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    Pain. The feeling is more than I could bare. A quick intake of breath and my lungs fill with steam. A squeal escapes; it is not much of a noise. My arm covers my face, and I run. I run from our small kitchen to our living room. Dad is on the couch and looks up when I run into the room. The pain is too much to even to make the smallest of noises. I run in my mouth open and top half of me soaking. He rises quickly and pulls me to the stairs and calls for mom. “Ronae, get down here now.” He says his voice serious. I run my fingers over my face and feel my damp hair pressed against my brow. To me, it feels like my skin has shriveled. Fear fills me. I think how my face has possibly been ruined forever. The thought of it makes me scream. My mom appears at the top of the stairs, her face etched with fear. She heard the seriousness in my…

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    It is at the window where Mrs. Mallard has her realization. She is free now. She views how everyone is trapped in the shackles of their world. Mrs. Mallard knew that she was going to mourn, she had an emotional attachment towards her husband but she saw beyond that. She knew what she was going to get “and she opened and spread her arms to them in welcome (58.) Spoiler alert, we’ve reached the end. Now the greatest irony occurs, the death. Mr. Mallard, Brantley, is alive and enters the house.…

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    who I had not seen for nearly 9 years, could be walking to my front door any minute now. The thought frightened me and so many questions popped into my brain. What was he going to say? How would he respond to what I had to say to him? I loved Anh very much, but the idea of me and him reconnecting left me scared; petrified, even. I started trembling. It soon dawned on me that I had not properly prepared for any of this. I had not told Anh so many things like how I was diagnosed with a brain…

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    ask the question, “Where’s Dent?” The Joker, who must be numb to pain, continues to play mind games with Batman until he finally cracks and tells him what he wants. The philosophical question raised is an interesting one. Is it okay to torture someone to get answers to something? For example, should the US government be torturing terrorists to get answers out of them? A bit of slapping around obviously won’t hurt anyone, but what if they will only give the needed answers if you drive them…

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    shoulders; I’d like to feel like I’m not hiding anything anymore. As I mentioned before, I spent many years of my life suffering from depression. As I have also mentioned before, I HAVE recovered. I did not choose to write about this to get attention from anyone, I am fine now, yada, yada, yada. I suppose I will start off with the main thing that happened in my life, that completely changed me: My parents got divorced. Now, most kids would be absolutely devastated after this happening,…

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    to do a lot of work in order to pass their classes. She spends a good amount of time with friends which is important to her. Her routine of getting up every morning around eight is helpful to her because she knows how much time she has to get ready for her day. She also spends a reasonable amount of time relaxing and doing things she enjoys which is good because college can become stressful if there is no…

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    nurses can acquire a more sensible attitude to understand their patients of same and different culture. Kris Holloway is the author of the book Monique and The Mango Rains. Kris was inspired to write this book because she had a great experience with her friend Monique Dembele in the village where she was living. This story takes place in the village of Nampussela, Mail to the West of Africa. Since 1989 Kris was volunteered to work in the Peace Corps for two years until 1991. Kris was…

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    cared about getting the treatment for Johnny done. So, outside Dally's restaurant, there was a phone booth that requires only five cents and thus Ponyboy put five cents and spin the phone dial thing every time he gets a number because that times they had the old phone technology. Then, a guy picked up the phone and said- "Hello mister/missus may I help you". Later, Ponyboy said- "I have a question and it's very important- that is my mate have an emergency situation it is he has died from his…

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    that I cannot fix everything. At this time I am not in a manager role and I often find myself wanting to give my input on things that I feel are being done incorrectly. I have notice that I have develop a since of patients running short when I see people doing things that can be done better. For example; I have work in other departments that have eliminated the high use of paper by scanning and keeping documents electronic with electronic file not making multiple paper copies and keep the…

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    When the word “home” is defined in a dictionary you are given definitions like “the place in which one’s domestic affections are centered” or “any place of residence or refuge” but to me home means so much more. To me, home is theatre. Those who know me well will attest that the change in me throughout this experience is drastic. Theatre transports me to places I couldn’t dream of otherwise and two years ago, I was taken to a place that would change my life forever and theatre transformed to…

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