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She is often seen as an innocent southern belle, just a beautiful fool. However, many readers view her in a completely opposite way. She has been noted as quite a dishonorable character, almost more of a villain, in the harshest of descriptions. She is motivated purely by her own comfort and security, which come in the way of money and material items. This sense of monetary motivation seems to affect her in such a way that makes her almost superior to the common working person. Daisy…

When I was younger, I always wanted to be a writer. I loved the idea of someone reading my thoughts and ideas as they were printed on paper. As of now technology has advanced quite well and has made the process of sharing information a great deal easier. I can proudly say that I am now a blog owner. However, it seems I may have entered the game a little late or perhaps a tad bit early. I’ve read in various places that there’s always an advantage when starting early. As the saying goes, “The…

Kelsey and Angela walked in silence towards the parking lot. Kelsey could tell that she was nervous, and didn’t want to push her to talk. Upon seeing Derek and Ben in the parking lot, she reached over and squeezed Angela’s hand. “You’ll do great.” She whispered before leading her over to where the two boys were waiting. “Hello gorgeous.” Ben called to her, jogging over to the two of them and pulling Kelsey in for a kiss. “We could have walked up to grab you.” “Oh no that’s okay,” Kelsey…

I spent most nights thinking about her and how she was no longer existent. A stone replaced her with her name engraved on it. I stared at it feeling unsatisfied because she just meant so much more in my eyes. She was now lying down still with a stone above her head showing the world she once lived. I found it odd how all-living things become objects or some historical monument at the end of their lives. Something stationary that people admire or reflect on. I found myself crying one late night…

Aphrodite, after mourning for a few seconds in silence, spoke again with a far away look in her eye. “Most of my children are dead, now.” She trained her eyes on me, and nodded a bit, almost like it was to herself. “You’ll last the longest.” If only she knew. “Why did you hide from us if you knew Eros was one of your last children still alive?” Dawson asked softly. I felt Dawson was asking all the questions I could not bring myself to. If she was truly so depressed by the fact my siblings were…

The conflict occurred 2 years ago, when I was in grade 11 of my senior high school in Indonesia. My biology teacher gave our class assignment which need to be completed by 2 weeks, she also told us that if a student can submitted before the deadline she will give us additional marks only for first three people. The assignment itself it’s not easy, it required complex analysis and critical thinking in biology. Consistent with my type a personality that is known to be competitive, I am motivated…

Creating Good Content in Just Twenty Minutes Days If you work for a small business, you’ve most likely heard someone say that they “wear many hats.” Consequently, when new technologies arise it’s a struggle for many small businesses to find someone in the organization to not only learn about it, but to find the time to complete the tasks. Now I’m a firm believer that there is always time to something. If it’s important enough to you, then you’ll find the time. But sometimes if you work for a…

Anyone would be quick to say that their mom or dad is the best. Of course they are going to fight with you about it, but why should you care what someone else’s parent do or has been through if you have your own? They easily can argue that their parents are better than yours. No one can technically prove to you that their parents are better, but many want to show why or how they praise, and respect theirs. My dad teaches me, and many others an endless amount of lessons, influencing me to become…

What is it like to be peer pressured? The three messages from elephant Have you ever been peer pressured into something? Have you ever peer pressured someone into something? Do you ever feel like you need to do something to impress the people around you? Do you ever want to feel cool? Can you feel cool doing something that felt wrong to you? In the story Shooting An Elephant by George Orwell, George was peer pressured into shooting, an elephant for the Burmese. There could have been…

I woke up the next morning with a book covering my chest, still opened to the same page. Conner was outstretched at the foot of my full size bed, his furry feet touching mine. With my blankets still undisturbed underneath me, I rolled over with groan and stretched until my back popped, sounding like a round of bullets were being fired. I sat up, wiping the gunk from the corner of my eyes, and saw that I beat my alarm. It was 6:52 a.m. I proceeded to turn off my alarm in advance so it wouldn’t…