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  • A Day That Changed My Life Essay

    The day that changed my life was the day my family had seen Jim’s body for the last time. Then I realized even if I do well and protect myself things are still uncontrollable. Also, I cannot protect everyone else around me and neither am I myself invincible. It was that day that I was finally aware of death. Yes, everyone knows that eventually every living thing dies, but I thought however, for some reason this would never happen to me. Now I realize how wrong I was. Jim, he was like a father to me however he was the actual biological father for two out of my four brothers’. Although he also, raised my brother Joey who had never met his biological dad. Jim was compassionate and kind. He told all sorts of jokes and walked around playing his guitar. He was also more understanding than my biological father and even though I wasn’t blood to him, I know he loved me so. Jim’s death took everyone by surprise. The day I found out started as a normal day. I remember waking up next to my friend Cory. My phone began to ring and it was my mother who was calling me. I thought nothing of it and answered the phone. We began to talk for a while, then all of a sudden my mother said,” Sara, Jim’s dead.” I immediately blurted out, “What?” She stated the dreadful sentence again and I repeated, “What?” again. I was uneasy as I finally spoke, “What do you mean?” She then, told me “Marla (Jim’s girlfriend) has found him dead this morning.” However in those moments I didn’t really believe it.…

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  • Personal Narrative: Resolving Conflict

    Growing up, I noticed, when approached with conflict, my sisters and my mother would often state that they did not want to talk about it or would simply leave the room. I now have a phrase for this: the exit response. For us, the exit response was always temporary. If the problem was serious, it would eventually be brought back up; if it wasn’t, then things usually got better on its own. While my dad is often the first to use the voice response, I have noticed that my dad often chooses the…

    Words: 710 - Pages: 3
  • Victor's Negative View Of The Creature In Frankenstein By Mary Shelley

    In Frankenstein by Mary Shelley, Victor’s world is in a continuous state of change, from his family to his environment. However, the one thing that never deviates in the novel is Victor’s negative perspective of the Creature. Victor cannot change his perspective because he sees himself in the Creature, he has grown to despise himself due to his various actions in the novel, and because of this he hates the monster. Elizabeth, the most important member of Victor’s family, appears to be one of…

    Words: 1021 - Pages: 5
  • Victor's Death In Frankenstein

    In the novel Frankenstein by Mary Shelley, Victor Frankenstein’s death was a tragedy because of how smart and talented he was. However, he was very troubled due to his creature. After the creature had been born, Victor thought, “I had desired it with an ardour that far exceeded moderation; but now that I had finished, the beauty of the dream vanished, and breathless horror and disgust filled my heart” (39). Victor’s creature was horrendous to look at, had an IQ of a baby, and had ability to…

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  • Personal Narrative: Some Things I Remember

    There are few things I remember. I was painting, felt dizzy, the next thing I remember is talking to the paramedic as I was lying on the floor. I remember being in the hospital, but not going to the hospital. I remember talking to my friends in the hospital, then I remember talking to the doctors, them telling me I had had three seizures in the past two days. Three weeks later, I remember waking up on a Wednesday with a killer headache. The worst headache I had ever had, but I don’t remember how…

    Words: 1599 - Pages: 7
  • My Father Research Paper

    Have you ever had one of the worst people in your life become the best role model you have ever had? My whole life I just wanted my father to be there for me and love me like he loved my younger siblings, But I never felt what that was like. I wanted to be more of a priority instead of being shoved to the side like I was a burden to him. I thought I wanted to grow up and be like my father, but I found out that I didn’t. I learned more about who I wanted to be as a man, and as a father in my own…

    Words: 754 - Pages: 4
  • Short Story: Grandfather

    On the eve of Christmas, there were no excited whispers wondering what gift they’d receive, no licorice whips for the little one to enjoy. This year, as the last, Christmas would not be a happy occasion. With pity in their eyes, Mary and Cynthia watched their mother lay there, each, wondering if there was something they could do, someone they could call on to help. Uriah had ridden over every week to check on them; many times, bringing them what little he could spare from caring for his own…

    Words: 1523 - Pages: 7
  • Red Petals: A Short Story

    Rosy Red Petals BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP… Briana opens her eyes as she hears her alarm clock ringing in her ears. She then jumps right out of the bed before it flips her over. It is 6:30 A.M. and she needs to get out of the house by quarter till 8 at the latest. She is dragging herself into her shower booth, luckily the bathroom is already steamed up for her. She takes a quick twenty-minute shower and runs downstairs in her robe to start her kitchen to make her breakfast and lunch. She stares at…

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  • My Reflection On Trying To Find Joy In Reading

    The title of my first reading response was “Trying to Find Joy in Reading.” I believe this was an appropriate title to describe how I walked into this class, and still in some ways how I’m walking out of it. My attitudes have changed slightly after taking this class, but I’m still not someone who would probably sit down and read a book in my free time. However, there were glimmers of hope for me throughout the semester that might indicate I’m heading in the right direction as far as being able…

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  • Cross Lambert: A Short Story

    This is a story about a man named Cross Lambert. “Hey Cross, aren’t you excited? You’re going to get your first command soon?” “I don’t know Galius. I have been a lieutenant for so long, I don’t know how the men are going to adjust to my promotion.” “Everyone knew you were going to be the next captain and you have many supporters, amazingly. You’re the perfect example for a high-ranking officer.” “How so?“ “You follow orders to the letter and you are a devout follower of Zenith and the men…

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