Part one of term paper
I was well acquainted with the noise of the bell ringing from the school opposite and the sound of the radio from the living room in which my mom turns on every morning. Like a habit, my clock alarm wakes me up everyday, sometimes I think I wouldn’t get up without hearing these well- known noises. Living in the apartment is somehow very am ...

Part two of term paper
... threw it in the path way last night. The boy picks it up, dust the wet sand around and give it to the younger girl. It’s a doll that has lost its right hand, its dirty blond hair was cut into disorder length. Still the girl seems happy with it. A fat lady’s walking along my observation in her routine exercise, she stops and talks to the other one has just walked outside and has ready to go to work. The lady lives upstairs . Sometimes, my mom and I are so annoyed by the noise from the ceil ...