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  • Personal Narrative Essay On Freedom

    Freedom, and rights for that matter, is a giant teeter-totter. You never have quite the right balance to keep it even and up in the air without your feet touching the ground. I think that I’ve had times where I’ve had my rights infringed on,that my rights and my freedom had brought up debate, but I think at some point we all do. I guess a time where I saw that freedom is more defined by the person is when I chose not to stand for the pledge of allegiance last year. It was a personal choice,…

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  • Short Story: Gilma Burdge And The Disease

    Gilma Burdge and the Disease Gilma stared in disbelief as her mother coughed up blood. She ran to the kitchen and grabbed a cold washcloth. When she got back to her mother’s room, she had collapsed on the floor. Gilma picked her up gently and laid her on the bed, placing the damp washcloth on her forehead. She looked at her mom’s fragile figure and whispered, “Don’t worry momma, I’ll keep you healthy.” She got up off the bed and walked to the phone, quickly dialing the clinic’s number. It rung…

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  • The Importance Of My Mother's Influence In My Life

    My mom once said “You can do anything if you have the right mind set.” Her inspirational words encourage me to further my career pathways and education. She also helped with my confidence and told me that I need to believe in myself that I can do it. My mom has been the biggest influence in my life. She has been with me through tough and good times. I always come to her about anything going on in my life. She encourages me to overcome my fears and obstacles. She has influenced me to be the…

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  • Personal Essay: My Apology In The Classroom

    To start off my apology I would like to start by saying that I know what I have done is not what I should be doing and every time that I do something that is against the rules other people think that it is ok to break the rules too and I know that I have a lot of people looking up to me so I am not being a very good role model for the people around me. I know the 9th graders look up to us when we are in bible class. Like the other day in class I said something funny and they all laugh and even…

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  • Law Of Attraction: Unlocking Your Happy Life

    Law Of Attraction: Unlocking Your Happy Life By Wenny Yap | Submitted On March 01, 2012 Recommend Article Article Comments Print Article Share this article on Facebook Share this article on Twitter Share this article on Google+ Share this article on Linkedin Share this article on StumbleUpon Share this article on Delicious Share this article on Digg Share this article on Reddit Share this article on Pinterest Expert Author Wenny Yap Whether you want to live a long life or if you only…

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  • Example Of Narrative Essay My Short Story

    I walked into my class out of breath after climbing three sets of stairs only to find myself without a place to sit. My seat had been taken by someone else. Fortunately for me, one of my classmates was absent, so I sat in her place. The next day the same thing happened and again another girl was absent so I sat in her place. This kept happening and I realized that I had no “real friends” that I could rely on to save me a seat. Did I really know everyone in class? Yes I did. Were they all…

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  • Response To 'My Dearest Genaro'

    My Dearest Genaro, I know you hate being called by your name, but it’s your name. I love it so much. I love when someone says it and my mind automatically thinks of you. I love when I repeat it over and over again in my mind because each time I say it, it makes me wish you were here. Whenever I hear your name, this rush comes in and leaves me floating in the air with love for you. When I hear your voice, a chill runs through my body wishing you were whispering in my ear so that I could only…

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  • Personal Narrative: My Eighth Characteristics

    My eighth characteristic is another one I’m not proud of. The eighth one is that I’m very temperamental. It does not take much to make me upset. If someone says something or does something I don’t like, I immediately get an attitude or become very upset. I remember one day my mother tried to make me wear an outfit I did not like and I immediately got upset. I remember yelling at my mother and getting really angry. Little things can upset me just like big things. I’m not sure what caused this to…

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  • Personal Narrative: Home Alone

    I pace back and forth checking my phone every two I pace back and forth checking my phone every two seconds. My emotions are on all maximum overload. My heart is racing from excitement I can 't really contain it anymore. I 'm finally alone for the weekend. No liv no Maddie no Joey no mom and dad just me. I don 't even really remember where they went I stopped listening after mom told me I would be home Alone. So as soon as I knew I would be alone I got to dialing. The knock on the door brings…

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  • Personal Narrative: Pain Of Suffering

    I never understood how people handle the pain of losing a love one and how difficult the suffering would be for a person. On my part I felt they pain, and love, but never understood it. The first time I ever experience this kind of hurt is when my mother died, I never knew that losing her would cost me a lot of unbearable fear, that’s when I started understanding others pain of losing someone they loved. I have tried to explain this pain I feel, but this nothing in this world that can cover the…

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