Persuasive Speech - Original Writing

I am sure that everyone of you have heard about aliens and UFOs. Indeed, we all have heard about the famous case of aliens and UFOs in Roswell, New Mexico. Most people might be interested in the topic of aliens, but I know that the majority of you just think of it as rumours and the existence of them are impossible. Therefore, I am standing here in front all of you to make you change your perspective. I am strongly confident that I have found the evidence of their real existence to convince all of you.

When I stepped in the room, I noticed someone standing over by the windows. It was Joel. He was just standing there, in a fixed position, completely immobile. "Joel?" I walked toward him slowly. "You okay, man?" He turned around slowly, his face was so pale and he had bags under his eyes as if he hadn't slept in days. I wondered if I looked like that.

“I know what it looks like. However, what has me confused are these other rumors of you being seen out last evening with the actor Kyle Lewis. He may not be in our social circle, but he is miles above that person with you,” he growled. “AT least, I know he is honorable. Just look at these pictures someone has taken of you?” he chuckled, and held up a

I looked up at him, smiling. "Oh my god, they do! Ugh, I 'm such an asshole! We need to find Carson."

“Hey guys do any of you get the feeling of you being watched right now?” Richard said.

Returning the smile he'd given me, "You know I'd do anything for ya sweetie. And stupid people make me angry." I added with a laugh.

“Frederick Plezno that is your LAST warning!” “Whatever.” I say with a snicker. Mrs. Smith, the literacy teacher, always checks her phone at 3:45, like clockwork. Probably checking to see if anybody is trying to get ahold of her. Ha, yeah right. Lets try to sneak out. “Frederick, I know your tricks.” She says with a smile of proudness. “Has anybody been unfortunate enough today by getting ahold of you?” I already start walking out the door because I know that remark deserves a detention. Sorry, that “Smart” remark.

In a small town on a small street in a small neighborhood in a small house was a girl name Eribella she was 14 years years old 5ft 3 and all she wanted was to be popular you know sit with the cool girls walk down the hall and had everyone saying hi not having to think about what her name was and just being that person everyone knew.

He chuckled quietly as he sat up, trying to convince his stiff muscles into working. "Mmm I 'd like to know too, honestly..." He stretched languidly, muscles shifting and pulling as he lift his hands up, closing his eyes as he yawned " I mean I know, but it 's confusing even still," he confided quietly, then gave a pleasured sigh as his back popped loudly a couple of time. Mephisto slumped over after that, resting his eyes tiredly before his tail wagged about, popping as well, he shivered and smiled tiredly. "Been a while since I 've slept in the rain, I wouldn 't recommend it...of course you fell asleep in your bathtub," he joked, looking up to the sky, his words mumbled quietly "you...could have drowned you know...maybe you want that, I wouldn 't blame you," these words were quieter, full of an odd sadness as he stared up, he sighed why does my life have to

I woke up early Saturday morning excited yet very nervous. It was July twenty-second which meant the day I found out if I could really ride. My boyfriend Zach and a couple of buddies from work decided that a trip to Haspin was the perfect way to celebrate Josh’s twenty-first birthday. It was supposed to be a big group that would go but ended up just being five us.

I sat down in my own chair, my hands folded in my lap. My legs were crossed and were swaying back and forth below my seat, sort of like a swing wistfully blowing in the wind.

I woke up with my eyes shooting open, and my heart pounding as if my body just stopped moving completely. The yelling came right through the walls, and familiar voices rising above the sacred silence. As I went to go investigate, I opened my door only to see my father and brother in a heated argument, ready to fight. The explicit language coming out from my father’s voice frightened me because I knew what was going to happen next. My father threw the first punch, knocking down my brother to the floor. I stood there frozen, trying to understand why this all started. They fight endlessly, while my mother desperately tries to break them apart with tears running down her face. I feel like running, but where to?

“Beep,Beep, Beep, Beep,” was the sound that played over and over at 6:30 A.M. On September 11th, 2001. I started to toss and turn, finally I realized my alarm was making that obnoxious beeping sound, so I rolled over and hit the snooze button. At that time I realized the time was nearly 6:45 A.M., the bright red numbers pointed directly into my foggy, awakening eyes. As I rolled out of bed my feet hit that same chilled floor as they do each morning. At that time I knew it was time for a shower, and a sip of coffee before I headed out the door for work, and start my daily routine. Morning coffee could not come any faster. I quickly shuffled out of the shower, and got into my cleanly pressed suit. I am feeling pretty confident and brave, because It was my nice new suit, which had become my favorite. Taking a last look at that clock on my night stand the time read 7:35 A.M. I hurried myself, knowing I had to leave soon. Rushing into the kitchen I grabbed my stainless steel mug out of the big stack of clean dishes. As I poured the hot coffee I watched It steam, just then I knew I was ready to go on with my day. Heading for the door I grabbed my brief case, kissed my wife goodbye, and said, “I love you, and see you after work.”

Have you ever noticed when something goes horribly wrong there is someone offering tea and sympathy?

Shoved away at the back of the cupboard on the highest shelf I lay there waiting to be unexpectedly found by the wrong person or to be used to make people happy. Either way results in the end of my life. Bundled away where no one can see, Richard is the only one who knows where I am. I play with his thoughts and guilty conscious everyday making him fear every knock at the door. Richard continues to hide me from his wife; all I am to him is a bit of fun and extra income. I wish I had a helpful purpose in life but I am what is known to many as nothing but a “life destroyer.” The popular opinion towards me is a negative one to say the least. I’m not much to look at plain, white and simple but I have an unimaginably wild effect on people. Mind numbingly magic.