An Analysis Of My Life

really enjoyed your character's backstory, and how the events in her life have sort of shaped her personality! And I am going to give you one more post for this, but first I'd like you to do some revisions with this last one. The first half is basically a giant block of dialogue. In line with making your posts more interesting, I think that dialogue could be broken up. For instance, what could have been going on while she was talking? Is she just standing there? Does she gesture? What’s the tone

child fears. But when she came out, your mom had me thanking the lord for a gift I'll never replace; even with a girl's best friend, diamonds!” she jokingly gasped. “I could endure any pain that came after it too, just to have your mother wrapped around my arms, then she gave me a smile ”. And then she gave me a smile that just seemed so genuinely sweet with just the right angle to showcase the faint creases of her laugh lines; flourished by the years she had set her foot on earth. It was that unexpected

laughter, echoing through the hallway. It was the first thing I heard when I entered the room. A loud group of friends sat on the dusty, brown couch in the middle of the room. The studs on their distressed jeans reflected the ceiling light that shined into my eyes. The scent of the warm, Turkish coffee they were drinking lingered across the room. Dozens of motivational posters covered the walls. There was a Moroccan-inspired gold and black trim that hung along the ceiling. I heard the mellow beat of a tabla

thought my life was over. I thought I would never have children let alone find someone to love me with this disease. As I continued with my routine

want to be a pair? And then I stop, a slap to my brain. I realize why this sporty white, air hole on toes, blue-checked mark shoe is in the box. It’s Lost. Divorced from its mate. Never to be a part of a pair again. The geyser drains and so does my color. I can feel it run from my cheeks, out my ears, swirl

think therapy is working for me. Unfortunately I feel like it’s making things worst. I’ll try to explain my thought process, but it might be hard to understand what I’m trying to say and I apologize for that in advance. As you may have realized a little bit, I am the type of person who can’t open up to anyone. Since I’m so used to that, I feel like I’ve learned to suppress or ignore some of my least desirable feelings. Or at least, I’ve learned to keep them to myself and control them a little bit

get on with it. When Alan left I was so surprised how so many people told me it was Alan that they had a problem with and slowly I discovered that he had played with me. He had a whole other life where I didn’t exist. Some thought that Alan was the sole owner of Lonsdale and others surprised to discover my existence. I have been in therapy for PTSD since he left and it appears he is suffering from a B cluster personality disorder. This is why I cannot get a settlement. A ‘B cluster’ has to win

Until I started this rhetorical analysis paper I wasn’t aware that the things I display in my room say things about me. I never thought about how they make me look as a person or what my audience would assume about me based on these items. When I started analyzing, all these questions started popping up. I was finally able to step back and see myself how others might see me. When asked by my teacher to pick 3 items that describe myself from my bedroom I didn’t have any trouble picking them out. When

and build one to success. In the memoir Hole In My Life, by Jack Gantos, the main character Jack was a brilliant writer looking for a job to pay for his college tuition. For 10 thousand dollars he agreed to sail a boat with 2 thousand pounds of hash along with another man, to New York City. Jack is anxious, determined to live a better life, and impetuous to when making important decisions. Jack is naturally an anxious person, and he lives his life on angst. Shortly after getting on a boat with Rik

In “The Love of My Life” China is an irrational young teenage girl. She is an intelligent girl that tries to have good grades and be on top of her class. China was raised from rich parents. She didn’t have to worry about money nor paying for college. She was a spoiled young girl that also got everything she had ever requested. China cared for people’s opinions and wanted to represent her family’s name in a good, well-spoken way. China felt in love with a guy named Jeremy, a type of emotion that could