9/11 Persuasive Speech

“I told you sweetie, she is in a better place right now. She won’t be coming home.” She looks up at me with tears in her eyes. “That’s not fair! Why would he leave us?” “It wasn’t her fault baby girl,” I say tearing up. “I WANT TO SEE HER NOW!” Amelia starts screaming. “You can’t see her!” I shout back.

As she was a mother-figure and confidante to Juliet, immense trust and guidance was expected of her. She however, destroyed this bond by referring to Juliet?s only love as a ?dishclout? and advising her that she ?thinks it best you married the county?, for he ?excels your first?. This then, results in Juliet alienating herself from her adviser-?thou and my bosom henceforth shall be twain?- and in due course killing herself.

“Ow, ow, ow. stop hitting me, I came to cut him down. I see you met Katie she's not a big fan of me!” He yells up to you.

“My father killed my mother,” he says eventually. It’s horribly casual, the way the words tumble out of his mouth, but he can’t think of any other way to say them.

He sighs, looking down at his fidgeting hands. “She was different. Kind, always looking for the best in people, always keeping our family close, despite our differences. She was an incredible woman.” He shakes his head, laughing. “I still don’t have a clue how my dad was able to get a woman like her. She was so different from him.”

Inevitably, passionate love is woven through “Romeo and Juliet”, declared by speech and insinuated by the couple infatuation with each other. Without a doubt, several scenes were a strong representation of this obsession. Many scenes into the play, the young, lovelorn Romeo is seen in a dismal and in a disconnected state due to his unrequited love for Rosaline. But as his hopeless eyes falls upon Juliet at the Capulet’s ball, Romeo is resurrected from his depression in awe by the mesmerising beauty of Juliet; this was expressed through Romeo’s soliloquy. A little while into the aftermath of the party, Romeo, powered by the newly found momentous love, risks his life climbing the high orchard walls into the deadly grounds of his enemies, the Capulets. Although Juliet fears for Romeo’s life, Romeo fearlessly

“Let’s go. I can’t sit out here any longer.” Jane was already standing up, heading towards the house. I hoisted myself up, following her home.

“Yeah, I don't need your attitude on top of all this shit. I-” She cut herself off as she barely avoided rear ending a parked van. “The hell? Whose the dipshit who parked in the middle of the road?”

“Lovely!” He beamed, his hand sliding from her shoulder to her wrist. “Let’s go somewhere quiet, so we can talk.” Elena smiled and allowed him to navigate her though the crowd. Eventually she realized they were headed to an empty bedroom, to do what all wasted horny college students do. However, Elena, strangely enough, didn’t mind; the alcohol had put her at ease, silencing the anxiety that normally clawed at her thoughts.

“This is some crazy shit,” he whispers, questioning his existence, wearing a vacant look. “My entire life I tried to do the right thing, and look at me now, one stupid mother…”

"You'll learn someday that sacrifices have to be made in certain situations, it was the same thing with mother."

“You’ll see eventually. Do you think she honestly understands you, and all your abilities?” he asks.

It happened so fast. One moment I’m buried deep beneath the earth, weighed down by someone who wouldn’t return my love, the next, I’m floating high above the clouds. I didn’t think it was possible, to ever get over the pain, but it happened so instantly, I knew it had to be something special. I thought I had loved Rosaline. I admired her looks and high class, I gave her my heart. But she denied it, she denies all her lovers. But Juliet is different. The feelings I had for Rosaline were like my feelings for dirt compared to how I feel with Juliet. The instant I saw her standing there, pure, cheerful, elegant, I knew I was done for. Her looks, simpler than Rosaline’s yet far more beautiful. Her fair skin glowing in the torchlight. Her perfect

“She refuses to ever discuss her parents, my grandmother and grandfather. You say that you have no problem with that . . . even the meanest details?”

Juliet had just met a young man named, Jake. He was tall, had long brown hair, and had eyes as blue as the ocean. He had agreed to show her around the village. That day princess Juliet, dressed in plain clothes that she had hidden since her mom left them for her when she passed away. She had only been outside for a matter of minutes when she decided she wanted to come back again. Her and Jake had a great time and had made many good memories together. After Jake showed her around the town and she got to experience the many new things she had not and probably never would have if she had stayed in the castle, she went back home.