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As a dancer, I was the kid who went down to the mall and took tap and ballet, and I was very serious about it. I wanted to be a dancer. And then when I was in high school, I was in choir. And because of being in dance and being able to sing, I would audition for the big musical every year. So I was always in the big musical every year. I was always singing, dancing, and acting all through high school. And in college, I didn't major in theater, but I always had theater classes. I was always in…

Leaders are made to keep things organized and to prevent things from going crazy. What makes a leader destructive? During a time of war, a plane that carried a large group of well-behaved British boys crashes into an island. The pilot of the plane is killed, but many of the schoolboys survive, where they are alone without any adults to do the work for them. At first, they learn to feed themselves and they get along very well. Towards the end, the two boys separate into two which leads to chaos,…

I feel as if your actions determine what responsibilities you hold, and what you are accountable for. Here I go again going into a deep thought. I realized that it also says that your responsibilities can show how your actions are which can lead to bigger and better responsibilities to be proud of. Responsibilities, tasks, biases and stereotypes all fall in the same category…

emphasis. And he will definitely be the first to die in the zombie apocalypse. In gym class, she had a new personal goal: help Hunter pass gym class. No matter what, she would give him the numbers he’d need, (what are friends for?) but she wasn’t going to tell him that. She wanted him to earn it, or at least, try to earn it. Though today, he might’ve tried…

Amanda, would you want to exchange phone numbers so we can do the homework for next week.” The words get out from my mouth very quickly, since I had been thinking about what to say during the lecture and had carefully prepared this sentence as if I was going to address the President. “Yea what a brilliant idea. I can sense that I will need some support for this class. I have to check my phone though, because…

Wilfred Owen’s "Anthem for Doomed Youth" and Rupert Brooke's "The Soldier" express opposing views towards war in general. In "The Soldier" Brooke represents the dream of war, and in "Anthem for doomed youth" Owen reveals the reality of war. Both the poems were written during the era of the Great War but they do not share the same ideas about death in war. Brooke glorifies war in a nationalistic way through his poem while Owen opposes war by portraying the horrors of it. The two poets also have…

Matthew 1246 “Ahhhhhhhhh!” cried Carl viciously. “You putrid scum,” the guard yelled just enough for Carl to hear. He had jumped in front of Doc and pulled the level 5. Flashback 1 year and 16 days. Carl has been taken into the prison cell. This is his new life. “You are innocent. You have done nothing wrong. Just remember who you are. You are, Carl Lucas.” He is just too overwhelmed to know, to comprehend how to get out of this situation. It was time for his therapy session now. “This is…

The question is should soldiers get paid more than professional athletes. There are many opinions about it. I’m here to tell you mine. Soldiers should get paid more because their going out and risking their life so the professionals can go outside and throw a ball around. When they are on that field everything is serious they can get hurt, but the soldiers know they can get in critical condition that causes them not to be able to do anything else they wanna do yet they still go out there and…

away. She started to really like this boy. Lauren and John switched numbers and they were constantly texting each other. John would flirt with Lauren and of course Lauren is flirting back with him. Everything was going great until Lauren realized prom was coming up and Destiny was still going to ask Rain, that still angered Lauren. She wanted to Destiny how she felt but, it useless. Monday morning came and Lauren approached Destiny and told her that she didn’t talk to any of the girls that…

at the starry sky. I stayed like this for what seemed like hours, until a pale gray figure came up to me. The figure appeared female, with a slender structure and blonde hair. There was no light behind her eyes. I panicked, fearing the thing was going to do something to me. She suddenly spoke. “Shh.. You'll be fine.” I recognized her voice. “Mom? Mo-“ I was cut off by her cold fingers pressing in between my eyes. I fell through the rocks below the sand, below the thousands of miles of rocks…