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TITLE…. “WHY?” “WHY NOT?” “TELL ME, WHY?” “Because…” “Because?” “Because...I was curious and it looked fun!” “Next time, you will ask me before you do something like this again. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?” “Yes!” “Promise me that you will never do that again” “I pro…" “Jillian! Jillian! Come down for breakfast. Your milk is getting cold," called my mom. My mom’s voice woke me up. ‘OH NO… I didn’t see what happened at the end; thankfully it was only a dream’, I muttered to myself. It was a scary dream

The name’s Johnny, I’m part of a very close family. This family is not by blood though, my blood family knows I exist, they just wish they didn’t. My mom is an angry drunk, and my dad beats me with no provocation. My other family, or friends I guess, are pretty nice. They’re greasers, and I am too. I’m not as tough or mean looking as the other greasers, but I get along okay. It’s strange, rather than picking on me, the gang (my substitute family) protects me. I guess I’m like the pet/kid

Personal Assessment Paper Whenever the term legacy is invoked in conversation it elicits many different responses. What is it that makes a person have a legacy that will endure long after he or she has breathed their last breath? In my judgement there are several factors that enable a person to have a long lasting impact on others. There are several key attributes that I feel contribute in the greatest manner of developing a person into who they are and into the professional and the leader they

I quickly passed everyone in the hallway and dashed to the costume room. I swiftly yanked my costume off the rack and dragged it behind me. My lastness to get ready in the morning was going to cost me an issue minutes before the first show. I took a deep breath and I shoved past the gaggle of girls talking; opening the dressing room door. I jumped over the belongings on the floor and quickly changed. I put the hanger on the desk, pulled my hair out of my long dress and sighed. I grabbed my shoes

Final Summary and Evaluation The goal I achieved was that I applied to Texas A&M-Commerce and got accepted into their school. However, I am still waiting to be accepted into their Nursing program. I have also been finishing all my assignments before the deadline. The only thing that has caused me to not reach my entire goal for that was these journals. I began writing them daily so it was good I made the chance for that, but I realized I should have posted them each day I was writing. The progress

What is the American Dream? There are so many answers to what the American Dream is but what actually is the true definition of living the American Dream? We could go on and on to conclude on what we think it means. Everyday people come into the US to start a new life and to do the best for themselves. Should we expect this? The answer is yes, because everyone should have the opportunity to achieve their goal. How would u feel if you wanted to do something that you knew would make your life better

“Hi-ya, sport, you look you could use a good stiff drink?” a good-sized man said to Glenn as he handed him his champagne flute. “Here, take mine.” “You’re… you’re, John Candy,” Glenn managed to utter as he gazed upon one of his favorite actors. “Guilty as charged,” Candy replied with a chuckle. “And that’s Janis Joplin, Donna Reed, and Rita Hayworth over there. Now, if you look to your right, you will see Walter Cronkite and Kurt Cobain shooting-the-shit on the couch over there. And, that’s

Pip hugged the large textbooks close to her chest. Golly, there were a lot of people here. Momma said that I would be okay, that this is a new start. But gosh darnit the worry was eating at her like a pack of rabid wolves. What class did she have first? Right, Language arts with Mrs.Applegate. Remembering the route, Pip scurried down the crowded hall, pushing pasts the would-be giants. Walking into the class, Pip found a spot and set her books down. Hopefully, some people remembered her. Messing

A TYPICAL LOVE STORY I am Bennie Cork. My real name is Benjamin Henry Cork, BUT the only people who can call me that is my mother, my “real” father, my great grandmother, or Olivia. If you were to notice me, you are a rare type of breed. I’m nothing special… not extremely tall… not extremely smart...not extremely good looking… and definitely not extremely social, so no one really remembers me. I go through the halls of Glenbrook North High School looking like any other 17 year old guy: brown hair

I generally consider myself to be a kind and open person, but some of the discussion that we’ve had in HLSC 100 have made me realize that there’s a lot more I could be doing to make everyone feel included and safe. The inclusive language discussion opened my eyes to the fact that I am not always as inclusive as I thought. “What’s up guys?” “Hey guys!” “Guys, you gotta see this.” Those are all phrases that I had used almost everyday and never thought about their consequences. I never thought about