Persuasive Essay : The Hunt

“Hey guys! This is the last communication you shall receive from me. I now walk out to live amongst the wild. Take care, it was great knowing you” (Qtd. In Krakauer 69). After graduating from Emory University, Christopher McCandless abandoned everything, gave his entire savings account to charity, and then hitchhiked to Alaska to live in the wild. In the novel, Into the Wild, Was McCandless justified in shunning society? McCandless was justified in shunning society because he simply wanted to find himself and be independent without any distractions from his friends or family.

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.

The cost of college tuition is continually on the rise and has placed many burdens on high school students as well as their families. Some of the burdens that are placed are a result of parents putting pressure on their children to earn scholarships. Some of the burden is a result of students putting pressure on themselves to earn scholarships. Then, there is the burden of high college debt once the student graduates. Is this pressure really helping our students or is it hurting them? The bottom line is college tuition is skyrocketing out of control and something must be done before it destroys our families and our children.

Eloise got a knife and carefully sliced through the red packing tape, and lifted the box’s lid. Inside lay a number

Of course I was the only teacher that was in the building at this time. “Who else would be here on a Friday afternoon?” I thought to myself. Upon entering the room there was an eerie sense that ran through my skin. It felt as though I was not alone in the room, so I toured the entire classroom looking for clues. When I approached my co-worker’s desk, I noticed a package lying beside it. Far from a normal package, this was some type of metal box with rounded edges and a circular bulge protruding from the center on all six sides.“Maybe this fell off of the desk, I guess that concludes what the noise come from.” Something seemed off to me about this particular package though, almost like it was out of place. I misjudged the weight of this box as I picked it up, as it was a rather large box. However, the object inside the box was as light as a feather. “Now, how do I plan to open this box,” I said aloud, knowing but still unsure that someone was not in the room alongside me. The box suddenly opened as I was feeling around on it, and the metal seemed to fold out into one flat sheet. On this sheet was a pencil, not an average pencil as a mind would imagine, but a pencil. It was white, with blue lines seemingly flowing through it changing patterns every so often. I noticed a sheet of paper under this pencil, and what was written on it was astonishing to me. “What seems to be unreal to you is clear to me. Your mind is frantic, As anyone’s mind should be. Go ahead, pick it up. It will lead you to generations far ahead of your present day. But you must figure out how it works, or the secret this item contains will be concealed for eternity.” Those words played in my mind over and over until finally I decided it was time to leave. Only now the metal sheet the pencil and note were on had disappeared. Allowing little time for thinking, I grabbed my things from my

“Nope.” He said as he handed us a square box covered in yellow birthday paper. I alleged, “Why are we opening a present? It’s not Christmas or our birthdays.” Then, Jasmine tears open the parcel and there was a bright red bucket and two floaties with the colors of beach balls. As we were surrounded by family, the excitement rose as our mom handed us a flimsy book with a mysteries piece of white printer paper.

Today is your last day of school and the start of summer. You walk home from the bus stop, up to your doorstep to find a brown package. The package is wrapped in brown paper and twine and has your name etched on it with sharpie in big letters. As you open the package and move aside the packing peanuts you discover 13 little blue envelopes. You pick up the first envelope on the top labeled “#1”.You find 1,000 dollars and instructions to make your way to London.

After a minute of calculating I got 1905! We typed in 1-9-0-5 in the lock to open the closet. Kate scrolled all the numbers and the lock just opened without even a pull so Kate opened the door. In the door we found luggage with a sticker that said Bill Doren, but of course there was a lock to open the biggest pocket. The smaller zippers were able to open though. We found a backpack but that's it. In the backpack we found a map. The map had two people meeting at a point marked with an X. In the background there was a sign saying 5b. “Hopefully we can find a map later so we know what 5b means,” Kate said. “Thanks for stating the obvious,” Sticky quickly replied. Reynie thought to himself quietly in his chair, if we are in an airport then there has to be some files or signs. Reynie then started to look for other doors or little boxes but he didn't find anything. As the three kids were stuck with no more codes to figure out they went to their only option, the notebook. All they found was a bunch of random codes, equations and some words that they might use later on, but they found pictures on the back cover. On the back of each picture, there was a number and a letter! “Look for 5b,” Kate said, “Stop saying the obvious!!” Sticky yelled. The man had 4 pictures all sitting in different places. But there was something messed up! In each picture he is wearing a different shirt.

Class of 1965 was written in sparkling letters across the cover. I held it and rubbed my thumbs across the cover. Then, I looked in the box to see if I had missed anything. In the corner was a small napkin from the airport bar in Seattle, Washington. On the napkin, Bao wrote his address: 1776 Lakeview Blvd. Stow, Ohio.

“Your assignment is to write a persuasive essay and present it to the class in a week. You will be graded based on how convincing it is. Today we will be choosing topics,” announced Mr. Bowerbank, my 7th grade English teacher and ruler of classroom 110. My class simultaneously groaned at the prospect of work. I simply lifted my head with intrigue as it was already May and about time we had our first essay. He then proceeded to give examples of topics we could choose and gave us some time to think before we had to tell him our topic. My classmates were already rushing to tell the teacher their idea lest someone else steal it. That meant the usual abortion, death penalty, or drug use topics were out. I really couldn't think of anything and the teacher was slowly making his way through the remaining students like an executioner beheading criminals in a line. I have always thought that he would make a marvelous supervillain if he had a curly mustache, a tophat, and a cape. Eventually my name was called. I slowly dragged myself over to his desk. Even sitting down, he still seemed to tower over me. “What is your topic Cindy?” As usual in such desperate times, my mind turned to food. “Waffles are better than pancakes.” I figured that a waffle was just a differently shaped pancake with a nicer texture. “Hmm. Excellent topic. I look forward to your essay!” I survived to live yet another day.

Why spend money that is really needed for other things? Why live uncomfortably? Why be trapped in this hole called a home that belongs to another person? Why not live free and peacefully? When a person rents he or she usually throws away money that could be used to purchase something that belongs to them. Money is not easy to come by so why pay out hundreds toward something that is not benefit to the person paying it out. There is no good explanation for making a decision like this. The best option in a situation like this is to buy a house. Buying a house is a better option than renting an apartment.

Having escaped rule from a tyrannical British government, the United States was founded on ideals of freedom and equality for all people. These fantasies of universal egalitarianism turned out to be merely that: fantasies. American history is full of stories of the oppressed struggling to get the rights they deserve and of the controversy over these issues that consequently ensues. “The Hypocrisy of American Slavery” by Frederick Douglass and “We Shall Overcome” by Lyndon B. Johnson are two speeches made confronting two of these issues. Douglass’s speech, delivered in 1852, condemns the institution of slavery and maintains that slaves are men and are therefore entitled to freedom. Johnson’s speech, on the other hand, was written in 1965 and discussed the civil rights movement. In it, he implored local governments to allow all American citizens, regardless of race, to vote. Despite the significant gap in time between these two addresses, both speakers use similar persuasive techniques, including ethos, pathos, and parallelism, to convince their audience that change needs to be implemented in America.

The cool, autumn wind blows breezly through Springtown Falls. Mild, is the air, as 16 year old Jake walks home through the large and green forest, as the bright sun smiles down on him, after a tremendous day from school. Jake stumbles upon a cardboard box as he is on his way. Questions begin to emerge in his head. What could be in there? Who left it here? Was it meant to be found? Should I open it?

As class began Melanie was looking for a pencil in her bag until she found a leather shape box with golden letters that spelled out La Rosa de la muerte. She wanted to open it, so she went to the bathroom, as she opened the box. There was a shiny gold plated box that, only had winged necklace. Melanie puts the necklace around her neck. Nothing happened until she turned around there was a little wolf Melanie thought it was

It's a rainy, Friday afternoon and John, an ordinary college student, decides to ignore his unfinished work left on the side of his desk. He booted up his computer and began to play video games in his dimly lit dorm room. After an hour or so, John could hear three very loud and distinct knocks on his door--loud enough for him to hear through his headphones. He begrudgingly paused the game he was playing and placed his headphones neatly on his desk before heading over to the door at a laze pace. Without a care in the world, John flew the door open and in front of him was a delivery man. The very polite delivery man greets him and carefully hands him a package before bidding him farewell and casually walking towards the stairway. Puzzled, John wonders whether or not he had recently ordered something, and if he did, he sure does not remember doing it. He opened the neatly wrapped, beige color packaged and discovered a little note inside on top of a stuffed animal and a few books. "Hello sweetie," it read, "I was cleaning out the house and stumbled upon some of your old stuff. So, I thought I'd sent it over just in case you still wanted them. -Love, mom." John rolled his eyes before mumbling, "she could've just texted me or something if I still wanted this stuff." He picked up the first item from the package: a stuffed animal. After a quick inspection, John quickly recognized it as his favorite childhood toy: Henry the bear. He chuckled and placed it by his room's window next to