Emoticon Monologue

Hi, my name is Lauren and I believe that I am your biological granddaughter. I realize that my Mom tried to contact you in the past and you said that you did not want contact but I wanted to try and contact you myself. If you don't want to talk to me that is fine as well, just respond with no or no thanks

Introduction: In the past few weeks there has been great backlash on a movie that had been released called ‘ The Emoji Movie’. Megan Garber, a staff writer at ‘ The Atlantic ‘ situated in Washington releases an article on why ‘The Emoji movie ‘ fails. The goal I want to achieve by writing this essay is to identify how the author builds the argument of the topic using different rhetorical strategies and check if the author established solid credible evidence to validate the arguments she made.

The horn has already sounded and I’m still running. I can feel my blood pulsing in my ears. The sounds of useless advice feels the air. I continue to run. I come across a cave and ran into it. I gasp in shock and as I walk into a lab filled with mindless people editing videos. A film crew rushes at me and says, “If you were able to be in Divergent, which character would you be?” I shake my head in confusion. I attempt to back up slowly, but they grab me and place me in front of a computer and yell, “Edit!” The slam the headphones on my head and everything becomes a blur.

“I don’t know what to do anymore,” I say as I run the blade ‘down the road’ on my wrist. I cried softly, hoping no one can hear me. I don’t want to be in this world anymore. How can I live in the world when everyone hates me? My parents abused me all the time before they died. I guess it’s now taking an effect on me. My friends all stabbed my back a thousand times. I Wish I didn’t tell them my secrets. They just went and told everyone else and now I’m known as the town slut. Even my boyfriend hates me. Or should I say ex-boyfriend. He proved it today. (Flashback) I was walking to class. I saw two people kissing next to the lockers and thought “I wish my boyfriend and I were like that.” As I got closer, it was my boyfriend with another girl. How could he? He said he loved me. We all lie at one point in our lives. Am I right? He

If you haven’t used a tampon before, and you don’t have a Phd at the end of your name, it’s hard to hear you. TMI I know, but while you change multiple times, you use them for 24 hours, and up to 4 to 7 days. It is very disturbing to think that our cotton fields are being contaminated to the point that it’s transferring into everything. And now, we’re using something that over the years could endanger our health, or God forbid our future children. And it’s not just tampons, but pads, wipes, washes and so much more. We are our own worst enemy, and we will destroy

I pushed the arm in front of me even deeper into the guy’s throat. It was much harder than it had been the first time and I felt his Adam's apple push into my skin.

Woah, woah, woah. We got a bitch ass sprog here thinking dissing someone's comment is really going to get us somewhere. You're just a little thirteen-year-old furfag, grow the fuck up already. Anyways, I was just stating the fact that just because other people are allergic to something shouldn't be the reason why something should be illegal same for folks who have asthma. Also the thing on destroying your lungs/cancer there way more other things that cause cancer, but you don't see the government trying to stop it, know do you? All the shit they put in our food cause cancer, but you don't see tons of commercials talking about how we should grow our own food or to eat better. I mean people should have the right to smoke a cigarette if they want

I really miss you Caroline. I wish I was there for your sister’s wedding. Also, I miss our lovely daughter Virginia. How is everything going on at home now that you don’t have your manly man around anymore? I wrote a poem for you. Ready or not here it comes. It's amazing how I feel when I'm around you, How my heart pounds when you come into a room.” I look at you and think: My God! How lovely!

the ride back to Vaughn’s loft, he apologized several times. Justine just wasn’t trying to hear it.

Poor poor me. I have no family and no friends, all I have are my fur coats and my red and black cruiser. I try to make friends with people around the area like Anita and Roger Radcliffe but they would not sell me their dalmatian puppies that I so desperately wanted. When Roger raised his tone at me I ended up storming out of the house being called rude and spoiled; I was furious. Why can’t people just be more like me; kind, generous, loving(especially for puppies).

I'm tired. I have been a loyal chatter on Coinchat for years, but the past couple of months I have seen the deterioration of the character on this site. I have many people on this site go who did nothing wrong. Lily is one of them. I no longer feel the same devotion that I had for this site tht I had many for many of the times I was on here. And a certain accusation by Stevecase just made me explode. First, I am sorry Stevecase, but I know you have always hated me and tried to make me feel stupid by making witty comments.

mark, listen I know you don't wanna hear from me absolutely at all and it breaks my heart so much knowing that but I need to talk to you sometime about this I cannot hold it back anymore. I want to talk to you in person at school but I know that you seriously hate my guts for no reason at all so I guess I'll just have to write you a book..I know you think & always will think it was me who did the shittiest thing ever to you but honest to god I swear on my everything it seriously wasn't I would not be sitting here denying it whenever people are giving props & think it's the best thing ever to whoever did it i would never do anything like that to you everrr my Snapchat has been hacked so many times after we ended things and it just doesn't add

You might be wondering why my baby is on the wall. She is one crazy little girl. Her name is Lily Preston and she’s 3 yrs old and loves her duckie named poonie. I’m Dave and i’m 36. It’s just me and lily at the house now. Lily’s mother died when giving birth but I have to stay strong and be the best single father I can be. I had a huge business meeting at work today so I had to hire a babysitter for lily and it’s kinda scary to leave a new stranger in your house with your child alone. The babysitter turns out to be an amazing girl, she is 17, has great education and grades, has a job, can drive, is trustworthy and her name is Amanda. When I got back from work around 5pm, Amanda told me that Lily was playing in her room and that she was leaving.

My life was flashing before my eyes, I was realizing what was happening death was coming. Cold and stillness filled the room while the feeling of death started to overtake my body it was a different feeling but it had to come. My limbs felt heavy and I thought real slow everything was slowing down. Just then something odd happened like nothing I ever thought some sound came into the room an annoying buzzing creature.

“The Crying Game” was meant for those who were broken once and were never restored