queen victoria was born in 1819 and’s hs 4 e died in 1901. she was queen of the united kingdom and empress of india. h’ a if has ais u hai ak auf ha’ oas i ei f ja iago ii; to ia ao rao a oi oi at amie wop a opt ia op ap Tara Mulvihill Mulvihill 1 Mrs. StambaughEnglish 351-4 th April 9, 2002 Creative Paper ” The Secret Life of Tara Mulvihill””Good morning princess,” I heard a voice day in a British accent as I looked around the huge bed chambers where I found myself laying. “Where am I?” I whispered. “Well, you ” re back home from boarding school.
You were so tired last night you didn’t even say hello to your mother.” Boarding school?” I thought to myself… I don’t go to boarding school. “You need to dress, your mother is waiting to see you.” I slowly sat up and looked around. The room was gigantic.
It was full of beautiful furniture and huge portraits. I wandered out of bed and over to the closet. I stepped inside and looked around. It was a long room filled with all the clothes I could imagine. I dressed and walked out into the hallway. The hallway was wide.
On the walls hung more portraits of people I had never seen. Every so often there was a group of chairs placed symmetrically across from one another. There were so many beautiful archways and moldings. It was like a castle I had heard about in history.
“Tara, Tara!” I heard a voice call. “I’ve been waiting for you to come home and hey you are not even coming to tell me hello.” Mother, where are we?” I inquired. “At home, of course.” I could hear another voice barking at me. “Tara, Tara!” I looked around.
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KIDS VS. KIDS The average child witnesses eight thousand murders and one hundred thousand acts of violence by the time he or she finishes elementary school. In the past fifteen years school violence has become a clear but present danger. It used to be children were involved in fistfights, or other types of squabbles. They may have received a black eye or bloody nose. Now they are armed with not ...
This time I found myself back in history with Mrs. Carter in the front of the class. I sat up. “Now let’s turn the page and look at Buckingham Palace,” she told the class. It was all a dream.
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