Carpe Diem Research Paper

My great-grandmother was the matriarch of my family. When I was in seventh grade, around thirteen years old, she passed away due to breast cancer. This misfortune created an extremely difficult time for me because, not only was I adjusting to the environment of junior high, but many other issues were occurring in my life; this was the third death that I was having to deal with. Unfortunately, one of the previous deaths (that I was still trying to hurdle through and come to terms with), had occurred almost exactly a year before the passing of my great-grandmother. The second death that I had gone through occurred only one or two months before my great-grandma has passed. All of this turmoil created numerous internal conflicts for me, but also taught me a key lesson to keep note of, for the rest of my life.

After several weeks of my Grandmother passing, I came to realize she wasn’t coming back. The feeling of shock had left and now I felt intense amount of emotional suffering. The continuous feeling of pain and unanswered questions lingered about in my mind. I began to wonder how it could have happened and what people could have done differently. At this time, my whole family was grieving over the loss as well.

Our mom Julia had overdosed and the EMTs did everything they could but she was pronounced dead hours ago with J right beside her. Julia wasn't my biological mother but she had raised me alongside J my entire life. My dad had been with her for a while back when I was younger and she even used to say that he was like the Kurt Cobain to her Courtney Love, he hadn't died or anything but after getting too comfortable he ran off and dumped me onto Julia like some hand me down.

Losing someone who is close to you, usually happens to everyone. The difference between people when this situation occurs is how you live after it has happen. My six word memoir was “looking up and hoping you’re there”. My aunt unexpectedly passed away last year in April. No one really understood and to be honest, I still don’t understand why this would happen. I got called up to the office, and my mom picked up my brother and I. She was taking us to the hospital to see her. I didn’t know what state she was in. Then we were brought to the Critical care unit, my heart sunk because I knew this wasn’t good. I prayed and prayed to God that it this wasn't true. By the time we got there, she was considered brain dead. A little background with my

One of the most contentious debates in modern politics revolves around abortion. Pro-Life supporters believe that they are protecting human lives while Pro-Choice advocates maintain they are supporting women’s rights. However, both of these sides clearly do not fully understand the issue. Not only should abortions be legal, they should be mandatory (“Pro-Death”). This Pro-Death paper illustrates why it bringing a child into this world is an ethically impermissible decision. By giving birth, one not only subjects a baby to a lifetime of pain, but also shows that they abhor the Earth as well.

My grandpa died of Cardiac Arrest, where a sudden stop of blood flow fails due to the heart. At that time that I received the news from my family in Guatemala, I didn’t know how to react. Whether I should be sad and cry or stay quiet and give my condolences. All I knew is that it really hurt my family and they wanted to be with him. My grandma thought of something, booking a flight to Guatemala as soon as possible for his funeral. She decided to take me, my aunt and cousin. They were the only ones who really wanted to go in my family living in Los Angeles.

She was the older sister I’ve always wanted and my biggest role model. She was a high spirited person and always had a smile on her beautiful face. She developed some symptoms, but less than a year later, she was classified as having stage four renal diseases. She was in and out of college, needing to drop out because of her flares. I saw how much she wanted to live a “normal” life, but couldn’t. She never complained and always tried to live life to the fullest. A month after her twenty-fourth birthday, she was admitted to the hospital. For the next couple of months, she went through copious tests and transfusions. Whenever I visited her, I felt like a part of me was dying, so helpless. Our family was completely exhausted, but would never leave her or give up

In recent years, there have been many debates on whether or not it should be legal for physicians to aid in the death of incurable patients in the United States. The first big case leading to the “Right to Die” movement was in 1975, when a twenty-one year old girl named Karen Ann Quinlan was declared to be in a persistent vegetative state after ingesting Valium and alcohol while on a crash diet. Her parents requested that she be taken off of life support. The doctors refused, the parents took it to court, and she was ultimately taken off of her ventilator, though she did live for another nine years breathing on her own but with a feeding tube before passing away in 1985 (Nevdjon, Mayer 149). There were then more court cases, and Oregon passed

Should Nebraska allow the death plenty back in the system or keep it out like they have been. That is for the people to decide if the plenty should be back in roll for our justice service for our major convicts who committed major crimes against the American courts. The death plenty could do good again in the state of Nebraska to stop our major preps and I could stop the government from wasting so much tax payer money on supporting the prisons and people who doesn’t need to be granted a second chance in society.

In recent years, the matter of assisted suicide for terminal patients has been the topic of many moral and medical debates. Opinions vary greatly, and stand on wholly opposite spectrums. Some people say that a patient should be allowed to decide when they die. However, others believe that morals and medicinal ethics dominate over a patient's desire. My opinion is that is that no medical institution should be allowed to provide assisted suicide, even if it’s for terminally ill patients. There are many reason why I think so.

Arianna Huffington, founder and CEO of Huffington post wrote an article called “Are You Living Your Eulogy or Your Resume ?”(2013) . She claims that “It shouldn't take a near-death experience to remind us of  what we’re all going to lose one day” (1).

My grandma, whom we call Lola, had always been an exceptional woman. As an immigrant from the Phillipines, she sought new, exciting things; which was present in New York City. Lola loved being in the moment and helping others. In the city, she worked as an entertainment manager for a nursing home. Her pleasure in bringing joy to a gloomy place was incredible. A loving grandma, she always found a way to commute to New Jersey to see my family and I. She always made my day with her witty jokes. Lola’s smile would illuminate the whole room the moment she walked in.

I asked my mom “what’s wrong,” she replied with a sorrowful “your Aunt Lisa is in trouble, we must leave now.” The worst part of all of this was my Aunt Lisa’s son was with us, Matthew. He did not know what to think or believe. No one knew the world would slowly start shattering beneath all of us that morning. We drove to her house, we saw ambulances and police cars driving by, that did not help our nerves at all. We finally arrived at her apartment, we never thought all of those emergency vehicles would be going there. My brother and I stay in the car since I was only eight and he was only eleven. My mom and cousin run into the apartment hoping to only find my Aunt had fallen and is unconscious, or she is passed out drunk, just let it be something that is not permanent. What they come to find is that my Aunt is laying on the floor, unconscious, but cold as ice. It was not from someone killing her, or us getting there too late. She had died twenty-four minutes before that phone

In the story “ The Tell-Tale Heart “, Edgar Allen Poe used a lot of suspense in this novel. With suspense, the reader can get really into the book and get used to the plot. This author used high level vocabulary to show the reader that what he was saying was happening or about to. Authors use suspense to intimidate the reader in the best way possible way. Today we are going to figure out how and why authors create suspense in a novel or true story?

As American citizens, we are protected by individual liberties and the Bill of Rights. The purpose of the Bill of Rights is simple; it is to ensure that the American citizens are guaranteed a substantial number of personal freedoms. What if a person’s dying wish was to die on his or her own terms? Dying on peoples own terms, seems like it would be a constitutional freedom, but sadly, it is not. Image a loved one, a friend, or a family member struck with immeasurable pain faced with a terminal and intolerable illness. This patient would have to go through agonizing pain to fight a battle they cannot win, for the disease has already won. When faced with pain and death, neither the government, nor doctors should have a say other than the patients themselves when choosing to end their life. The decision or ‘the Right To Die’ is solely for that person to make. The decision to end one’s life should be a personal freedom.