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My name is Dylan James Nitchey. I am a sophomore at Turtle Lake High School. I am an A-honor roll and a three sport athlete. I live with my Mom, Dad, and brothers, Kody, Wyatt, JT. I love to be outdoors, and play sports. I will present to you the story of my life.

My full name is Simone Jacqueline Tallentire. I am 13 years old and I am about 5’9.5”. I live with my mother, father, brother, and 5 pets. My mother’s name is Yvonne and my father’s name is David. My brother Rhys is 16, and goes to Hinsdale Central. I have 3 cats and 2 dogs. My cat’s names are Guinevere, Freddie, and Merlin. My dogs names are Archie, and Jake. Our family lived in England for 8 years before moving back to America.

While in Shalimar Milkman stays with a woman by the name of Sweet. They become lovers and for the first time in Milkman?s life he is able to

In the fast paced world of today, advertisers have to keep up with the times. One of the best ways they do this is through the Got Milk ads. Milk is a part of everyday life and the advertisers for Milk show this through modern tactics and popular celebrities. By putting familiar faces on magazine ads and using interesting T.V. commercials, companies sell their products. The ways in which they sell the products is not by just stating that their product is good, they appeal to the human emotions, ethics and most of all what is logical. There are many ad campaigns out there that strongly target one area, such as your emotions, but the Got Milk advertisers campaign has all three of these factors.

Hi, I am Arabella, a junior in high school and a varsity cheerleader at Siesta Key High School. I am four feet and eight inches tall and a flyer on the cheer team. I often dress like a nerd, and do not care what other people think. I am dating the star football player at SKHS his name is Tom. Tom was not only a star football player, but he is also very good at soccer, basketball, baseball and volleyball. He is a liar and a cheater too. Anyways, people just call me Bella. I love sports and love spending my days off at the beach. I especially love Major League Baseball; Tampa Bay Devil Rays is my favorite team. I am a happy person most of the time. Who’s dedicated to my cheerleading career; and I want to get a scholarship for Northwestern

This inning was the spark of our lead, for we scored a couple more runs, but the game was not even close to over. For they could easily make a comeback.. Their team was breaking down both physically and mentally. However one baseball game would not exhaust me, for I practiced hours of pitching, batting, and baserunning. With the game , and it’s natural whizzing by, I was actually startled while taking the mound in the bottom of the sixth inning, but then again, my hard work paid off, feeling as fresh and as controlled as the beginning. I was facing the top of the lineup, which means the best players on the other team. The first batter I struck out with a breeze. The second, not so much. I had to bust out my wicked curveball on a full count to make him take a seat on the bench. Next up was their best player. I reared back and fired the ball as hard as I could. “Strike one!” called the ump, the sound muffled by the sound of the glove. The next pitch, a curve was thrown, him chasing the ball which leads to strike two. The next pitch, I knew I had to give everything I had, and upon firing the ball at a high rate of fire, the glorious glove came in contact with the ball, ending the game then and there. After the ceremony we partied, using water instead of champagne. The whole team went to a burger restaurant, and laughed and ate

The story juice by Eric Walters is an interesting story about this kid named michael . His

It was the late in the fourth quarter and the Broncs were about to win another state championship making it two years in a row. There was 20 seconds on the clock and the Broncs were up 49-28 on the Natrona County Mustangs. All we needed to do was take a knee, and sheridan would take home their 25th football state title. The ball was snapped and instead of taking a knee, they ran it with running back Kyle Kustis for another bronc touchdown to make the win 56-28. The block that opened up the hole was offensive tackle and my brother, Blayne Baker. After that night we all went home to celebrate the state championship. The next morning I could barely talk. My throat was throbbing from cheering so loud. “Do you want some pancakes?” my sister, Baylee,

In most works of literature, the author includes a character that changes throughout the novel because of a significant event. In Song of Solomon, Milkman changes from being immature and selfish to becoming empathetic and aware of other people’s feelings during his search for his family history and self identity. Throughout the first half of the novel, Milkman is an example of a frivolous young man wandering carelessly through life who does not care about anyone but himself. Milkman has adopted the habit of only focusing on the past and not the future.

Nebraska game. The Gophers have not beaten the Huskers in 65 years, they have only met about 15 times though. Coach Kill had just suffered from a seizure and had to coach from the coaches’ box so that if it happened again, it would not cause a distraction I didn’t think a lot of it then but he was risking a lot coaching the game he loved. When I got into the stadium, I found the score fourteen to nothing and the Huskers were up. I did not figure the Gophers would come back from an early lead by the Huskers, but I was wrong. The Gophers rallied. Something in that stadium changed. Their student section erupted, people rose their white towels that said, “Epilepsy Research”, on it and waved them around to form a white sea. The Gophers came back to win it even after watching their coach suffer from a seizure the week before. The Gopher fans rush the field after the exciting and well needed

It was a beautiful day in early winter 2012, my Family had had a big dinner at my uncle's house, the plan was to go a Blazers game after we had all gotten done eating. I had moved to Tigard oregon with my Mom in summer of 2012 from Connecticut, about six months before all of this had happened. We had no idea where anything was, the only thing we had someone what of idea was my uncle's house and the grocery store, but beyond that we were basically lost all the time. At this time we didn't have a car yet, so relied mostly on my uncle taking us places.

I am Briana Roper, I am seventeen years old, I was born on October 18, 1997 in Washington North Carolina. now I live in Greenville North Carolina. I live with my mother and step father plus my six brothers. My step dad is a truck driver, my mom works at Asmo, my little brothers go to North West Elementary. I am the only daughter that my mother has and the only granddaughter plus the first born out of all the kids in my family. I do not know my real father, I never met him. I go to North Pitt High School, class of 2016.

the woman is doing all of the cooking. Why is she the only one in the

During the Cold War, the Soviets were trying to spread communism throughout Europe and Asia by exalting its achievements, and undermining democracy. Part of their approach was by launching ‘Hate-America’ propaganda. “As the Cold War intensified, the Truman administration launched an aggressive “Campaign of Truth” […] to counter the Soviet Union propaganda machine (Ubah, 2012).” The Campaign of Truth was created to help convince the world that the United States has “no purpose of going to war, except in the defense of freedom. (Vaccaro, 1950)” Truman encouraged the media to show the world that the United States was ‘wholly dedicated to the cause of peace (Vaccaro,

In a town of seven thousand, it safe to say everyone knows everyone. If you don’t directly know them, you know someone, who knows someone. That’s just the way small towns work. In my hometown of Woodland Park, Colorado everyone knew Paul, Alex, Nick and Kevin. If you didn’t know them explicitly you knew their siblings, best friend, their mom or had some other kind of connection to them. Kevin and I grew up together. Our older sibling were best friends so we spent a lot of time together. Our favorite activity was climbing trees. I can still feel the rough bark from the cascading pine trees scraped across my hands while the crisp autumn air whips across my already red cheeks. Kevin was sweet and soft spoken, but had a wicked sense of humor once he came out of his shell. I was