Eleanor Roosevelt's Reflective Essay: The Spider Bite

This scrapbook biography will give readers a personal look into the life of Eleanor Roosevelt from the time of her birth to her death leaving readers with a better understanding of her as a person and as the First Lady.

Dear diary, ug that sound so cheesy! I normally don't write a journal, but what happened i just had to write down. For one and a half weeks i have been at sleep-away girl scout camp. We had just finished a long day bouldering at rattle snake gorge and I was ready for bed! All i wanted was a good undisturbed night's sleep. But no, it had to come. But i'm getting ahead of myself. It all started when i woke up to a soft thud. At first i assumed someone was going to the bathroom. But when i looked around i saw a tall shadowy creature. It was 7 ft tall pure black with glowing amber eyes. Each of its fingers were three feet long and dripped who knows what. It looked me in the eyes and and more in my head than out loud, “can

Creek! Went my door as something entered my home. My heart thumped faster than it ever had before. I stood there frozen holding my breath. The only sound I heard was the plop of my tear as it hit the kitchen floor. All of a sudden I heard thumping as the thing that entered my house was walking up the stairs. Tip-toeing I went over to the counter grabbed the phone. My heart jumped as I heard clashing and clattering from upstairs. I flipped open my phone and dialed the numbers 9-1-1.

One day in Michigan, we decided to go to Lake Michigan. We went to the beach. It was one of those it's-very-windy type of days. At the beach there was giant dunes the size of small mountains. So we decided to climb up the dunes. When we got to the top it looked like we could see the whole world. My mom and Justin decided to walk down the safe path.. Me on the other I decided to run down the sandy dune. So I ran as fast as I could jumping when you jump it feels like you jumped the the whole dune when I got to the middle I jumped again and when I landed the was a log in front of me I hit the log and tumbled the whole way down the dune. Once I stopped I realized how much I got hurt. I had cuts all over me and a giant scar that

I covered my mouth to keep it shut and not say anything. He was wearing black boots and black pants. I could see him running towards the open window in a hurry. Maybe he thought i jumped out or something. He began to run towards the stairs. “He’s leaving” i whispered… But there was no answer, I realized that the call was cut. The man was stepping down the stairs… when all of a sudden there was a loud ringtone coming from my hand. There was then a panic in my heart. The man rushed back into my room and entered, There was a moment of silence when all i could see was the man’s black boots staring straight at my eyes. When suddenly there was a powerful pull dragging me out of the bed. Closing my eyes all i could feel is was extrucenary pain all over my body, every second. I reached out for anything near by so I could at least fight. I felt something from the tip of my fingers. I got a grip of something and swung as hard as I could, I hit him hard. The man fell back. I opened my eyes and there he was, Lying on the ground. Weak and hurt i got up and slowly started walking out of my room and down the stairs. My whole body hurt it was hard to move. I heard the man start to get up, I was terrified. I decided to walk to the basement door to try and hide. I remembered the small door that was in the basement. And went gently to open the door. Weak and in pain I was able to get down the old sketchy stairs and move some boxes to open the door. I opened the door. On the other side was a little room. It was dark and had a little bit of light coming from the outside. Maybe the moon light from the outside. I sat on the small corner of the room.I wrapped my arms around my body to try and stay warm. It was quiet for a second. Until I heard the basement door slam open. The man's foot steps were loud and you could tell he wasn't very happy. I could easily read exactly where he was. He was looking for me,

It was October 26, 2015 on a Monday 3:30pm in the evening I arrived home , my friends Halima, Christina , Unique , Autumn and my sister went on a hike at the Crescent Trail it was very interesting. We started walking we figured that it was beautiful in the woods mostly bird sounds and animal noises , we decided to have a race and that was the worst decision we made while running I slipped and landed face first into a muddy hole , I screamed so loud "ahhhhhhhhhhhh" what the heck , are you serious oh my gosh, my clothes were covered in mud also my face my friends busted out laughing and they said that I had something on my face I said duh it's mud they said no not that , then I felt something slimy on my forehead there was a big worm on my

“¡Mamá! ¡despiértate por favor!” I tried turning her over my hand touched some kind of liquid I lifted my hand up and my fingertips were painted red I quickly turned her over and a black hole layed on her chest blood oozing from it a 44 caliber bullet sat right in the middle. I heard movement behind me even through the terror in my head. I snapped my head around and saw a man dressed in normal clothes sneaking towards the front door. I jumped up and ran to him holding him by his collar against a wall.

A woman is a lot like a tea bag-you can’t tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water.” This is one of Eleanor Roosevelt’s famous quotes that demonstrates her character, she believes that women are powerful people who are more capable of things than they are portrayed to be. Eleanor is one of the most influential woman in history, she believes in equal rights for all individuals. Therefore she should be the spokesperson for UNICEF. “UNICEF is a company that works in 190 countries and territories to save children’s lives, to defend their rights, and to help them fulfil their potential.” UNICEF looks for people like Eleanor. She was bullied and knows what it is like to be treated unequally, she fights for what’s right, and she’s selfless.

I awoke with a throbbing headache which soon heightened my senses towards the outside world, it was cold and dark, with a sense of death in the air. After I climbed out of my cot a spine tingling scream filled the air which was usual, but this one sounded familiar in a way that made me cringe. It was an old friend whom I had not seen in years. As I ran out of my bunker, I stood watching as a woman was dragged by her hair into the alley by the Hungry and the woman cried for help only to get hit repeatedly until she

I was flying through the air and then i started to fall then I hit the hot bark ground and i hear a crack and it hurt then I didnt no what happened so I went to the office and asked for them to call my parent and then they came and we went to the doctors.Then we figured out that I was broke so know I know not to do stupid dares cause they get you hurt and I had to wear a pink case and it was not fun. So then when it had to be removed it was a ton of relief because then I could finally move my arm and it felt so weird then I went on with

I go to the kitchen to eat breakfast, and to my surprise, there was no more of my favorite cereal, HONEY NUT CHEERIOS!!!!! But wait, I’m not done yet that wasn’t even the worst thing….. Yet. The milk was all gone and we had to buy more, which we did…… after we left the house to go to the vacation. CURSE MY BAD LUCK!!! We had to eat the oatmeal or bread that was left in the fridge. I wasn’t very happy but it was alright, unless that’s what I thought. I think it was my first year in Fountain Woods (4th Grade year) and I kind of liked it. Go to my classroom to give my teacher a present. As I’m on my way to her classroom, I fall down the stairs and I was near the top. I go back upstairs to her classroom, give a little speech, and give the whole class a hug, at the same time. You think that there is no problem, there actually was a problem. When I was home, I may have drowned myself with cologne, which had a really nice scent, so it may have been really hard to get out the classroom.I’m walking downstairs but trip over the stairs and fall all the way down the stair. I get to the car we were driving to go to Canada, it was burning so much that I felt that I was melting in the car. So I decided to fall to asleep. We arrive at our location at midnight and I was still tired. I think I may have slept until 1 P.M . So thinking back at that day, I knew that today was a start of something amazing. Then I later fall on a car because I was daydreaming. I knew something bad was going

It was Tuesday in Washington DC, an ordinary day, or so I thought it would be. It was March 25, 2017 and I was 12 years old. That morning I was walking to school, when a rusty, black, GMC van, rounded the corner and trailed slowly behind me. I saw two figures out of the corner of my eye, their faces hidden by masks with a skull sketched on the front of it. Immediately, I took off running, the figures in the van pursued me down a dark, narrow alley. The alley came to an abrupt stop, I was trapped. The two figures slowly emerged from the van. I felt hopeless and scared, kicking and screaming, I tried to fight them off but it was no use. Tattered and bruised they threw me in the van like a rag doll. That day my life changed dramatically, and I

It was in August. I was 8 and my dad told me that we were going to ride our bikes near the Appalachian Trail. I didn’t want to, but he had a rule that if you wanted to do screen time, you had to do something outdoors. So, we got in my dad’s red truck and headed to Vernon, New Jersey, where my dad wanted us to ride our bikes. When we got there, we pulled out our bikes from the truck. That’s when my bike tipped over and fell on my leg. When it fell, I felt a sharp pain where it landed. I pushed my bike off and realized that my leg was bleeding because of a cut. The cut was deep. As soon as my dad saw this, he ran over, took off his sock, and tied it on my leg. Then he helped me into our truck and drove home. On the drive home, he told me that

I felt the pendulum go into part of the my back as he rolls off the bed. I screams from the pendulum going into me. The rats start to come out again but I has no food out then I see them go out of the cell caring stuff out of the well. I lookee what it was and it was there babies because there was water rising from the well and the cloth that I tore was tripping me up and then I started to hear things in my head to go into the well, so I did a there it was a hole that I could get out then my torn fabric wraps around my ankles so I can't swim any more I go and swim back to the top of the wall but then i hit something from the top of the well and I barely get out from the well. I get out and there was something different from the room it was darker then I was before I went in.

With all of the cracks in the ceiling of your bedroom, you can see the stars at night and the sun in the morning. With all of the old rotted hardwood floors, you hope to stay in that room until the morning and not end up in the room below you. At night you start to stare around your room as you fall asleep, then you see a splatter of blood on the wall and you get up and check behind the door and see HELP written all in blood. And at the vent there’s tons of blood leading down it. Then you hear a noise come from the room below, and when you go and see whats making the noise, there’s a girl in a chair and shes all tied up. Then you realize, that girl in the chair is your daughter. Right after you untie her the window bursts wide open with