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red, and gray display the mood inside the veldt. Orange represents heat, black and gray symbolize danger or darkness, whereas red signifies death and blood. The orange color illustrates exactly how hot the veldt is, red signifies the death of the parents, and black symbolizes the vultures that cast a shadow on the tree to represent death. In the short story, the veldt is described by George as having, “…the smell of dust like a red pepper in the hot air”(Bradbury,1). George describes the veldt…

For as long as I can remember, I have always loved art. When I was five years old, I would mischievously color all over my sister’s bedroom walls. Now whenever I have any free time to spare, I invest it all into creating a new piece. Whether it’s rough sketches or a time-consuming finished product, my love for creating art will never change. With each new school year brought a new art class to my life. I’ve taken art every single year since kindergarten, and I have progressed with each brush…

My Pursuit of Happiness through Trials and Tribulations: A Personal Experience of a Sole Proprietor My mother always told me to set high goals for myself, but also not to set myself up for failure. I did not succeed in balancing those two lessons when I first opened my salon. However, having been a stylist for six years, I felt I had enough experience to venture out on my own. I had this idea that I was not only going to open my own salon but that I was going to triumph other chain salons…

no longer just a dream of a better life;let it be the day you act upon it” I love that quote because I live by it and every day I try to let today be that day. I was born on October 20th,2005 at 5:10 pm. I was the first and the last child born of parents: Crystal and Bob Read. My middle name is from my Memaw Betty Jane, she passed away in 1974. They got my name from the bible,Mary Magdalene. My nickname is Maddy and that’s all people called me in Louisiana but my family calls me Madelyn. In…

D. Ballard September 19, 2017 English 4 pt.2 Reflective Essay Growing up in Cleveland, Mississippi it has been some rainy days and also sonny days. When I was a child I was living with my mother and older sister in an apartment on the east side of town. In Cleveland there were fewer jobs and poverty was kind of high. Somehow my mother always made a way to buy our food, shoes, and clothes. The neighborhood we lived in wasn’t a bad place but violence always occurs every now and then. Growing up I…

The Suicide Hi im mya and this is my story. It's the middle of the year and I just found out that I have to move schools. Mom said they had to move far away from home because of work issues, which doesn't seem fair. Mom, Trevor, and I have to move before monday starts because we have to start school. “Trevor, Mya let's go we're going to be late” mom shouted from outside. And off we go to start a new school and a new life. I'm going to miss my friends but at least we can still text and facetime…

Growing up my mother and I had a very difficult relationship, it was a very difficult time in my life. We went through a lot of fights, name calling, hurtful words, wishing each other ill and pain. Growing up my mother used to verbally abuse me by calling me all kinds of names, criticized the way I looked and parts of my body. I was either too fat or too skinny but I was never good enough for her. She was very hurtful with words. Things didn’t get any better as I got older. The way she used to…

they tell you that your ‘mini-me’ is very sick, that they might not make it. Without being in this very situation it would prove difficult to imagine how a parent…

“Psychologists called it ‘learned helplessness’ when a person believes, as I did during my youth, that the choices I made had no effect on the outcomes in my life,” (237). J.D. Vance’s memoir, Hillybilly Elegy, focuses on social development and issues pertaining to his family and the society in which he grew up in. His writing focuses on chronological events from his childhood up into adulthood, each life stage sharing a similar situation; an undependable mother, a guiding grandmother (Mamaw)…

that my grandparents own.Thats what I grew up doing, our family always had barbeques as well. Another thing I really enjoy doing is spending time with the people who mean most to me. My family has gone through an unexplainable amount of pain. My parents; stepmom and dad, have struggled with a drug addiction for 8 years and just within this last year have became sober. They were hurting my grandparents along with the rest of the…