Term Papers on Myself

Term Paper Title	Myself
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# of Pages (250 words per page double spaced)	3.41

Myself

The streets are silent as a sanctuary.   The sun is still asleep in its bed of clouds and the only thing open is Waffle House.  The clock on the dashboard of the car reads 5:58 a.m.  The temperature reads 31 degrees Farenhieght.  Although most of other kids my age are within the warm heat of their homes in their cozy beds still dreaming about cars, the big game, or their boyfriend or girlfriend of the week.  I, along with a few others, am a wake dressed and ready for tennis practice.
The image of white given off by the dew makes it look like newly fallen snow.  The lights of the tennis courts are the sun since the real one is still asleep.
As I slowly pull my sleepy self out of the car at the Cardinal tennis courts the cold winter chill hits my face like a lighting bolt.  My red hair, which usually illuminates my blue-green eyes, is tied back under a white Hard Rock Café hat from London.  The brim of my hat hides my lightly colored angel kisses, which are scattered across my baby doll cheeks.  I am a big bulky Eskimo waiting to fish.  Dressed in gloves and a blue Adidas wind suit with more layers than you can count underneath I wonder why I am here.  Usually at this point I am wishing I were in bed
A few others my age are there as well.  I am not the only one that some people call crazy.  After an hour of drills, sprints, running, and laughing everyone races back to their cars to try to get home and then get to school on time.   We all have hands like ice sickles, are hungry as a horse, have feet like ice, and our noses look like Rudolf.   I rush home take a three second shower eat my usual pop tart on the way to school and some how manage to plop down in my first period seat just as the tardy bell rings.   I have somehow learned to like the crack of the dawn bone chilling morning practices and sometimes for some unknown reason I even look forward to them.
When I was ten my mother dragged me my first tennis lesson with several other dirty snot nosed kids that I did not know.  None of us knew anything about tennis.   We were like adults trying to learn a new language.  Needless to say I did not take to well...

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