Dialogue Essay

"Lighten up, Little Brother. Chiron says he has something important to tell us and he requested us at seven thirty, so get dressed." She says rolling her eyes and getting up from the bed.

We have some issues that we need to discuss. I’ve been holding it in for a while now but enough is enough. Something has to be said; we will just continue this empty relationship with no purpose. You have cause so much stress and trouble for me.

Could the killing of an unborn disabled child be considered acceptable in today’s society? Selective infanticide is a very controversial topic that many have argued about over past years. In her article “Unspeakable Conversations” disabilities activist and lawyer Harriet McBryde Johnson demonstrates her viewpoint on this issue. She writes this article as a story, with herself being the narrator. It follows her journey as she feuds with Peter Singer, a Princeton University professor, who has an opposing perspective regarding the killing of unborn disabled children. With this in mind, Johnson reveals her point of view using the strategy of a Rogerian argument and the rhetorical elements of

Yeah, I know it’s been awhile, huh? I definitely miss you too. I hope your health is getting better. I can’t wait to see you and the family again. How are you and your family doing?

- Are you back already? - No. I came to fetch this report and my diary. I forgot it in the morning.

We both know this relationship had been going downhill for years. While we started out hot and heavy, with 19-year-old me dumping you in any soda at anytime, things have fizzled. This past weekend I didn't even plan on seeing you because I don't like who I am when we spend time together. Our paths only crossed because the wedding I attended ran out of beer and I was already drunk enough to where I wasn't going to stop drinking. That's like locking Pablo Sandoval in a Golden Corral after three days of fasting. Some over-indulgence was going to happen.

“Yeah right,” you said sarcastically, “I think I would enjoy Christmas a lot more if you would just take these damn things down already! Enough is enough, Gabriel!” Gabriel let out a long suffering sigh, like you were hindering his Christmas

"Yes Shari," we yell as we race to the bedroom. I land on the bed, then my sister Mary comes next, followed by short and feisty Mariah, then last but not

You and your family rarely visit me, so this is such a treat for me Byron. I do realize I only get to see you because of your discipline, but at least I can still see one of you. I do enjoy getting to see you, but I know you want to go back to Michigan for the

I just want to start this off with saying I'm sorry for arguing and the attitude issues. Lastnight's not how I wanted to spend it. I didn't get a hug or a kiss, all I got was how did you do tonight as if money was the only thing you seemed to care about. Then you tell me to either get out of the car or go home and I said give me a minute because I was on my feet all night at work. And I didn't wanna,stand around the outside of the gas station. People always say never stop fighting for the person you want once you finally get them. And I feel like you don't want to fight for me because you have me now. You know you always tell me that you want the rayann that I was in st. Pete to come back it's hard for her to come back when the last couple of days/week we've done nothing but argue.

IM just going to do it i know your answer, however i just want to give it a try before i leave... because i need to know... what exactly i just need to know. however im sitting here with tears in my eyes, as i wonder what to do.. ive lost everything getting to this point... but you have given me hope... i already have my plan. and i know you will be here for atleast another year, however Crystal, will you do me the honor of accepting my offer and Taking me me to be yours once again, may it be the last time or the once that last for an eternity, i just want to know if you will take me. if so thank if not i understand its just i dont want to live my life without you... you make is so unbearable. the whole year after we broke up i couldnt stop thinking about you and all the lies i had to tell for you to hate me, now look at me i sti here and fractically attempt to get you not to hate me more then you already do. i know this is rather fast for me but i need to know if what im doing si correct, because i know im completly wrong in my endevours.... in al but one. that being you...

“This increase of power from the mere musket and the little cannon all the way to the hydrogen bomb in a single lifetime is indicative of the things that have happened to us. They indicate how far the advances of science have outraced our social consciousness, how much we have developed scientifically than we are capable of handling emotionally and intellectually.”

I’m done. I can’t do this back and forth thing anymore. You cheat, I forgive. It’s a never ending cycle. It’s gotten to the point where you bring me more sadness and anger than happiness and joy. All my friends say that you’re toxic and that there was no way to change you but I took that as a challenge. I’m now realizing that they’re right. There’s nothing I can do to change you. I’m sorry I had to do this over text, but I know if I tried to do it in person I’d back out, like I always do. I always fall for those perfect blue eyes of yours and that perfect little smirk. I’m sorry for wasting your time, but I can’t do this anymore. I deserve someone who genuinely loves me and cares for me and at this point I’ve realized that you aren’t that person.

“I think that’s really cool actually. I wouldn’t laugh at it. The only poetry I really know is from high school English but I’m sure you could catch me up to speed Dr Seuss is pretty cool, one fish, two fish and all that.” Louis finds himself smiling,

Overall, I understand your contempt and disappointment, I have been a disaster, a liar who deserves to be buried in the deepest part of your heart. Under these circumstances, I dare to tell you I will spend the rest of my life trying to hold in abhorrence the monster I used to be, the one who knocked down what you built. I will always be waiting for you, even something inside of me refuses to this mad idea. I will be optimistic as you were once, no matter if I die loving you or the Party kills me for being a man in love. Thanks for making me believe love could heal the wounds of my soul.