sure it was cute but…so overrated. I don’t want to be like everyone else. Instead of putting a bow in my hair or straitening it I let the snow white strands hang past my shoulders. I smiled at the little reminders behind my ear. I had had to many drinks at Becca’s party, stripped my hair in bright blue, then made out with Derek Hinsdale(Told my parents it was a bruise, they so did not go with it). He probably don’t remember it being he was drunk. Even if he remembered he wouldn’t want to ruin his reputation. He was the most socially popular, athletic, cutest guy in Maryland. Taking a cold shower to wake up and wash away the depression. It was ten o’ clock on a Saturday every one would flock to the mall. Being the most unsocial outcast in high school I decided to have some fun and go to. My closet was filled junk. Purple sweatshirts, striped pants, my sisters old belly shirt, and a hideous unicorn sweatshirt my Aunt Susan made me. As I walked down the stairs in my purple leather jacket, converse, black and white striped pants, and extra small white t my stomach growled. “Okay, Okay…Mom!” No answer. That was weird. “Mot…” A horrible smell attached its self to my nose. It smelled of burnt food spoiled milk and gym socks. Not wanting to turn the corner I eased around. Dad was sitting in his chair sleeping. “Hey popsicle.” Again no answer. What was going on… Had they found out that I snuck out last night to Becca’s? I started towards him. “Dad I was going to tell you guys but...” I clamped my hands over my mouth cutting off a scream. My dad was sitting in his chair with a blood soaked shirt. He wasn’t sleeping obviously, with a huge gaping hole on his shoulder. Other parts of him were torn off, his right arm hung on strands of flesh. Trying not to cry I ran to the kitchen were mom would be. I pushed open the swinging door quietly. At first it sounded like my dog mini was drinking her water. She always made a ruckus. “Mini?” Her pink bowl was filled with fresh water and puppy chow. If mom wasn’t here and dad was…dad was partially torn to pieces were in gods name was my mom? “Momma?” I peaked my head around the corner of the counter. Just my luck, there was a woman on her knees eating something. Looked like she was hungry to. “Mom?” The thing lifted its head. Sure enough it was my mom. She had a gap in her cheek so you could see all her teeth on the left side. Her mouth was covered in red with a huge piece of…meat hanging out of the gap. I couldn’t move as she slowly stood. She looked like a new species trying not to frighten away her prey. She stared at me withit may have been cut off by yahoo. um...so sorry if your in middle of a sentence and it cuts off! more

Resolved Question: Tell me what you think of my prologue, please.?

I kept her hand firmly in mine, gripping it tighter as we moved further away. "Aunt Clara, where are we going?" I looked down at the beautiful child with flowing tawny hair and those bright blue eyes. My gaze rested on the bandage on her temple. Even with the injuries, she looked so much like her mother though the resemblance to her father was outstanding. I shook my head to clear it. Meredyth trusted me. My sister believes that i'll be able to keep her little girl safe, but i cant even believe it myself. She's too special. Too rare. "We are going to a friend's house in a far away land called Maryland." I said dully, forcing a smile onto my face. Four year olds can easily tell if something was wrong or out of place, and they always questioned it. Alex didnt. I glanced back at the scene that was created. The rubble and broken bricks, still smoldering. That was once her home, of her parents home. Now it was nothing but trash to be picked up, and a memory of hers that will long be forgotten. "Where's mommy and daddy?" I felt the sweat break across my forehead, my palms, between my breasts. I have no children of my own. How was i supposed to tell my four year old niece that her parents were in hiding and she may never see them again? I stopped and kneeled down, taking both of her hands in mine. Her cheeks had a slight rosy tint to them, despite her having her fathers tan skin. Her mouth was still a dark blue from the blueberry popsicle i bought her an hour ago. She clumsily pushed the strands of free hair from her face, a flash of bubble gum-colored nail polish. "Alex, sweetie, they..." i closed my eyes to think, "You wont see them for a long, long time." She bit down on her bottom lip, her chin starting to quiver. "No, no! Dont cry, sweetie." i held her close and wished with all my heart that she would live a happy life with her new family. Kimberly Weston lived in a two-story home in Hampstead, Maryland, a small historic town full of parks and small shops on Main Street. I had to remind myself that i was the one to choose her as Alex's new family and Kimberly would take good care of her. I began to worry about equality amongst the children, for she had a son also, named Keane. But Kimberly seems like a loving mother and she was estatic when i chose them. This separation...It has left a giant hole in my chest, sharp with pain and eager to feed on sorrow. This is my sister's daughter, my niece, my kin. I tear escaped the corner of my eye, accidental. I stared into the eyes of her father. The eyes of those who are my peoples enemy. The enemy with power so far beyond what i have. "Do they live in a fairy tale?" she asked suddenly, her nose running. I pulled her back to look at her, but her tear-streaked face was serious. She had no idea of how right, how insightful she was at four years of age. My gaze shifted to the scenario fifty feet behind her, and realized that what she was living wasnt a fairy tale. It was a legend. A legend of one who was different, who must live among humans to stay alive. "Yes, and your the princess." i said truthfully. I pulled her up into my arms and walked over to the van. It was packed with what little her father had given to me, little things like her blanket, her knapsack, and a tiny figurine that was seven-inch tall, thin-framed girl with long wavy hair. Her arm was extended to the sky, and a White Raven perched on her palm, its wings ready for flight. "Come on, Princess." i said shakily, setting her into the car seat in the back. I buckled the straps and seat belt, smoothed her hair. She settled herself in and closed her eyes, her cheeks perfectly rounded and plump. I slid quietly into the drivers seat of the van, put the car in drive, and headed for Maryland. With everything inside me, i kmew that in thirteen years, i would return in her life after this long separation. I would be there to do what her parents couldnt. I would be there to introduce her to the world of love and magic. more

Resolved Question: This is part of a random story i'm writing. Tell me what you think.?

I kept her hand firmly in mine, gripping it tighter as we moved further away. "Aunt Clara, where are we going?" I looked down at the beautiful child with flowing tawny hair and those bright blue eyes. My gaze rested on the bandage on her temple. Even with the injuries, she looked so much like her mother though the resemblance to her father was outstanding. I shook my head to clear it. Meredyth trusted me. My sister believes that i'll be able to keep her little girl safe, but i cant even believe it myself. She's too special. Too rare. "We are going to a friend's house in a far away land called Maryland." I said dully, forcing a smile onto my face. Four year olds can easily tell if something was wrong or out of place, and they always questioned it. Alex didnt. I glanced back at the scene that was created. The rubble and broken bricks, still smoldering. That was once her home, of her parents home. Now it was nothing but trash to be picked up, and a memory of hers that will long be forgotten. "Where's mommy and daddy?" I felt the sweat break across my forehead, my palms, between my breasts. I have no children of my own. How was i supposed to tell my four year old niece that her parents were in hiding and she may never see them again? I stopped and kneeled down, taking both of her hands in mine. Her cheeks had a slight rosy tint to them, despite her having her fathers tan skin. Her mouth was still a dark blue from the blueberry popsicle i bought her an hour ago. She clumsily pushed the strands of free hair from her face, a flash of bubble gum-colored nail polish. "Alex, sweetie, they..." i closed my eyes to think, "You wont see them for a long, long time." She bit down on her bottom lip, her chin starting to quiver. "No, no! Dont cry, sweetie." i held her close and wished with all my heart that she would live a happy life with her new family. Kimberly Weston lived in a two-story home in Hampstead, Maryland, a small historic town full of parks and small shops on Main Street. I had to remind myself that i was the one to choose her as Alex's new family and Kimberly would take good care of her. I began to worry about equality amongst the children, for she had a son also, named Keane. But Kimberly seems like a loving mother and she was estatic when i chose them. This separation...It has left a giant hole in my chest, sharp with pain and eager to feed on sorrow. This is my sister's daughter, my niece, my kin. I tear escaped the corner of my eye, accidental. I stared into the eyes of her father. The eyes of those who are my peoples enemy. The enemy with power so far beyond what i have. "Do they live in a fairy tale?" she asked suddenly, her nose running. I pulled her back to look at her, but her tear-streaked face was serious. She had no idea of how right, how insightful she was at four years of age. My gaze shifted to the scenario fifty feet behind her, and realized that what she was living wasnt a fairy tale. It was a legend. A legend of one who was different, who must live among humans to stay alive. "Yes, and your the princess." i said truthfully. I pulled her up into my arms and walked over to the van. It was packed with what little her father had given to me, little things like her blanket, her knapsack, and a tiny figurine that was seven-inch tall, thin-framed girl with long wavy hair. Her arm was extended to the sky, and a White Raven perched on her palm, its wings ready for flight. "Come on, Princess." i said shakily, setting her into the car seat in the back. I buckled the straps and seat belt, smoothed her hair. She settled herself in and closed her eyes, her cheeks perfectly rounded and plump. I slid quietly into the drivers seat of the van, put the car in drive, and headed for Maryland. With everything inside me, i kmew that in thirteen years, i would return in her life after this long separation. I would be there to do what her parents couldnt. I would be there to introduce her to the world of love and magic.wow, lol, it was a prologue. Very good(: more

Resolved Question: I love my BF, but am I wrong for leaving him?

I am a 17 year old female. I have my whole future ahead of me and i intend to do what i have to do to make it a bright future even if i have to leave my boyfriend that i luv and care for so much. I live in PA, my bf lives in NJ and our relationship is great. He makes me smile and he trys to do whatever he can for me though he may not have a lot. We are in our senior year and college is approaching fast. While my bf plans to stay in NJ for college I am undecided between 2 choices that could make or break our relationship that we have built up so much over the past year. 1 choice is 2 go 2 a college in Maryland (that I believe offers more opportunity in business majors i would like to take up and plus I really like it). I told him if I was 2 pick Maryland we would have to part because I want to do this whole indepedent thing on my own, and I no college isn't all about work (though i will be very focused on my work to stay on the deans list) and if i meet a guy i don't want to do the wrong thing and hurt my bf. I know if u luv some1 you would do anything for this person and do anything to be with this person, but im young and i have to think about me right now before anyone else bcuz whos going to take care of me when the bills cant get paid, and im down and out. I wouldnt want my bf to follow me either, I want him to experience life just as much as me. If i went away who knows when i would be able to see him and i have needs like any other girl. People say "shes already thinking about cheating!!". No im not. I see different sides of the situation, and realize the reality of it, and the truth may hurt, but its better than a bold face lie. My 2nd college choice is in NJ and this would definitely make my bf happy, but would it make me happy? If he luvs me so much shouldnt he let me go so that i can pursue my dreams though it may damper our relationship a bit? I never said i didn't want to see or talk to him again as a matter a fact i told him i wanted to have 6 children with him!!!! Tru Luv always finds away back to each other, so shouldnt he trust me when i say i want to be with him in the future and that i luv him? Am I wrong for wanting to go my own way to make things better for myself before i make things better between us? Am I truly Wrong??? more

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