Personal Narrative-Out Of A Stem Cell

I cleaned myself up and then went to bed knowing that I would never be caught. As I watched the news the next morning, the man's face flashed across the screen but they said that there was no evidence leading to the murder of him. I let an evil smile creep over my face. I laughed until I couldn't laugh any more. Weeks passed and they still had no evidence, no suspects, and no witnesses. I was going to get away with it! There was a long period where I heard nothing. One afternoon, There was a loud knock at the door. I opened the door to three or four large policemen. “You're under arrest for the murder of Joseph Tomson. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be held against you.” He continued to speak but I couldn't hear him anymore. He asked me a question, but I didn't understand it. I opened my mouth to say something back, but no sound came out. The ride in the police car was long. I couldn't stop thinking of how they caught me. I had been so careful. I just couldn’t understand it. A few weeks later, I was sentenced in court to life in prison. I never figured out how they knew it was me. They moved me to a maximum-security prison where I was killed by one of my inmate's seven years

Embryonic cells should be allowed to be used because of the medical benefits they provide. They can be used to cure diseases such as Parkinson’s disease, diabetes, traumatic spinal cord injury, Duchenne’s muscular dystrophy, heart disease, and even vision and hearing loss (nih.gov 2009). There is no problem using them for medical purposes and it is not immoral to use them for this reason. Embryonic cells have the potential to save lives. Therefore, the usage of embryonic cells outweighs the ethical issues.

I soon fell asleep and woke up to the sound of traffic and people yelling as if someone ate the last piece of pie on Thanksgiving. Being half sleep my eyes weren’t fully dilated so I couldn’t see but with one wipe and a closer look at the sign I see the words, “Lew Sterrett Justice Center”. We had arrived at the local jail of the Dallas County. As we walk to the entrance, I was so scared I grabbed papa hand hard as possible. We came to a huge black door with tinted windows so no one could see through. Papa pushed a big red button to the right of the door that mad a loud horn sound. Then the door slowly opened and revealed a room with a door, metal detector and two officers.

In the past two decades, many technological and scientific advances have been made in order to make life easier for many people who suffer from cancer, disease and sickness. Among these advances there is something revolutionary called stem cells. Stem cells can help restore and regenerate almost all parts of the human body such as the heart, kidney, liver, and many other organs. Although stem cells offer a lot, there are many views against and for stem cells, and among these views lies the debate of whether stem cells should be legalized or not (NIH 2). Stem cells offer exciting new opportunities in the field of science such as regenerating human body parts, but many people are still debating whether or not the use of stem cells is

I start to hear an unlocking of a cell. I stay seated, knowing it would hurt if I got up. The private investigators start to pull me away. As we enter a very bright room, the light starts to screw my eyes. Suddenly, I start to get a loosing grip of the handcuffs. I sigh, but at that moment the investigator pulls my hand outward. He starts to rub a q-tip at the corners of my nails. I start to pull away when he gets into the blood.

March 8th of 2013 is a date that will forever be engraved in my history. That sunny Friday would soon turn into a treacherous storm that would change my life forever. It began when my mother woke up. She was ready to take me to school as usual, but today she was feeling different. As we got inside the car, she had a hard time walking due to a painful sting she had in her lower abdomen. The car ride turned into a horror show as she began screaming from the pain she was experiencing, as if she were ready go into labor. Me, not knowing what to do, asked her if I should call 911. She refused. I was feeling anguished since was driving with the pain, which could have resulted in a car crash. As I got to school, I saw her ride off with a painful look

I was born on November 15th, 2001 at 11:15am, I always thought it was cool how my birthday and the time I was born match. I barely remember much of my childhood. My earliest memory was smashing my head into a concrete flower pot, I was a toddler and the path I was walking on was cobblestone. A deadly combination. My mom said the bump on my head looked identical to the ones you see in cartoons and she jokes about how that accident totally messed up my brain. We’ve always been close, back in 2010 she was diagnosed with Leukemia and the way I found out wasn’t exactly ideal, it’s alright though because I really didn’t know what any of it meant at the time, I didn’t cry and went about my normal 8 year old life, she’s in remission now which is unbelievable

When I was a child my friend, Abby, was diagnosed with leukemia. At the time, I didn’t understand how serious of a diagnosis that was, I just assumed that it was just like any other illness; she would get better. She did not get better. Abby was eight years old when she died. The memorial was a somber affair; I didn’t know how to react. We were both eight but only one of us got to be nine. I finally understood what leukemia was, a death sentence.

The society has evolved over the decades. Medical advances, greater technologies, better understanding of the world around us, the sky is the limit! The progression of a society is astounding from where it was just twenty years ago. One is able to do things that the forefathers would have never dreamed! Science has discovered ways to travel to the moon and back, reach some of the deepest depths of the oceans and discover new species, and drive hybrid cars. The achievements of today’s society have reached a new high; however, with great achievement comes great questions of ethics.

How do you know if you’re a good writer? Hmmm. Well, the first thing to check is how your writing changes over time and how you’ve improved it from past mistakes. I’ve never really liked writing, it’s stressful and annoying knowing that if you can’t focus and get down to Earth for a paper that you could flunk your grade. I believe that I am great with the general of writing such as grammar, spelling, and punctuation; however I still believe that I could work on improving my vocabulary with more descriptive words. I would like to find out how much I have improved and learned since the start of 8th grade.

Upon starting my internship, I was quickly submerged in a non-typical atmosphere with Doctor Innis-Shelton. My first week into the internship, begun Doctor Shelton's summer rotation in the Bone Marrow Transplant (BMT) in the clinic and out of the clinic. During week one of my rotation, we did not see many patients in the out clinic, the ones who were seen were either beginning to the process of a bone marrow transplant, or they had completed it and were now in remission. The patients in the in the patient clinic were people who had recent undergo the bone marrow transplant and now had to stay in the hospital until they were moved in housing near the hospital. When performing a transplant, there are several steps patients undergo in preparing

It’s Monday, March 15 1943. Each day just gets harder, more people start getting sent to execution camps or how my parents tell my little brother, “a place that needs more workers.” I’m scared for the day it’s my parents getting called to leave, or my little bother, Ash. I know things will start to become stricter due to the Resistance fighters, me being one of them, which have been trying to get through the Muranowska Pokorna Wall. The number of German soldiers to barricade walls has increased. With the hundreds of us that attempted to escape through the wall, I was lucky I wasn’t killed and was able to get away without the Germans knowing I was part of the resistance. I know my family couldn’t handle losing me now. Both my parents are weak and they know that there time to be sent to the concentration camps is coming soon. I just hope it’s me who leaves before them. I don’t think I could take care of ash on my own. I don’t think I could make the situation we’re in seem any better than how it really is. He’s seven years old, but he’s had to grow up a lot faster than most seven year olds his age, everybody in Warsaw has. Tonight was the last night I will be staying in Warsaw, or at least that is what I am hoping for. It took a lot for my family to understand my decision to be part of the resistance. But they respect my choice now. I know it is selfish, and I know it won’t be easy. But I can’t hide anymore, I can’t wait around to be killed. I want to fight back even if it means maybe leaving behind the thing I love most in the world. The fights are

My invention was a cure for cancer. I was eighteen when discovered the cure, i’m twenty-three now. The cure as made me the first ever person to create a cure for cancer.I was a senior in high school and I heard about more and more people dying from cancer. I didn’t like hearing about lots of people dying from this uncured disease.That made me try to make a cure for cancer.

As I woke up on the cold concrete floor of my cell, I could feel my eyes still heavy after what felt like 15 hours of sleep. The needle dripping with the last few drops of heroine had rolled under my bed. My bunkmate was nowhere in sight. “Seventeen. Eighteen. Nineteen.”, I heard faintly from outside my cell. “Twenty-one.” It took me about five more minutes of laying there until a realized what was going on. I hurried outside to join the others, while still trying to be discreet. “Well look who decided to join us. Where were you Anderson, knitting us all sweaters? Or baking cookies in your mansion’s glorious kitchen?” “No, C.O. Wright”, I said. “I overslept and lost track of t…” I couldn’t finish my sentence before feeling the hard blow of his boot hitting my

The different viewpoints that people have on Stem cell research has lead to many arguments that have been going on for years. While many people believe stem cell research as morally wrong and crime against humanity others view as the next step to the future and modern science. I personally think that stem cell research should be allowed because it promises cures to diseases that kill millions of people a year. Many people will benefit from the research including people with cancer, heart disease, Parkinson's disease, paralysis, and many other conditions. I believe that Stem cell research will lead to many breakthroughs in the area of