My Bedroom Essay

IN THE BRIEF MOMENTS FOLLOWING HIS DEATH, Senator Donald Welt was sure of one thing, he was dead. That much he knew for certain. But there were other things he didn’t know of course. The small things, the details. Who had shot him? Why had they shot him? What was next? That final question seemed most pressing for the time being, a question he claimed to know the answer to throughout his entire political career. It’s so easy for the living to talk about death, but for the dead it was no laughing…

experiencing pain and suffering. Whenever I would be going through a dark moment in my life, I would often blame God for not loving me. Kairos helped me discover the truth of God, showing me that bad things are when we need God the most and must not doubt His plan. Always thought that since I turned myself off to God, God would do the same. Kairos showed me that God never turns His back on us. In my life, God is a larger part of my life than He has ever been. No longer looking to him only for…

In My Antonia written by Willa Cather the story is told in the form of a memoir despite being fictional. The introduction is Jim Burden talking to a friend about a girl named Antonia that they were both acquainted with. Jim suggests the idea that they both write down every story about Antonia that they can remember and form it into a book. The friend agrees however never writes their half. The book My Antonia is the memories Jim Burden has written about his dear friend Antonia Shimerda. Jim has…

charming of fellas. My patience has always run as thin as a strand of hair. I’ll hear people blabbing above me on the streets how awful it was that I, “Stole the lives of so many innocent people.” WELL LISTEN HERE! I do not decide when it’s time for someone to part, that is in the hands of the three fates. They decided when the string of life is due to be cut. I on the other hand, have the honors…

shade. My entire body seemed to burning. My shaking hands lifted my aching body from the dirt. My skin was no longer this pale color, but instead was as red as a lobster. There was also dirt covering every part of my body. How it got up my pants? I have no clue, but it was rubbing my skin the wrong way. My eyes traveled to the two large bite marks on my right arm, and my left leg. The blood had congealed, but the dirt was creating this yellow tint around the marks. I tear off the sleeves of my…

I have a confession to make. I don’t know what the word “home” means. At one point in my life, I may have had some idea, but that faded as I matured. When I was little, it seemed to be the place my family and I returned to after being somewhere else, such as Grandma’s house or the movie theater. It was where my bedroom with all my toys was, where my mother would bake batches of delicious cookies, and where my father grew his garden. It was a 3-story building in the tiny, rural town of Hartley,…

was one of his favorites. After the movie, the two went back to the waterfall. Kather took thurough time explaining when and why he made each picture or painting. "That one I made when my mother died, taking my older brother with her. She got in a really bad car accident on the roads back to my grandmother's. My brother was in the front seat. The seat belts…

Black death Could this be the end? Why must god put us through this?! Ever since the galley came back people have just been falling. My father came back with huge swollen buboes on his neck and legs. But his pain didn't last long, he died two days after he came back. There was no time to mourn over my father because my mother had gotten ill also. Every time she coughed blood came gushing out of her mouth and she had a very difficult time breathing and was very weak. There was no way she was…

My name is Karen Holmes and I am the Education Assistant at Kappa Kappa Gamma Headquarters. Your District Director, [District Director name], recently contacted me to place a request for an Every Member Education Trainer visit for your chapter. This workshop…

victory for the Wellington Academy Knights. It had been a tough game, my muscles were sore with exhaustion, but burning for more domination. I was startled when Bash stiffened and his tone became serious and quiet while he said, “I need a favor from you. You have to promise me that...if for some reason...I can’t be here for Juliette...you have to promise that you’ll take care of her, for me. It’s just...you’re the only guy I trust with my little sister. She’s still a kid. I need you to always be…