Persuasive Essay - Original Writing

Over 7,500 animals are killed in zoos because they are deemed surplus, as stated by Liz Tyson an animals rights activist. This giraffe in particular sparked a huge controversy. HIs name was Marius, he was homed at the Copenhagen Zoo and was 2 years old when the staff killed him with a bolt gun. Marius was then dissected and fed to lions in front of ongoing zoo goers. What got people fuming is that he was a healthy, young giraffe. Therefore I believe the killing of Marius should not be justified.

I open it and jump a little when I see an elderly woman with a teenager. The woman is holding a plate of muffins and the boy is holding some flowers. “Hello.” They say in sync. “Welcome to the neighborhood, I’m Edna, and this is my grandson Ethan” The boys brushes the bangs out of his eyes and extends his hand, which I shake politely. “Maybe we could hang out sometime.” Ethan said staring at the ground. Edna smacked the back of his head. “C’mon Ethan. She just moved here. Help the poor girl unpack!” She said demandingly. I had no clue what to do so I just led him inside. He helped me unpack my boxes and put my clothes away. We hooked up my television set and watched Judge Judy for

“J?” I heard a women voice. J? I said to myself. Who is the women calling him J? I know it’s not his mom or little sister. I decided not to confront him about this as I finally found my answer as whether I will ever be with Jerome again.

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So I run downstairs “boxes, boxes, where are you boxes?” I mumbled as i'm walking around the basement trying to find the boxes labeled “Christmas” on them. “BOOM!” “It’s ok nothing broke!” I yelled up to my mom as i'm picking up the stuff that had fallen out of the box “I think nothing broke?” I say to myself unsure and not being able to confidently say that. “What’s this?” I ask myself confused “Candy canes?” “Why are candy canes in a memorabilia box?” I ask myself confused. So I open the box and grab 1 candy cane marked 7 on it. I unwrapped the crinkly wrapper and snapped a piece off and start to examin it was it fake, was it for show, why were they in the memorabilia box? “Rae, Come on!” I hear my mother yell from upstairs. “Hold on i'm coming!” I yell back up to my mom and shove the piece of broken candy cane into my mouth basically inhaling it. Then I grab the box next to it that is labeled “Christmas!” and rush up the stairs. “Here mom.” I say trying to finish running up the stairs. “ Mom, i'm not feeling too well i'm gonna go lay down.” I say as I can feel my stomach flipping. “Ok, Rae are you sure help setting up the tree I know that’s your favorite part of christmas, do u want me to wait till tomorrow so you can set it up with me?” my mom said concerned “No it's ok, I wanna be surprised when i wake up with a tree tomorrow.” I

I remember the first time I landed in Maui, as I got off the plane I was greeted with tons of hugs and beautiful handmade leis from my other family members, followed with a question that I have become very familiar with from my grandparents, “Are you hungry?” Of course who wouldn't be after spending over nine hours cooped up in a plane with tasteless and overly expensive airline food. I didn't really know what was in Maui since it was my very first time visiting, so of course I left it up to my grandparent to choose a place to eat at. Which ended up being one of the greatest choices I have ever made because I was introduced to a place like no other..

School was starting to bother Edward and Alice because eighth period was unpredictable. They couldn 't see what Mrs. Rivers was planning, and it seemed Edward 's ability to read Mrs. Rivers was shrinking every day. Alice was frustrated, but Edward encouraged her to keep trying, hoping she could make a little progress.

You 're father moved everything I didn 't want you kids messing with anyway! Now go play! Or hey, here 's a thought, maybe you could go help your brother for once.” Whatever my aunt needed my mom 's attention for must have been big, but it worked in my favor. I was rushing to put things back in the box when I noticed a few weird items. They were baby things with the name Brendan on them and a blank baby book with the name engraved on the front. Without realizing I was thinking out loud, I said “Who is Brendan?” At this point, my sister was already back up the stairs to harass me again. She replied “Your twin, that died!” I shot my head back at her, eyes and mouth wide open, then picked my mouth up off the floor long enough to say, “WHATTTTTT?” “Shhhh! Come with me” replied my sister.

As humans, we are trained to avoid contradiction. Therefore, you don’t say goodnight every morning, and I don’t stand here and tell you my shirt is orange. To contradict oneself is a sure indication of stupidity, laziness, or even a liar. This is engrained, conventional wisdom. Consequently, avoiding contradiction is a fundamental, enduring literary requirement. Significant time, and copious amounts of editing, are commonly dedicated to eradicating continuity errors, thereby producing clear, precise prose. I’m sure you’re all agonisingly familiar with this process. You simply cannot introduce a character with stunning blue eyes, and then, in the very next sentence, describe those same eyes as muddled brown. You certainly can’t flippantly change your character’s name; not if you aspire to be taken seriously, at least. Readers are so attuned to these apparent errors, that they often closely scrutinise works and actively seek them, then proudly wave any discrepancies’ in authors’ faces.

Flying has never been an issue with me in the past. On the contrary, I enjoy flying for various reasons. During the summer, I was flying constantly. I was flying from New York to Portland every weekend, if not every other weekend because of work. I was always told to leave early to the airport incase its busy, or there's traffic on the way. There was times where I was pushing my luck on how close I could get without arriving late. As I learned the hard way, it is vital to be on time to flights to prevent missing them and having to reschedule plans.

George Orwell wrote in his novel, 1984, that ‘Big Brother is Watching You’ to warn the generations of the future of what their world could become. Orwell warned people of the threat that a totalitarian government with mass surveillance could place on people and their rights. Even 67 years later, the message still rings true as the American public is constantly watched through surveillance, either by internet companies or by the government themselves. The “Big Brother” of modern times is our government, watching over the public and taking away our privacy rights under the guise of safety. The surveillance of the status quo should be decreased to limit the rights violations that are becoming increasingly common.

Gothic and science fiction stories and films have diverse themes that are interesting, and hook the audience. From good vs. evil to environmental issues, writers have been able to bring new ideas to literature. A theme is defined as a life lesson or message conveyed through the story. In Godzilla, War of the Worlds, and Star Wars: A New Hope there are important themes, some with important messages about issues going on in the world. An author can use their story to relay an important message to the audience and outreach to large groups. The point of this is to speak about something that will stick with the audience, or talk about popular issues that they will they speak out about, as well. The development of the theme in a story is very important, because without proper development, the author may not get the point across to the reader. Elements that are needed for an effective theme are characters, setting, and a plot. With these aspects, the theme should grasp the audience properly and be exciting.

In the Book Thief, Markus Zusak wrote, “It kills me sometimes, how people die.” Zusak is upholding the age-old adage that dying, no matter how one dies, is undeniably despairing. The standard way of thinking about death has is that there is a great emphasis on how, we as people, die. For those who will die from terminal illness is often after enduring long and protracted suffering. When pain relief can no longer be provided, patients should have the right to request a death with dignity (DWD). This is a practice that allows the terminally ill to obtain and use a self-administered lethal drug. However, only in five states, one state being Oregon, is the practice legal. It is prohibited in the other 45 due to ethical and moral concerns. The illegality takes away a person’s fundamental right to choose how they die. I propose legalizing the Death with Dignity Act in all states because it is safe and ethical choice that should be an option for all patients facing a terminal illness.

To many people I’m always smiling, bringing people in. I welcome everyone into my life. Yet, I get betrayed and pressured into wrong things. Useless opinions cloud me like what people think the color of my room should be, the friends I choose, the places I go. This might be why I’m always in my pink rosy room, wasting away the days I should be happy but, I can’t smile forever, right? There is this girl named tiffany. We played every weekend. We played barbies all night. But then one day she left me. Completely. I miss her. I think that I can never be happy again like how I was with her.

Why is it that college is notoriously known for being the place where students are broke? If one stops to think about it, students live their whole life on free education thanks to the public school system. However, when the time comes to move to a further education institute, learners are being punished by gigantian fines and most are forced to do the only option: take out a loan. While these are bad enough and may trap honest students with hundreds of thousands of dollars in debt, it doesn’t have to be this way. Large universities should be the main target of blame for all college students alike. This is done by hiding useless fees we are forced to pay for in our tuition and overpricing campus named rights we should already have such as parking or printing.