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Life I Never Lived

Chapter 1

Eighty-nine. One year closer to death, one year away from the big nine-oh. Another birthday alone, but that’s alright, I’m used to it. Richard sent a card in the mail, no money in it of course. I knew I raised a cheap ass. You’d think after raising a bastard on your own and giving him everything you could, he’d be kind enough to put a damn dollar  in your card.

It’s fine though, I’m alright on my own. There’s no nuisances to get on my damn nerves, besides these nerve-wrecking kids always screaming outside my window. But other than that, being alone is quite peaceful. Who needs anyone? Not me. Shit. 

I’ve been living on my own, cooking on my own, washing my ass on my own, taking pills on my own, I can do anything a 20 year old can. Speaking of which, I better fill this prescription before I lay croaking on the ground.


“Dave & Brother’s Pharmacy. Please hold.” 

10 minutes later and I’m  still on hold. Boy, I tell ya, people can’t run a damn business to save their lives.


“ Hello, how can I help you?” The receptionist asked.

“I’d like to fill a prescription for Atripla for delivery. ” I said. 

“ And your name please?”

 “Helen Jackson.” 

“ Okay Mrs. Jackson, your prescription should be ready within a few hours. We’ll send it out for delivery as soon as we can.” she said.


I didn’t even feel like correcting her on the “Mrs.” Instead I just hung up. Well now that that’s out the way, I can relax and enjoy my birthday. Watch a little t.v., lay down, maybe even order some Chinese food. The doctor says it’s not good for me, but I’m 89. I gotta die somehow.


Now if only I could find the number. I know I had the menu lying around here somewhere.  Maybe in the kitchen?


These steps are becoming more and more of a hassle for me. And this damn cat isn’t helping.


“Move Mittens!” I yelled.

 And in that very moment, the damn cat clawed at my foot, leaving me to tumble to the steps. I hit my head pretty hard and began seeing a white light. Then, I saw myself, lying at the bottom of the steps with blood dripping down my head. Wait, how am I out of my own body? I can’t be dead. Or can I?


How can this happen? I’m in complete shock. This can’t be real. 




Chapter 2 

Okay, after 25 minutes of trying to understanding what the hell is happening, there’s no other answer; I’m dead. Lord knows how long it’ ll be until someone finds my body. Who comes to check on me? 

And why am I not in heaven? I thought the Bible said “Absent from the body is present with the Lord.”  Wait, I have to be buried first. I forgot all about that “dust to dust, ashes to ashes, back in the Earth” mess. 

Hours and hours pass, and I continue to watch my lifeless, limp body lie on the floor. Of course the cat is walking all over me. I knew I should’ve got rid of it a long time ago. 


After so much silence, I finally hear the doorbell. I went to see who was there, well not “me” but, my ghost or whatever the hell I am right now. It was a man holding a bag. He had on a uniformed shirt, and after struggling so hard to see what it said, I finally knew.


“Dave & Brothers’ Pharmacy.”


He rang the door and even knocked a few times. I tried to answer it, and my arm went right through the door. He left a note on the door, then walked away, and drove off.


Another hour or so passed, when the doorbell rang again. This time, it was Richard. I haven’t seen him in months, so this was a shock. Then again, it is my birthday, so I can’t be too much of shock. He rang the doorbell a while, and began screaming outside my house.


“MA! Open the door!” He exclaimed.

 After 15 minutes of trying to ‘wake me up’ to let him in, he left, but came right back. He left to get the spare key to my home. He opened the door, and walked right through me and found my lifeless body.


After 7 hours of lying on the floor, I was finally found. Richard held my cold body, crying and screaming.

“Wake up Ma, please,” He cried. “I need you.”

He called the paramedics and they pronounced me dead at 8:23 p.m. I saw them carry my body out in a body bag.  








Chapter 3 

Days later, it’s finally time for my funeral. I don’t see too many here but I didn’t expect many. I don’t see too many tears shedding either. Richard is shedding a tear here and there, but no one else. His kids are just sitting there on their damn phones. Can’t even show an ounce of respect. 

Listening to these remarks about me makes me want to jump out the damn casket and hit everyone. Suddenly, I was such a nice person? Yet I lived my remaining years by myself. 

“Now it’s time for the reading of the eulogy.” The Pastor said. “ Richard, if you will.” 


Skimming over the eulogy, I froze. Everything about my life was in there. everything. 



“ Helen Denise Jackson was born December 5, 1997 to Christina Jackson. Born with HIV, life wasn’t the easiest for her. She was told she wouldn’t live past her early 30‘s but she still managed to live until 89 years old.”


The small crowd clapped and cheered as Richard took a pause in reading.


“ She attended Lakewood High School and graduated in 2016. Then, she headed off to college at Xavier University, where she graduated with her Master’s and Bachelor’s degree. She never married, but did have many relationships through out her life.” 


That’s a damn lie. I can only name a handful of relationships. Every man left when he discovered my little secret. 


“In 2024, she decided to have an artificial insemination pregnancy where she had her only child, Richard Dwayne Jackson. Man, I was my momma’s baby boy, everyone knew that.”  Richard laughed. 


No you weren’t. You barely contacted me, Bastard. 


Richard focused back on the eulogy. 


“ Helen leaves behind one son: Richard, two grand kids: Dana and Tyler, a younger sister; Nyla Jackson, and a host of nieces, nephews, great grandchildren, and other loved ones. She never found love with a man, but she surely found love with the Lord.”


“Hallelujah!” a woman from the front row yelled. 


After remarks and all the other bullshit, it’s finally time for the burial. I hear the people chanting the prayer from the Book of Common prayer. 


“Dust to dust, ashes to ashes” 


When everyone left their flowers on my casket, I saw it being lowered into the ground. This was it. Once I’m buried, I’m going to Heaven- or Hell. 























Chapter 4

I opened my eyes and in front of me were two large golden gates. There wasn’t an aching bone in my body and all of my wrinkles had vanished. There were angels at the opened gate and I decided to walk through, or at least try, but the angels stopped me by blocking the entrance with their large wings.


“Why can’t I go through?” I asked.


They didn’t responded, but instead pointed behind me, which is where I saw a man.


“Hi. I’m your guardian angel.”  He said

“Oh well, hi.” I responded.

“I’m also your biological father.” 

My eyes has widened at him. I knew he wasn’t lying because my eyes were just like his.  But why was he younger than me?

“I died at 26 if you’re wondering why I’m so young. While you were in the womb, I was killed by a hit man. I didn’t even know your mother was pregnant ‘til I got here , or her name for that matter.” He laughed.


That could only mean one thing. she got pregnant while “working.” 

I just stared at him in shock.


“Listen, as of know you aren’t allowed in the gates of Heaven.” 


“WHAT?” I screamed. There was no way I was going to Hell.


“Why were you so bitter all of your life? Life is a gift that you misused, and now He doesn’t want you in his kingdom.”

My eyes swelled up with tears hearing this. “Being born with HIV is no joke. I never had real relationships because of it. Guys would always run off once they found out my secret. I had to artificially become pregnant for crying out loud! I wanted the experience to date and find love and be married, and I never had the chance too because of the fucking HIV. That’s why I’m so damn bitter.” 


“Well what if i told you you could live your life without the disease?”
“Then I wouldn’t be so bitter as you like to call it.” 

“You aren’t getting into the Gates with the attitude and life that you’ve lived so I’ll tell you what. Take this” he said, handing her a capsule. “It’ll reset your life, no disease, no nothing. If you live this life like He intended, then you’ll be invited into the Gates of Heaven.” 

I never been so ecstatic. “Thank you!” I cried. I’d finally had the chance to be normal. 



Chapter 5

“Push Push Push Push!” the doctors screamed. 


“One more push Christina, you can do it!” 

I felt a gust of air and a bunch of light hit my face, and I instantly began screaming.


“It’s a baby girl!” 

I still was screaming. 

“I’ll name her Helen” she said . “Helen Denise Jackson.” 

And here I am, only a few minutes old, looking forward to a live without HIV.

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Casa de Sherif

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Cliente: Senor Sherif

Nuestro cliente es el Señor Sherif. Señor Sherif tiene

59 años. Tiene uno nina. Le encanta cocinar, natación,

y ciclismo. Sherif es muy elegante,

y bien bueno. Tiene 3 habitaciones en la casa.




La Casa de Senor Sherif.

La casa cerca un parque, un transporte publicó, una escuela. La casa en la afueras. La casa es elegante (como Sherif), mediana, y antigua.

  • La casa tiene jardín y cocina.

  • Tres personas en la casa unas niña, ocho habitaciones en la casa.

  • Dos baños en la casa.

  • Piscina en la jardín de la casa para natación.

  • Más de la casa es verde.

  • Una garaje para un carro y una bicicleta.

  • Una cueva de hombre hermoso con un tele enorme, y una nevera grande.

  • Esta en las afueras tranquilas con los vecinos amables.

  • Porque le gusta esquiar, una gabinete por los esquís.

  • Cerca de los caminos fabulosos por Usted y su bicicleta

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En el dormitorio principal, la luz es enfatizado para tranquilidad maxímo.


Disenado por Cameron Samodai y Mark Kriegh.


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Casa de Srta. Dunn

Parte 1


Cliente: La Srta.Dunn



Descripcíon:

Mi cliente tiene 39 años

Tiene una niña

Le encanta cocinar, leer, ver la tele y ir de compras

Le gusta practicar yoga

su colores favorito es rosa y gris

Quiere tres gatos y un perro

es bajo y divertido



Parte 2


La Casa:

-Ubicación : Nuevo York

- Tiene dos pisos

-Hay una jardín

- La casa es gris












En el Sótano:

- Hay es cueva de hombre


El Primero piso:

La sala:

-Unas sófas(tres)

-Hay una tele

-Un escritorio

-Una computadora

-Tres mascotas camas

- Tiene Las escaleras

-ventana

-Una mesa

- una silla


El comedor:

-Hay una mesa de comedor

-Tiene Cuatro sillas

- Hay una araña

-gabinete de china

-ventana


La cocina:

-Hay una nevera

-Tiene un estufa

- Tiene una horno

-Hay un fregadero

-Tiene un lavaplatos

- Un bote de basura

- tiene las escaleras

-ventana



Segundo piso:

-Dos Dormitorios

-Un Baño

-Una oficina


Dormitorio #1

-Una cama

- tiene Una tele

-el guardarropa

-Un pupitre

-ventana


Dormitorio #2

-Una cama (grande)

-tiene una tele

-el guardarropa

-estante  para libros  

-ventana


El Baño

-Ventana

-Una ducha

-Un espejo

- Un lavamanos

-Un inodoro


La Oficina

-Una silla

-Un escritorio

-estante para libros






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Casa de El Senor Gamal Sherif

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Señor Sherif es tienes 59 anos. Señor Sherif es colores favoritos es verde oscuro. Señor Sherif tienes mascotas un pez. Señor Sherif tiene un carro y dos bicicleta.  Señor Sherif tiene tres personas en casa.  Señor Sherif le gusta natación,ciclismo y esquiar.


La cocina:

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Habitación:

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El baño:

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La sala:

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El comedor:

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El jardín:

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Sólo cuesta: $390,000

Arquitecta: Sr. Johnson y Sr. Zou

Teléfono: (800)-224-5590
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Dimensions


This was NOT supposed to happen. no no no no no Raine thought as she sprinted down the corridor. This had never happened before. There were precautions. There were steps taken to prevent this from ever happening. But it had. Why?


Turning the corner she stopped abruptly. There, at the end of the hall, the last door on the left. Raine watched as a series of men and women in labcoats entered and left the room, hurried. A tall man saw her watching and motioned for her to come forward.


She began to open her mouth, and he held up his hand, silencing her. “It happened an hour ago. The vitals were perfect, breathing normal. And then he just.... woke up.” Raine sucked in air and covered her mouth with her hand. No one ever woke up. Ever. She smoothed her lab coat and strode into the room, biting back the fear that arose in her throat.


There, on the bed, sat a teen boy with blonde hair and bright blue eyes. He stared at the wall, as doctors and scientists poked and prodded at his arms where a thick IV was implanted. Raine walked towards him, trying not to notice the vacant look in his once lively eyes.


“Ethan?”

The boy turned his head slowly, and mouthed the words i'm sorry.  Raine was shocked. Him? Sorry? He had no reason to be sorry. in fact, he had every reason in the world to be furious. What he was promised- security, peace, and safety- all that were ripped from him.


Ethan, and all the other residents of the North Haven Research Facility all possessed a chemical compound in their brain that allowed them to see different dimensions. It appears in the late teenage years, often similar to the signs of schizophrenia- paranoia, delusions of grandeur, hearing voices and hallucinations.


Raine had been the first to realize the difference between schizophrenics and dimensionalists (the name given to people like Ethan). Her younger sister claimed she could see different worlds, that she could hear the organisms in different dimensions speaking to her. she eventually was overwhelmed by the mental stimulation and died of an aneurysm.


Raine devoted her life to finding and helping people like her sister. She found that as the children got older, the voices and visions became stronger and impossible to handle. the human psyche was simply too weak to withhold the vast information the chemical compound released.


So a serum was created, to put the patients in a coma like state where their visions of different dimensions were isolated, essentially forcing them into their own minds for their own safety. So they lived in hospital beds, eyes darting back and forth underneath closed lids, living in a different world. Their minds were stable. In this, they were freed from their confusion of living in two worlds.


But somehow, ethan had woke up. Raine kneeled down and took the boys hands in her own. “Why are you sorry?” tears began streaming down his face. his voice was barely audible, yet Raine heard his quiet words. “I tried to stay... but they wouldn’t let me. There’s something they don’t want us to see.” He lifted his eyes to meet hers. “They know. They know about us.”


Raine stared at the boy. He looked petrified, his hands suddenly icy, his eyes filled with pain. His eyes searched her face as he mumbled something incoherently. A shiver ran up Raine’s spine. She stood up then, unwove the boy’s cold fingers from hers and strode out of the room, surprised at her own composure.

Once in her office, the tired, exasperated, and confused woman shrank down into her office chair and put her head on her desk. Think Raine. Think.


Mentally lining up her plan Raine breathed in and out slowly, composing herself. She stood up, and walked over to the full length mirror behind the door. A tall thin woman stood before her. Sleek black hair flowed down her waist. her eyes were deep brown with bags of sleepless nights beneath them. small thick glasses perched on her nose. Raine smoothed her labcoat and walked out the door to the elevator and went to the lab’s basement.


Once inside the musky warehouse like room, Raine went to a small office with old furniture and boxes of files stacked about. She walked towards the back of the room and opened a hatch in the floor. She climbed down carefully, silently cursing the business attire black heels she wore.


The room beneath the basement was even smaller than the room she had entered from. It was a concrete room, with files and paperwork pasted on the walls and thin lines of red string connecting different points on the wall display. Her fathers work. It was her father that inspired Raine to be a scientist. He had been a geneticist, and had an addiction to hallucinogenic drugs. He went insane after his daughter died and overdosed on DMT, convinced he could enter a different dimension that took his daughter.

Raine discovered her father’s small room 6 months after he died.


The tired scientist walked towards the center of the room and opened the silver briefcase that sat upon a small metal table. She uncapped the syringe that held a murky green liquid, rolled up her sleeve and plunged the needle into her vein.


Raine slumped to the floor and lay on the cold concrete, preparing herself for what she knew would come. With her father’s work and her discoveries about the hallucinogenic drug DMt, Raine had created a serum that would allow her to develop the dementionalist compound. She breathed in and out as her vision began to blur, knowing she could do this. She would find the others, find out who They are, and finally get some answers. Truthfully she had almost injected the serum many times before, her curiosity and pent up anger for her sister driving her to do it. She had been waiting for an excuse. This was as good as any.


Raines eyes closed and she hovered in a half conscious state, she felt like she was floating in a pool of warm water. Then, nothingness.




The tall wiry dark haired woman’s eyes snapped open and she gulped for air. A group of nurses and aides rushed towards her, holding her arms and legs to the gurney covered in a thin white sheet. She thrashed and screamed, still lost partially in her subconscious.

A doctor stood before her and scribbled on a chart.



Patient still appears to be in a psychotic state. Awoke from the psychosis induced coma ranting and screaming. Still violent. Will have to sedate.


Dr. Ethan Haven

Raine Psychiatric Hospital
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Casa de Chiara

La Casa de Chiara
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Chiara tiene 14 anos de edad y su color favorito es rojo. En la casa de Chiara, hay un gato y elle tiene una bicicleta. En la casa de Chiara, hay 4 personas. Para deportes, le gusta correr, trotar y row. Son muy divertidos. Durante el tiempo libre de Chiara ella encanta leyendo, escribiendo y la poesía. Para Chiara, ella quiere dos hijos cuando es una mujer. En la casa de Chiara hay 4 cuartos y 3 baños. Ella quiere una casa mediana con 3 o mas pisos. Chiara quiere una casa divertida y con un jardín buena. Chiara prefiere la ciudad. Cerca del casa de Chiara, ella quiere un supermercado y un río. Chiara quiere ser un medico de deporte para su profesión. Un pedido especial para Chiara es un gimnasio en su casa. Eso es Chiara.


Esta es ella casa. Es una casa muy grande. Tenemos una cocina con mucho comida y un mesa muy largo. Tambien tenemos un comedor. En el comedor hay una mesa muy grande donde puedes comer. Tenemos una sala grande. En la sala hay sofas muy buenas con un television y una computadore de manzana. Tenemos 4 cuartos. En los cuartos hay una cama muy grande y tambien tenemos gabinetas para todo mi ropa. Tambien en los cuartos hay un television para antes de la cama. Tenemos 3 banos. Cada bano tiene una ducha, un toiler y lavamanos para despues de usar el toilet. Tambien hay un estante para toallas.


Esta en la casa:


  • En la cocina esta una refrigeradora para poner comida a dentro de. Una mesa para comer en, Gabinetes para poner cosas a dentro de y una estufa.

  • En el comedor hay una mesa para comer en.

  • En la sala hay sofás para sentar se uno en. Hay un televisor, y una computadora.

  • En los cuartos hay una cama, gabinetes para poner ropa a dentro de, y un televisor.

  • En el baño hay  una ducha, una lavamanos, y el toilet.

  • En la casa hay una gimnasio grande.

  • La casa tiene tres pisos, y quatro quartos y quatro baños

  • La casa tiene una piscina fuera para Chiara

  • en la dormitorios hay las camas




Floor Plan:





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La Casa de Chiara

La Casa de Chiara


Chiara tiene 14 anos de edad y su color favorito es rojo. En la casa de Chiara, hay un gato y elle tiene una bicicleta. En la casa de Chiara, hay 4 personas. Para deportes, le gusta correr, trotar y row. Son muy divertidos. Durante el tiempo libre de Chiara ella encanta leyendo, escribiendo y la poesía. Para Chiara, ella quiere dos hijos cuando es una mujer. En la casa de Chiara hay 4 cuartos y 3 baños. Ella quiere una casa mediana con 3 o mas pisos. Chiara quiere una casa divertida y con un jardín buena. Chiara prefiere la ciudad. Cerca del casa de Chiara, ella quiere un supermercado y un río. Chiara quiere ser un medico de deporte para su profesión. Un pedido especial para Chiara es un gimnasio en su casa. Eso es Chiara.


Esta es ella casa. Es una casa muy grande. Tenemos una cocina con mucho comida y un mesa muy largo. Tambien tenemos un comedor. En el comedor hay una mesa muy grande donde puedes comer. Tenemos una sala grande. En la sala hay sofas muy buenas con un television y una computadore de manzana. Tenemos 4 cuartos. En los cuartos hay una cama muy grande y tambien tenemos gabinetas para todo mi ropa. Tambien en los cuartos hay un television para antes de la cama. Tenemos 3 banos. Cada bano tiene una ducha, un toiler y lavamanos para despues de usar el toilet. Tambien hay un estante para toallas.


Esta en la casa:


  • En la cocina esta una refrigeradora para poner comida a dentro de. Una mesa para comer en, Gabinetes para poner cosas a dentro de y una estufa.

  • En el comedor hay una mesa para comer en.

  • En la sala hay sofás para sentar se uno en. Hay un televisor, y una computadora.

  • En los cuartos hay una cama, gabinetes para poner ropa a dentro de, y un televisor.

  • En el baño hay  una ducha, una lavamanos, y el toilet.

  • En la casa hay una gimnasio grande.

  • La casa tiene tres pisos, y quatro quartos y quatro baños

  • La casa tiene una piscina fuera para Chiara

  • en la dormitorios hay las camas




Floor Plan:





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La Casa sueño para Isabel Medlock


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Cliente: Isabel Medlock


Cliente es 14 años. Tengo uno cuy. Favoritos colores es azul, morado, rosado. Le gusta correr, cocinar, ver la tele, escribir cuentos, y libros. Ella quiere cinco personas en la casa. Quiere tres niños. Ella quiere una bicicleta.


La Casa:


La casa está en Charlotte, North Carolina. Esta cerca de los montañas. Con vistas de lagos. La casa es mediana. La casa es moderna y divertida y vibrante. Tiene un montón de espacio. La casa tiene tres pisos. Hay grande ventanas en la casa.


  • tiene una piscina

  • tiene una habitacion de música

  • tiene grande un cueva de hombre

  • hay ocho dormitorios

  • hay cuatro baños

  • hay tres pisos

  • grande un jardín

  • pequena un cine en la casa

  • interesante biblioteca personal


Solo cuesta: 800.000

Arquitecta: Imani y Daouda

Telefono: (180)-492-CASA


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La Casa Perfecta Para del Don Marcos

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Don Marcos

El tienes 40 ańos. Don marcos viven en la ciudad de Filadelfia. El es profesor de español para SLA. El es alto, guapo, seguro, fabuloso,y cómico. Le gusta la colores negro, pardo, y rojo. Le gusta practicar béisbol, natación, correr, y trotar. Le gusta la centro ciudad de Filadelfia.  Le gusta cocinar, ver la tele, ver peliculas. Tiene un perro, un bicicleta, y un moto.


La Casa del Don Marcos

La casa del Don Marcos es en el centro ciudad de Filadelfia. A Don Marcos le gusta la ciudad. Es enorme porque le gusta enormes casas. Esta cerca un parque porque, le gusta andar en bicicleta y porque es puede caminar a su perro. Esta cerca un transporte público porque el puede viajar. Esta cerca un supermercado porque le gusta cocinar.


Describe La Casa del Don Marcos

  • La casa tiene cuatro habitaciones grandes.

  • La casa tiene un parque de pequeña pero privado para el perro.

  • Un corte perfecto practicar beisbol.

  • La casa está negro marrón y rojo.

  • Hay una piscina bonita en el techo por Don Marcos nadar.

  • Hay cocina maravilloso para hacer buenas comidas.

  • Un garaje pequeño para su moto y bicicleta.

  • Hay sala estupendo para ver la tele y relajar.

  • Tiene tres plantas porque es una casa de mediana.

  • Tiene un techo porque hay una piscina en el techo.

                                                                          

                  


          Casas por J.D.X

               888-JDX-CASA
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Srta Dunn's Sueño Casa

Srta. Dunn es treinta y nueve. Srta. Dunn tienen una niña. Srta. Dunn es mi inglés profesora. Ella colores favoritos son rosa y gris. Srta. Dunn’s transporte es tres bicis y dos carros. Srta. Dunn tienen tres gatos y uno perro. Tres personas vivir en Srta. Dunn’s casa. Srta. Dunn practicar yoga. Srta. Dunn le gusta ver la tele, leer, cocinar, y ir de compras. En Dunn’s casa hay cuatro dormitorios. Srta. Dunn tienen dos baños y media baño. Srta. Dunn dónde prefiere vivir en la ciudad.




Descripción de Casa


  • La casa tiene una mediana yoga cuarto.

  • La casa también tiene dos mediana baños.

  • La casa Situar en Nueva York, NY.

  • La casa ir a estar totalmente Moderna y Mediana.

  • La casa tiene uno gigante, moderna telivisión.

  • La casa ir a contentor hermoso y pequeño Libero.

  • La casa contentor cuatro habitaciones.

  • Hay es Una hermoso sala en la casa.

  • La casa ir a esta cerca el museo y el parque.

  • La casa tiene una pequeño cocina.

  • La casa contentor una gigante, de luja comedor.

  • La casa’s precio es sólo $400,000.

  • La casa’s jardín tiene una piscana y seis sillas.


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El cuarto ( Nina)




Invitado cuarto




Srta Dunn’s cuarto




  


El jardín


La sala                                                                              La comida y la comedor (abajo)




El oficina.



El baño


El invitado baño





El baño (Srta Dunn’s Cuarto)




Diseñado por Husain


Husain y Ali’s Numero: 654-UNA-CASA



Husain y Ali’s Reflexiones

https://docs.google.com/a/scienceleadership.org/document/d/1cZIUoUpTcFlrKFGfihv2VHUfpZ8Bja3DCgECeNFsKM0/edit



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La Casa Perfecta para Señorita Dunn

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Client:  Stra. Dunn


La casa de Srta. Dunn


Tiene 39 años. Tiene uno niña. Le encanta yoga y leer y ir de compras.  Tambien bailar. La Srta. Dunn es alto y cómica. Ella muy inteligente. Ella colores favorites rosa y gris. Srta Dunn es amable.

La casa es una casa moderna y está en la ciudad de Nueva York. La casa es una casa sofisticada, elegante y es perfecto para pequeña y media tamaño familias. Es cerca de lugares público por ejemplo unos restaurantes, museos y gimnasios. La casa es lejos de las montañas y lugares como el desierto. La casa es súper bien.


At least 10 descriptive sentences (ie. adjectives galore!)


  • La casa es totalmente increíblemente.

  • La casa es elegante y sofisticada.

  • Está en la ciudad.

  • La casa cerca al parque y el museo.

  • Hay grande baños y mucho grande habitaciones.

  • La casa tiene muchos flors en el jardín

  • Hay muy enorme cocina. Tiene mesa y mediano estufa.

  • La casa tiene

  • Hay dos pisos en la casa

  • La casa tiene en garaje



Your contact information (Diseñado por = Designed by)

Diseñado por Logan Smith y Ishmael Brown

Llamar 215-666-6666




La ciudad Nueva york












Un parque

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Dos baño





La cocina





Quatro habitaciones




Dos carro



Tres bicicleta






Uno jardin

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Casa de Tomás

Casa de Tomás

Jason Greene y Harry Freed, arquitectos


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Cliente: Tomás Arango

Nuestro cliente se llama Tomás Arango. Es muy listo y feliz. Tiene 15 años. Vive en el Centro de la ciudad. Le encanta skateboarding y jugar videojuegos. Le mucho gusta plantas, y le gusta verde y la playa.


La casa de Tomás es en la playa en Los Angeles. Es cerca de un parque y un supermercado. Es una casa mediana, moderno, sofisticado, y elegante. La casa tiene dos pisos. Es muy bueno para perros y gatos. En la piso primero de la casa, Tomás tiene muchos partidos.

  • La sala de estar tiene dos consolas y una mesa para la tele fantástica.

  • En el dormitorio de Tomas, hay una piscina caliente.

  • El comedor tiene cuatro sillas elegante y una mesa.

  • Hay a baño en el piso primero  y cuatro dormitorios en el piso segunda.

  • Tiene un bidé y un lavamanos en el baño.

  • No hay un sótano en la casa de Tomás.

  • Tiene una nevera frío, una estufa, y una fregadero.

  • Hay muchos videojuegos divertidos.

  • En el piso segunda, hay un baño más, con una ducha.

  • Tiene un invernadero grande, también.








Fotos:

El piso primero y el invernadero:

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La fachada (muy narcisista)

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Diseñado por Jason Greene y Harry Ford

Nuestro número 215-215-2152


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La Futura Casa de Kai


Cliente

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Kai Burton



Nuestra cliente se llama Kai. Ella es muy alto y bonita. Kai tiene 14 años. Ella habla mucho y es muy  sociable. Sus hermano se llama Ian. Le encanta remar, correr y natación. Kai tiene un perro y en el futuro, ella quiere 3 niños. Le gusta cocinar, leer, ir de compras y ver la tele durante su tiempo libre.






La Casa


La casa de Kai es enorme. Tiene cuatro dormitorios y tres baños. La casa esta en la ciudad de San Francisco. La casa tiene dos pisos.


Hay un dormitorio principal por Kai. Tiene:

  • una cama

  • una ventana grande

  • un tele

  • gran visita


El dormitorio principal





Hay un comedor por la familia de Kai. Tiene:

  • diez sillas

  • una vidrio mesa

  • una blanca sofa


el comedor


la casa



Hay tres dormitorios por la familia de Kai. Tiene:

  • las camas

  • los teles

  • las ventanas


los dormitorios



Hay una cocina por la familia de Kai. Tiene:

  • un horno

  • la nevera

  • dos sillas

  • el fregadero



la cocina


Hay un jardín en la casa de Kai. Tiene:

  • muchos piscinas

  • hierba


el jardín


Hay dos baños en la casa de Kai. Tiene:

  • las duchas

  • los lavamanos

  • las ventanas


los baños





En la casa de Kai, hay una sala. Tiene:

  • una tele

  • las sofas

  • dos lamparas

  • una mesa


la sala


Hay un garaje en la casa de Kai. Tiene:

  • una bicicleta

  • una carra

  • tres lamparas


el garaje


Casa por Siawale y Miranda


1-888-9TU-CASA

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Reocurrence

I shuddered as the brisk november air flew up my skirt knocking me off balance, I yelped out, swinging my arms desperate to find something to steady myself. My heart raced, I looked down. Bad idea.

“Ida, can you please be the hell careful! and hurry up! Andrew pulling the car around.” Fey called up from the ground. I took a deep breath in, I can do this. Its only two stories, thats not bad. With one leg already out the window, I swung my left one out and balanced myself on the ledge. One jump, thats all it took, I’d jump from my ledge onto the tree and scale my way down. 

Wiping my sweaty palms onto the black skirt I wore, and pushing my red hair from off of my face, I stood up, putting all my weight into my toes, ready to leap. 

“hurry the fuck up Ida!!” Fey was never the most patient, as much as I wanted to get this over with I wasn’t about to risk my life. 

I closed my eyes and envisioned myself pushing off from the ledge and gracefully flying through the air. I imagined how the tips of my shoes would meet the branches and how smoothly i would climb down the side and land on the ground next to my friend. 

Opening my eyes, and praying one last time I pushed off, the tree came closer it was right in my grasp. My foot landed on the branch the way I envisioned, 

“good.. good, steady” I heard Fey calling from the ground. I was on the tree, I took my foot and attempted phase two. The climb down. I put only a little weight on the next branch to test its strength. It seem sturdy, I brought all my weight down, and cautiously started to bring my right leg to meet it. The branch started to give way, bending a little at the middle. My heart started racing, pounding against my rib cage. Sweat rolled down my brows, I lifted my right foot back up into its original postion. 

“Fey, I can’t do this!” I yelled down “the branch is going to break, I can feel it” I was on the verge of tears, this was a bad idea. It was silent below me, to terrified to look down I called for Fey again. 

“Ida, look down...” 

“No, Fey i will cry, just go get my dad or something. Theres a ladder in the garage” I could feel my right leg cramping because of the awkward position it was lifted in. 

“you are such a drama queen .. “ i heard Fey mumble, hearing her feet rustle against the dead leaves I figured she was making her way towards the garage. 

Something grabbed my shirt, and pulled me downwards, I stumbled, my heart dropped. a hand covered my mouth to muffle the scream that we all knew was coming. 

“Shhhhhh!!” Fey yelled, holding onto my shirt, “you were literally one leap from the ground dumbass” She helped me regain my balance. standing I shock I couldn’t do anything but laugh, looking from her to the tree and the branch I realized I was less than 7 feet up. My face felt hot, I could tell i was still sweating. I waited a moment to collect myself before asking Fey where Andrew was.

“last time i checked he said he was bringing the car around” she checked her phone. “ he’s parked on the corner” she said before locking her iphone and putting it back in her bra. 

We both made our way to the next block over, I couldn’t keep up with Fey’s fast pace stride, 

“keep up” she called. I jogged to catch up with her, heart still racing at the thought of what i just did. I’ve never been this defiant towards my parents, everything they told me to do I obeyed. As i slid into the plush leather seat of Andrews ford explorer, the reality of what I had done sunk in. I felt a rush of adrenaline course through my veins as he sped off down the dark quiet streets of my neighborhood. He turned the radio up a couple clicks as we made the final turn out of residental area and onto the main highway. This was the first time I’d snuck out and I never felt more alive, my mind started to wander at the thought of what would happen if i got caught. I quickly pushed it out of my head and decided to live in the moment and enjoy it now. I rolled down the windows so the sweat of me trying to leap from my second story window could dry. 

“We’re on our way!” Fey screamed out the window, Andrew hit 95 and sped down the open highway. The time on the digital clock read 12:45am, by the speed we were going we’d be there in a half an hour tops. 

“Yo this party is going to be crazy!!” I felt like I was in competition with the radio, over all the noise i felt like nobody could hear me.

“I hope its not corny. I did not just do all this for nothing..” I was relieved when Fey turned around from the front seat and responded. Her face lit with excitement, her brown her hung just below her chin was now blowing wildly in the wind. 

“I don’t think JasonTeary’s parties are ever corny, trust me.  these things are crazy” andrew called from the front seat as he switched into another lane. The entire car jerked as he recklessly switched. Andrew was never the most safe driver, I snugged deeper into my seat. 

“This. is. my. song” Fey reached for the knob and cranked the music all the way up. We all began nodding our heads in sync to the music. This was going to be a good night.


***


Andrew turned off the highway about 28 minutes later, we cruised down one of back roads for a good 10 minutes before he made a left onto a small cul-de-sac. There were faint sounds of music, I strained my ear so I could hear it, hjeart pounding with each second passing, the bass became louder and the words in the distance became more distinct. We cruised down the street, around the bend i craned my neck and strained my eyes to make out the figure in the distance. A large house sat the the very end of the cul-de-sac. Teenagers swarmed the lawn, the red cups that littered the lawn reflected the lights. Cars were parked on every side of the house including in th streets. Andrew couldn’t make his way completely down to the cul-de-sac.  was able to make out a couple of people I knew. I couldn’t fully believe that I was here. This was completely unlike me, but i was determined to enjoy every minute of it. As andrew parked the car I reapplied my lip gloss and fixed my hair. Checking my unarm pits for sweat stains I took out my perfume and sprayed myself 3 times. 

Emerging from the car, I pulled down my skirt and fixed my shirt so that my breasts sat upright. Fey came around the car and stood next to me, “how do i look?” she said fixing her hair, 

“cute, you guys ready?” i called back to Andrew who was already in the trunk of his car pulling out a package of beers. Nodding he pulled one off of the ring and began guzzling it down.

We walked towards the party, as we approched I started to recognize people that I knew, old friends from middle school, people from my current school and even people from my neighborhood. Half of them too drunk to stand, I wanted to be where they were. I watched yearning for a drink, walking up the steps, Fey was they first one at the door.

“Do we knock?” she asked. Knocking didn’t seem logical, the music was way to loud for anyone to hear.

“Maybe its unlocked” I suggested trying the knob, half surprised when I wasn’t locked. this was our first time at a frat house. Nobody knew what to do, Edfer has the craziest parties every year. When he graduated Fern High me and my friends made it a must to go to his next party. This was it, I crossed the thresh hold and immediately a wave of sweat, alcohol and vomit hit me ambushing my nose. I put my hand to my nose and began pushing my way through the crowd looking for a drink. Fey trailed behind me, 

“daaamnn” I heard her mutter under her breath. “this party is crazy.” We contiuned through the crowd of sweaty teenagers. Potheads in one corner rolling and smoking, alcoholics in another corner chugging and doing shots. You had people to drunk to function stumbling and falling everywhere, there was every different groups here yet they all seemed to blend together perfectly. 

Fey and I finally found the drinks, browsing the selection I settled for a cup of Vladimir Vodka mixed with fruit punch. Fey pondered over the selection, did two shots of vodka straight before grabbing a beer. 

“You drink beer?” I said, shouting over the music

“whaaat?” Fey screamed turning her ear to me. I shook my head dismissing the question i already knew the answer too. Fey didn’t drink beer, she was probably just doing it now to get a buzz on. 

I lingered around the drink table filling my cup as it grew low, a couple of people came over to talk to me but for the most part all I had was Fey. We lost Andrew at the door, these were more so his friends if anyones. Around my 5th cup of the same Vlad and Fruit Punch I decided to go dance. Throwing my red cup on the floor I got up, the alcohol hit me instantly almost knocking me back down. I stumbled back using the chair to regain my balance. Laughing at my own clumsiness I started walking towards the yard. Pushing my way through the crowd of intoxicated adolescents I made my way to the sliding double doors. 

The fresh air hit me almost as hard as the alcohol did, knocking me back into the screen door. I stumbled struggling to regain my balance, I felt a hand grab my waist, steadying me. 

“woah, i got you” a voice deep male voice said, I jumped pulling away from the hand and turing to see who it was. he looked alarmed at my sudden movement, 

“Are you okay?” he said moments later, he was a handsome fellow about 5’9 brown hair, piercing blue eyes, he had broad shoulders a muscular frame, and the deepest dimples. His beauty left me breathless, all i could do was nod my head, 

“you don’t look it.” he pressed on, I continued to shake my head, I was fine, “ I didn’t even drink... drink that much. I’m ... I - I am fine.” I began to feel a little lightheaded, shaking me head and rubbing my eyes I looked for a place to sit down.  The stranger moved towards me, putting his arms out as if to help me, I shooed him away. As much as I appreciated a little assistance there was something about him, something off that made me question if excepting his help was a good idea. 

Too tired and dizzy to say anything else I shut down and let him help me, my stomach was in knots, I felt dizzy again, it became harder to breath. He pulled my hair back from my face and leaned me over the railing. I instantly threw up, seeing all the liquor I had consumed inside the party. He rubbed my back and retrieved napkins. All the while I couldn’t help but think who was this guy, I had no clue. Once I had finished thowing up, he went into the house and got me a bottle of water. 

“Drink this” he said, I obeyed and began guzzling the water bottle down, not stopping until the contents were gone. 

“feeling better” he said after I had finished drinking the water, all I could do was nod I still felt a little weak. there was a bench on the far side of his yard, I started to make my way towards it, I was done for the night. The feeling of being drunk, and throwing up was one I never wanted to feel again. I now knew why I had never attended one of these parties before. I suddenly wished I had stayed home. I heard footsteps being me, I knew I was being followed, I turned being me to see blue eyes, I hadn’t bothered to ask for a name so thats the only thing I knew to identify him as.

“Why the hell are you following me” I called to blue eyes behind me, he laughed a little before responding, “thats the way to talk to someone who’s about to save your life.”

about to. Those two words rang in my head, what did he mean by about to. I was tempted to ask him, but decided he was just as drunk as I had been and let it go. I didn’t have time to entertain his stupidity. Ignoring his response I continued on towards the benches. 

“Mind if i join you?” he called once i got there, I sat on the one furthest from the house, the pounding of the bass made my head hurt. 

“I don’t care what you do,” there was no reason for me to be so mean to someone who held my hair as I threw up, yet a part of me didn't trust this stranger. There was something off about him.

“I don’t understand why this time you’re so mean Ida, normally our encounters are pleasant ones” blue eyes said as he took a seat next to time, I scooted over, I didn’t want him that close to me.

“When did I ever tell you my name,” I asked realizing he had just called me Ida. 

“This name you never told me, but i’ve been keeping up with you. I was surprised when Theodore agreed to let Lynette name you Ida, I know he wanted to name you Lisa so bad.” My heart began to race, I was more uncomfortable at the fact that he knew my parents first name than at the fact that he was so close. I didn’t know this kid, never seen him a day in my life, yet he knew what my parents wanted to name me. He knew personal information that I’m pretty sure nobody knew but me and my little sister. 

“How... how -” I couldn’t even get the words out.

“How did I know” blue eyes finished the sentence for me, moving in closer. “I don’t know if you caught this before, you’re a smart girl Ida, I kinda hoped you would. But I said Im about to save your life...” there was a hint of arrogance in blue eyes voice, like he knew he was some sort of super hero. Like he knew I was dependent on him. It made me angry. I wasn’t dependent on anybody, and at this moment he just sounded crazy. I started to get up I wasn’t about to sit here and listen to a drunk mans stories. 

“I noticed. I don’t think you noticed how crazy you sound right now. You don’t know me, you don’t know me at all.” I snapped turning my back to walk away.

“Ida i know everything about you, jeez you were so much nicer in your other lives. I’m just going t get to the point. I’ll Rip the bandaid off fast. We are stuck in a universe that loops. You have been living the same life for 569 years. You’ve been to this party 569 times, we’ve had this conversation 569 times, you’ve thrown up about.. 569 times. Oh and i’ve saved your life 569 time. there is about to be an explosion in that house caused by a dumbass trying to light a blunt on the stove and a whole bunch of open flammable liquor spilling everywhere. Everybody you know, including you little friend will die a sad a tragic death except for who.. -” blue eyes paused and looked at me. I could feel my airway closing, sweat trickled down my forehead. A million thoughts running through my head, I shook the small thought that suggested that he was right. I soon shook all thoughts from my head having to do with this topic. Turning my head and waving my hand I dismissed blue eyes. I had decided he was officially out of his mind.

“don’t believe me if you want to, but one thing you’re not going to do is walk in that house.” blue eyes voice turned cold, it sent a chill up my spine. I wanted to disobey, and go in the house. I didn’t want to listen to blue eyes. after all if he was telling the truth then I’d just “relive” this day over again. But something about his voice, something about  the way he said it made me want to obey him. “why me!” i snapped “out of everybody here, you pick me to save. I don’t understand. why not just let me die. Find somebody else to save” by the look on blue’s face I could tell he was hurt. He looked as if he wanted to say something but just couldn’t find the words to do so. I stared at him for a couple more minutes waiting for my explaining as to  why I am the damsel he choose to focus all his time and energy into. “hellooooo!” i called when I still got no response. blue continued to ignore me, his gaze distant, I had no clue what he was thinking, a part of me cared for him and wanted to listen to the warning he had given about not going into the house. Another part of me wanted to believe he was delusional. When i got ignored for the second time I decided to go into the house ignoring all warnings blue eyes was giving me. Turning my back on him i started across the wet grass, ignoring the shards that were getting caught in my sandals.

“We were supposed to be married” blue calls after me. I stop dead in my tracks. “we were supposed to be married, married with kids. three of them Josh, Jordan and Jamira.  We lived in a house just outside of new jersey ... you were a wedding planner and I use an accountant..... our life was perfect.” I was frozen in my steps, partially in shock and partially in disbelief. I looked back at blue waiting for more to the explanation, Something to convince me that he was telling the truth. A part of me wanted him to be telling he truth, I never envisioned myself even being alone for this long with a boy let alone marrying one. I couldn’t allow myself to grasp that idea that blue eyes could be telling the truth. 

“A few years back, our future changed.. I don’t know how, I don’t know why. But one morning I woke up and you weren’t there. our kids weren’t there. I’ve spent years jumping through time reliving this day. Reliving this day 569 times trying to convince you to make the right choice. Trying to convince you to not go into that goddamn house Ida... but every single time, you choose to ignore me. You think i’m bullshitting and honestly I’m not trying to give up on us. On the life we have but i’m getting close to it. So i’m standing here, begging you. Not to go into that house. For the sake of our marriage, our kids. Our future.” blue is damn near in tears, his face is red and he is out of breath. I feel for him, I don’t know what to say. I debate in my head if i should listen to him of not, if his words are true. If i stand out here long enough will the house infact blow up. I shake my head ...this isn’t real. I begin making my way towards the house. This time running, I sprinted away from the creepy boy with the blue eyes and headed for the house. Nothing he said was making any sense. None of that was possible, how does one travel through time and relive the same day over and over again.

“IDA!!!!” I heard blue eyes scream, ignoring him I pressed forward, the wind blowing through my hair. The sweat dripping off of my forehead. Stumbling something I struggled to regain my balance. I could hear blue eyes , cries from behind me he begged and pleaded for me to come back. I just wanted to find Fey and leave, we should’ve never come. A rumbling sound stopped me dead in my tracks, several screams came from the house people started filling out onto the porch in hysterics. I gazed up at the house, the kitchen erupted in flames. My heart immediately fell to the pit of my stomach. I wasn’t worried about the fact that blue eyes had been right, I was worried about my friend.

“FEY!!!” I cried for her, unable to move, I wanted to go in the house in search for her, but couldn’t get my legs to obey with what my brain was giving it orders to do. The windows busted out of the kitchen and more people ran out of the house. Some on fire, some badly burned, I could still hear blues cries in the distance. 

“IDAA!” he called, I looked back at the sound of my name. Blue waved his hands motioning me to come back to him. He was saying something but i couldn’t make out what. “A... Aw..AWAY” away? I didn’t understand what he was trying to say

“GET AWAY” I heard it, but it was too late, the house exploded, shards of hot class cut deep inside of me, I could feel the heat from the blast burning my skin, it soon became hard to breathe. I flew through the air, bloodcurdling screams left my mouth and joined the others in a perfect symphony. I hit the ground hard, cracking something in my back, I couldn’t move. I could still hear blue’s cries as closed my eyes and let myself go. 



***


I shuddered as the brisk november air flew up my skirt knocking me off balance, I yelped out, swinging my arms desperate to find something to steady myself. My heart raced, I looked down. Bad idea.

“Ida, can you please be the hell careful! and hurry up! Andrew pulling the car around.” Fey called up from the ground. I took a deep breath in . . . 

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La Casa Ideal Para La Senorita Manuel

La Cliente: La Srta. Manuel

Descripción de La Cliente:

Nuestro cliente se llama Melanie Manuel. Tiene 50 años. La casa de sus sueños es mediana, antiqua, y divertida.  Ud. le gusta  leer, cocinar, hacer arte, practicar deportes, y tocar la guitarra y el piano. Ud. es una profesora en SLA.  La senorita Manuel es sociable y divertida. No tiene mascolates. Tiene un carro y una bicicleta.


Tenemos hacemos dos casas.


Descripción de la casa primero.

  • Está en la ciudad de Filadelfia.

  • Está cerca de un parque, el transporte público, un banco, un supermercado, unos museos, y restaurantes.

  • Hay un jacuzzi espectacular en el jardín.

  • La casa tiene dos pisos.

  • La casa tiene cuatro dormitorios y cuatro baños.

  • Hay una tele moderna en la sala.

  • La casa tiene una oficina increible..

  • Hay un piano pequeña en la oficina y un piano grande en la sala.

  • La casa tiene tres guardarropas mediana y un guardarropa grande.

  • La casa tiene un garaje magnífico.

  • La casa tiene un jardín enorme.

  • Hay dos fregaderos en la cocina,

  • Hay un horno, una nevera, y un estufa en la cocina.

  • Hay unas sillas y una mesa en el jardín.

  • Hay unos árboles en el jardín.




Sólo cuesta: $500,000

Contacto: Miriam Sachs

Teléfono: 1-800-UNA-CASA






Piso Primero

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Piso Segundo

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Descripción de la casa segundo:

  • Está en la ciudad de Berlín.

  • Está cerca de un parque, el transporte público, un banco, un supermercado, unos museos, y restaurantes.

  • Tiene cuatro baños, tres dormitorios y cuarto de huéspedes.

  • Tiene 3 sofás en la sala.

  • Tiene un piano en la sala.

  • Tiene un garaje.


Sólo cuesta: $500,000

Contacto: Katarina Backo

Teléfono: 1-800-UNA-CASA


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Diseñado por Miriam Sachs y Katarina Backo.

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Reflection 6

Reflection 6         Andrew Roberts


Contaminación por carbono afecta particularmente a salud de latinos

Por Andrew Roberts


La cantidad de dióxido de carbono en la atmósfera de la tierra está aumentando. Muchos científicos están preocupados por el futuro del mundo. El gobierno lo sabe y está tratando a ayudar. La Agencia de Protección Ambiental tiene un plan para reducir la cantidad de dióxido de carbono de que los Estados Unidos pone en la atmósfera en un 30%. Este plan va a terminar en 2030. Este plan es apoyado por muchos grupos pero no por los republicanos. Están contra él.

El dióxido de carbono es sólo uno de los contaminantes en la atmósfera. Ozono y metano también son muy peligrosos. La contaminación es especialmente perjudicial para las personas con asma, como muchos afroamericanos y latinos. Este plan ayudará a la gente con asma y todos los demás. Presidente Obama dijo en una llamada telefónica: "La contaminación de las plantas de energía empeora el asma y otros problemas respiratorios, e implementar este plan ayudará a proteger la salud de los estadounidenses más vulnerables, incluidos los niños y los ancianos." Esta llamada fue para explicar el plan de la EPA.

Este plan es bueno. Estados Unidos necesita comenzar a reducir su contaminación, especialmente dióxido de carbono, antes de que sea demasiado tarde.

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La Casa de Kai



Cliente

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Kai Burton



Nuestra cliente se llama Kai. Ella es muy alto y bonita. Kai tiene 14 años. Ella habla mucho y es muy  sociable. Sus hermano se llama Ian. Le encanta remar, correr y natación. Kai tiene un perro y en el futuro, ella quiere 3 niños. Le gusta cocinar, leer, ir de compras y ver la tele durante su tiempo libre.






La Casa


La casa de Kai es enorme. Tiene cuatro dormitorios y tres baños. La casa esta en la ciudad de San Francisco. La casa tiene dos pisos.


Hay un dormitorio principal por Kai. Tiene:

  • una cama

  • una ventana grande

  • un tele

  • gran visita


El dormitorio principal





Hay un comedor por la familia de Kai. Tiene:

  • diez sillas

  • una vidrio mesa

  • una blanca sofa


el comedor


la casa



Hay tres dormitorios por la familia de Kai. Tiene:

  • las camas

  • los teles

  • las ventanas


los dormitorios



Hay una cocina por la familia de Kai. Tiene:

  • un horno

  • la nevera

  • dos sillas

  • el fregadero



la cocina


Hay un jardín en la casa de Kai. Tiene:

  • muchos piscinas

  • hierba


el jardín


Hay dos baños en la casa de Kai. Tiene:

  • las duchas

  • los lavamanos

  • las ventanas


los baños





En la casa de Kai, hay una sala. Tiene:

  • una tele

  • las sofas

  • dos lamparas

  • una mesa


la sala


Hay un garaje en la casa de Kai. Tiene:

  • una bicicleta

  • una carra

  • tres lamparas


el garaje




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Casa De Sus Sueños

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Name: SENIOR LEHMAN


Short paragraph about client:

Este es Sr. Lehman! Él es 43 y viven en Filadelfia como principio de ciencia liderazgo academia. Sr. lehman es muy sociable, amable y amores leer, pintar, jugando la guitarra y piano. Él también tiene esposa y dos hijos.

     


La casa descripción:

La casa es en Madrid. Es grande y moderna y práctica. La casa es en cerca de supermercado y transporte público también la parque porque el dos hijos y porque usted lata practicar beisbol, frisbi, fútbol. También la atio delantero es muy bastante con un claro estanque y brillante hierba.  Como se puede ver, fabuloso la casa es muy perfecto y su Casa De Sus Sueños.


~ En la casa hay 2.5 baños. Uno en sótano tiene pequeño, una al lado de dormitorio con grande bañera y una en tres piso con grande la ducha.

~ Hay grande magnífico garaje para dos carros

~ Tiene tres habitaciones que tener muy cómodo camas

~ La casa es muy vibrante con 20 ventas

~ Hay tres hermoso pisos con pasillos con azul claro paredes

~ La casa en la ciudad

~ Hay cubierta del techo donde usted lata ver personas y carros con agradable vista

~  No hay jardín pero cerca la casa es a maravilloso tranquilo parque

~  La casa tiene a magnífico piano en la sala de estar

~ La cocina tiene mármol encimeras, grande nevera, precioso estufa y espumoso pisos de madera dura


~ En la sala de estar tiene enorme tv con impresionante xbox, playstation, wii que tiene Call of duty, minecraft, mario y Sims.      


Diseñado por:  

Fariha sultana

Corinthia Bell

Aldo Caushaj

Solo Cuesta: $93,397

Telefono: (1 800) 278- 9421


              Casa De Sus Sueños     


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   El bano

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El dormitorio












                  La Cocina          El  Jardín


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