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Summary of Evans Lake Day 1 On the bus ride to Evans Lake was very fun because I was sitting beside one of my best friends Casey. On the bus ride we had lots of snacks including cookies, chips and a little bit of candy, we watched the Minions movie, and we played card games. When we arrived, we played a game called knuckle ball, what was very unique about playing it at Evans Lake was they had a arena built for it, the game was very fun. After we were done with that we went…

Both J. D. Salinger’s, Catcher in the Rye, and Jamaica Kincaid’s, Annie John, are coming-of-age novels that give the reader a window into the character’s mind. The authors create a bond between the reader and their main characters, by sharing the character's innermost thoughts with the readers. By sharing Holden and Annie’s thoughts, the readers have access to information that the other characters in the books do not have. For example, when Holden has just been kicked out of his school and is…

One of the first videos that I watched on your channel was your playthrough of The Beginner’s Guide last summer. I started watching it a couple of hours after midnight and I did not once pause it. I remember feeling closer to you than to any other person in the world that night. I experienced stronger emotions than I had in weeks or maybe even months throughout the entirety of your play through. I can't tell you that you saved my life or cured my depression that night or any night since, but…

On the Twelfth Tuesday Morrie and Mitch talk about forgiveness. Morrie told Mitch that their is no point of living your life regretting things that you have done in the past and he said to Mitch "Forgive yourself before you die. Then forgive others" (p.164). The mean point of Morrie saying this quote is that you must forgive yourselves for the things you have or haven't done in the past and accepting who you are now.Also we truly cannot forgive other if we didn't forgive ourselves and you…

(Add header [title and name]) Trista “Trista, stop eating the berries. We are almost there.” Shouts the woman holding my hand, pulling me to her side when I stuff a raspberry in my mouth off a bush. “But I’m hungry.” She lets out a sigh and stops under a tree close to the playground. Snapping her fingers as she points to the ground. “Lay the blanket out here. And give me the food. I want to have some before you get a stomachache.” Taking the basket from me. “I wasn’t going to eat all of it.…

At aproxamettly 1 a.m. on February 10, 2016, I, Keila Ramsey was dispatched to Apt. 102 at 300 S. Parker Road at 1 a.m. because a neighbor had reported a disturbance. I arrived near the lobby and looked for Apt. 102, once I found Apt. 102 I rang the bell and hear a man shout, “Shut up and leave us alone.” I rang the bell again and announced that I was a police officer. Barry Chinkowski, opens the door and lets me in. I see a woman sitting on the sofa, looking down at the floor. Barry Chinkowski…

People embed their faith into their objects. As I get ready for bed, I always look forward to cuddling up to my aged and raggedy pillow. Officially known as Chira, my fluffy and pure pillow, with a cute image of Winnie the Pooh and Piglet, has worn down over the years; now what remains is a rag-like-cloth with tears and holes. Although Chira has basically disintegrated, there is nothing else I have been able to hold on to, for as long as I managed to keep it. Losing Chira right now would be like…

I sit there in shock at the sight of seeing my brother who's standing before me, wearing a black bulletproof vest and army boots. The sounds of screams and guns going off can still be heard within my apartment and...outside? Even with the light shinning in my face and the room completely dark, I can see that he's covered with all this protective gear and... As I was about to open my mouth, Duncan grabs me and pulls me out of the apartment. "Duncan!" I yell. "Duncan! What happening?! I-" before…

Heavy Duty I tiptoed down the steps as quietly as I possibly could, trying to get a glimpse at my first adult movie. I got to the bottom of the staircase and creeped down the hallway. It’s happening, I can’t believe I’m actuall y doing this! I thought. As I peeked around the corner, I saw just what I was looking for. Scars last forever, whether they are physical or mental. Everyone has scars of their own; mine is probably very different than anyone else’s. When I was four years old, I had the…

Throughout my life, though has not been very long, I have experienced many of things. Some events were life changing, some were just little bumps and crevices in which evolved me into the being I am today. The most powerful events were long-term periods of doubt or self-enlightenment, but the most occurring ones were the short-term periods of constantly shrouding one’s self into a pit of despair, longing and here and there a big spike of happiness. After reading Okahandja Lessons by…