Melba is my name. I was one of the first black students in the United States to attend an all-white high school. My friends and I had to fight racism in its many forms throughout our lives. I had to transition from a being a normal teenage girl to one of the tough warriors. When i started school at Central High School, I had no idea of the strong discomfort I would had needed to face.…
What if you discovered that a loved one was a serial killer? We’ll that’s what happened to 17 year old Bonnie Stevens. Bonnie thought that she had a completely normal life until she found something that would change her forever. She found a book sitting on the kitchen table.…
I saw Sheila Brown today. She continued to exhibit paranoia and delusion. Despite her acknowledgement of ‘feeling slightly out of whack’, she was adamant that her suspicion on both of your intentions and manners were real and unrelated to her psychotic symptom. She was specifically fixated on Kimberly’s ways of talking. What concern me the most is her statement about not being hesitate to fight if anyone, including the staff, continues to disrespect her.…
It was as if when God created Erik Raison, He had reached a mighty hand into a bag of talents and showered them like rain over the child's cradle. There was hardly any other explanation for the myriad gifts that the man possessed. He composed renowned and respected music, and it was said that he had the voice that could sound like an angel from heaven above for a demon from hell below. It wasn't enough that he could create beauty with his voice, was it? It seemed that the Almighty had one last gift in store for Mr. Raison when He made those pianist's hands that were just as adept at tuning an instrument as they were at creating building plans.…
These are my thoughts and feelings on pages one through five. I feel sorry for Charlie Gordon because he doesn't understand what's going around him, and what people mean. Such as when he was doing the Rorschach test when they ask him what did he see in the cards. Charlie didn't understand what they meant and said spilled ink. But I also feel bad for him because you can tell he's trying really hard to pass the test so he can get the research done on him, so he can become smarter.…
Maycomb was a tired, old town back in those days. People moved slowly, ambling across the town square. Days seemed long, especially on hot summer days. People didn’t hurry, because there was nowhere to go, nothing to buy, no money to buy it with, and nothing to see.…
“Mom said she would take care of selling the house on her own. I think I’m only going to stay a few more days. I understand if you need to go back sooner.” Bennett was snuggled into Cole’s side on the couch. Jase had fallen asleep in Bennett’s old bedroom looking at her childhood pictures.…
Hope’s feelings “BRAVERMAN, I asked for my order of an American grilled cheese on Pumpernickel twenty minutes ago.” Hope hollered to Braverman. “Apparently you can not tell time.” He hollered back to me.…
“Singin’ all my songs to bedroom mirrors, deep inside my heart I’m still here.” Sitting in my friends living room, four friends gathered on new year’s eve listening to Andy Biersack. My favorite heartthrob was 25. I carefully fixated on the screen, tuning into the words.…
As i'm sitting in my new bedroom in california, and looking outside i see nothing but the sun. it has to be about 102 degrees outside and the wind ain't even really blowing. I know that if i was to go outside right now and start walking i would definitely break a sweat. I know that the trees aren't really moving. And fans are screaming Chris Brown, you look out your window to see Chris walking down the sidewalks of Cali and while you look at Chris you’re thinking to yourself “…
His name is Captain Wildcat I found out. He is one of the most respected war chiefs in the shawnee community. I have gone into busy with the two french men,but Bettie must not know about it. She would never talk to me again. I sew shirts to sell to the indians and in return the two french men LaPlante and Goulart would give me a blanket for each six shirts I sew.…
Compared to the other ones I’ve chosen so far, this picture probably seems a bit different. Strange, even. That’s because unlike the others, the focus is not on me, nor any other person in my family. Rather, smack in the center of the picture sits a little dark puffball. That puffball happens to be one of the many Woolly Bear Caterpillars, which I called woollies, that I confronted, and even helped that day.…
Hello, it is me Josephine Baker not many people knew but my real name was Frida Josephine McDonald. I was born on June 3rd 1906 in St. Louis, Missouri. Most people in the 1900 always think that you had to be born into wealth and fame, but not me. My family was very poor so I had to work for my own money. I babysat for the wealthy and waited on them.…
This play doesn’t speak much about me as a person, but as you narrow down to the characters, it does. The theme of this play is what I assume happens at a big Halloween house party. There were characters I chose resemble my traits such as easy going and laid back. I'm also typically a person who is really can take a joke and can talk about almost anything, and because of these characteristics, I'd classify myself as a person who is can easily befriend. In life, I want to be work my way up to become successful.…
I Bailey Jaggers was at the hospital with my dad, who had been shot, when I met Ponyboy, Sodapop, and Darry Curtis. They were greasers just like me, and they happened to live right up the street from my house. They were there to see two of their friends, Johnny Cade and Dallas Winston, who had been injured in a fire. My dad is doing really bad and I don’t know how to deal with stuff like this. “I have a son of my own,” I tell the brothers, “ his name is Roman and my wife’s name is Kiana.”…