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narrative of the life of Frederick Douglass. Chapter one. I was born in Tuckahoe, near Hillsborough and about 12 miles from Easton in Talbot County, Maryland. I have no accurate knowledge of my age, never having seen any authentic record containing it. By far the larger part of the slaves know as little of their ages as horses know of theirs. The Chrono Car by Steve Bellenger What took you so long? Jimmy spotted a pair of eyes peeking from a space between boards kneeled over a window next to the front door. You've got to be kidding me. I'm not going in there. Will you just get in here? Tony opened the door, Jimmy Side. As he made his way up the creaking steps to the porch, he stood wide eyed and sun blind in the darkness when Tony closed the door. What am I doing here? He asked. No one in particular. You're here because you're my best friend and one of the very few people I really trust, Tony answered. Lenny Gray, by Earl Sewell. I ain't sneaking curly. I'm just trying to enjoy some quiet time, said Lenny Gray. She closed her eyes and hope that he would take the hint and leave her alone for a few minutes. Hey, Lennie, ain't nobody we can here but us. Even with her eyes closed and her back turned to him, she could hear the request for intimacy in his voice. Maybe you should go back to sleep. Lenny Great continued to bathe herself, chasing space by Leland Melvin. Just because you're an astronaut doesn't mean you ever get to go into space to go into space. You need to get assigned to a flight. It's the last step in a journey that could take a lifetime, and not all astronauts walk in space. Some command or pilot the spacecraft. Others are mission specialists who do scientific experiments or work the shuttle's robotic arm. But astronauts who are trained in space walking are always in demand. More than anything, I wanted a flight assignment and was willing to do whatever it would take to get one. The other Westmore. This is a story of two boys living in Baltimore with similar histories and and identical name Wes Moore. One of us is free and has experienced things that he never even knew to dream about as a kid the other will spend every day until his death behind bars for armed robbery that left a police officer and a father of five dead. The chilling truth is that his story could have been mine. The tragedy is that my story could have been hiss.