The ethos is a Greek word that means credibility, it is often used in English to demonstrate the strength of the writing or someone. There were four essays that have weakest to strongest ethos that have been read were; “Kids are Kids-Until They Commit Crimes”, “Startling Findings on the Teenage Brains”, “On Punishment and Teen Killers”, and “Juveniles Don’t Deserve Life Sentence”. Each essay had a different point of view, all but one talked about teens should not get adult punishment for crimes they commit because they aren’t fully developed like adults act. Teens do not have a full concept as adults do when they commit such a horrifying crime. The strongest article with ethos is “Juveniles Don’t Deserve Life Sentences” because she dealt with
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When you looked to me though, you stopped because you saw the terror within the one that created you and you fell. We all stood to our feet except for me I was still in pain from giving birth to you and you making up bow made me almost pass out. Before I could pass out, I saw your father catch you then you began to cry.”
No one must know I possess this power because it isn’t right I am not supposed to have it. I always ask God why, what am I, please I know you're there what is this, I beg please tell me. All I hear is
“You’ll see your purpose one day. You’re not evil. You do not belong to him. You belong to me.”
And I never understand what that means.
Once as a child, the devil visited me. I was 3, it was 10:36 pm and my mother had put me to sleep and kissed me goodnight. She turned off the lights and closed the door. Most were scared of the dark, but I wasn’t. That’s when all the creatures came to play and if they were rude they had to leave. My mama would always wonder wonder why my room was a mess in the morning I’d always say
“It is not me, it’s him and his friends”
She’d say, “ I see no one sweety”
But I could see him in the corner laughing and mocking saying she can’t see me and you're in …show more content…
Mommy and I always have to clean up the mess. Can you leave me alone now. I am sleepy. Mommy says I should start kindergarten tomorrow because I am very smart and don’t need preschool.”
“But you are no regular 3 year old you aren’t even human”
“Please leave me alone Mr.Prettyman”
That is what I called him because I didn’t know who he was. Eventually he asked if he wanted to be one with me and before I could reach out my hand my mother came in and screamed so loud even he covered his ears and the window broke, but I was fine. I could feel my mother from the day I was born I knew she was a banshee. She grabbed me and ran because she was tired of the reuniting he was trying to have.
* * * * * My mama and daddy pulled me out of kindergarten because of the incident I had with a students trying to bully me. My mother felt something wrong and came to the school and when she saw me again I fell, but this time my mother caught me. My father was the wiping the memory of the event. The only memory he did not wipe was the bully because he wants to be reminded of what bullying could do. My father had the power of erasing and healing. It helps a lot because of what I am is too powerful. I have both of their powers and more, but I can’t control them yet. One day I pray I
When you looked to me though, you stopped because you saw the terror within the one that created you and you fell. We all stood to our feet except for me I was still in pain from giving birth to you and you making up bow made me almost pass out. Before I could pass out, I saw your father catch you then you began to cry.”
No one must know I possess this power because it isn’t right I am not supposed to have it. I always ask God why, what am I, please I know you're there what is this, I beg please tell me. All I hear is
“You’ll see your purpose one day. You’re not evil. You do not belong to him. You belong to me.”
And I never understand what that means.
Once as a child, the devil visited me. I was 3, it was 10:36 pm and my mother had put me to sleep and kissed me goodnight. She turned off the lights and closed the door. Most were scared of the dark, but I wasn’t. That’s when all the creatures came to play and if they were rude they had to leave. My mama would always wonder wonder why my room was a mess in the morning I’d always say
“It is not me, it’s him and his friends”
She’d say, “ I see no one sweety”
But I could see him in the corner laughing and mocking saying she can’t see me and you're in …show more content…
Mommy and I always have to clean up the mess. Can you leave me alone now. I am sleepy. Mommy says I should start kindergarten tomorrow because I am very smart and don’t need preschool.”
“But you are no regular 3 year old you aren’t even human”
“Please leave me alone Mr.Prettyman”
That is what I called him because I didn’t know who he was. Eventually he asked if he wanted to be one with me and before I could reach out my hand my mother came in and screamed so loud even he covered his ears and the window broke, but I was fine. I could feel my mother from the day I was born I knew she was a banshee. She grabbed me and ran because she was tired of the reuniting he was trying to have.
* * * * * My mama and daddy pulled me out of kindergarten because of the incident I had with a students trying to bully me. My mother felt something wrong and came to the school and when she saw me again I fell, but this time my mother caught me. My father was the wiping the memory of the event. The only memory he did not wipe was the bully because he wants to be reminded of what bullying could do. My father had the power of erasing and healing. It helps a lot because of what I am is too powerful. I have both of their powers and more, but I can’t control them yet. One day I pray I