Slime Persuasive Essay

In 1983, Raymond Carver introduced his short story “Cathedral” to the public. The first-person narrative takes place within the narrator’s home, where his wife is waiting upon the arrival of her blind friend Robert. The narrator, however, becomes more concerned about how Robert’s visit will affect him rather than enjoy the situation. Once Robert arrives, the narrator tries to understand the blind man, but he is unaware of what tasks Robert is capable of performing due to the narrator’s inability to “see”. In time, Robert shows the narrator the difference between looking and seeing through illustrations of a cathedral, drawn by the narrator with his eyes closed. “Cathedral’s” narrator exposes readers to anti-heroic views

“Hold these, please,” he said. He handed two fluffy spheres to her. She held one in one hand, and inspected the other one in her other hand. She turned it around a bit, then saw it had a face!

Olivia went down first and, “Well”, she fell right away smack on her butt just like I did when I was at the rope.

It was 9:45am on Tuesday, October 20th, 2015: The children were taking part in an art activity. On the piece of paper, each child had a drawn out bubble lettered number one. They were given each given four popsicle sticks and a small pile of glue. The teacher instructed them to use the paint brush to spread the glue out inside the number one and then place the popsicle sticks on top.

Being an athletes is one of the best-paid jobs on Earth. Being that they are paid so much the cost for the consumer is very high. The prices of tickets and sports memorabilia have been steadily rising over the years. The average ticket prices for the NHL, MLB, NBA and NFL all rose 5% to 10% this year, according to Jon Greenberg, executive editor of Team Marketing Report. (Mihoces).

After deep thought and an hour of wasted time consisting of snapchatting and laying in various parts of my room, Lily suggests that we go down to The Dollar Tree and get some funny, random toys to quench our desire to do something, anything! I lived on the corner of Lindsay and Brown and the dollar store was located on Lindsay and University, so the mile distance was a short, doable journey. On our way back, our new-bought silly string in hand, Lily and I ran ahead of the three others that accompanied us, and we headed back to my house. When we arrived home, we hid behind the pillars and patiently waited for the others’ return. As we could hear their voices morph from a slight mumble into a real conversation, we jumped out and surprise attacked the girls with a silly string invasion. What Lily and I thought to be a harmless, funny act, really upset the three of them, especially Rachel. They would not come inside my house and insisted we go away from them. As me and Lily now sit in my room laughing and trying to forget about the drama that was on the rise, I began to hear scurrying noises downstairs accompanied by “oh my gosh” and “she’s gonna be so mad”. I walked out of my room to find Rachel covering my house with the purple slime she bought at The Dollar Tree. Everywhere I looked, it was there: rubbed into the hallway carpet, spread down the walls, down the laundry shoot, on the towels, and in the refrigerator, as if it were rapidly multiplying throughout my house. It was something out of a cartoon and I couldn’t believe this was actually happening. I know we were young and immature, but this took it to a new level, and I couldn’t contain my anger. Tears automatically came running down my face as I knew I’d be dead when my parents came home. “Get out of

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.

The last time I saw Charlie outside prison walls we were on the run. Charlie was on the run, not I, I just went along for the ride because he was my husband. Charlie was on parole, but he loved to drink his booze. In our state it's a violation to drink while on parole.

“Skylar, come on! The truck is about to leave!” my mom shouted as she walked outside to the U-haul truck containing precious memories of the past thirteen years of my life. “Alright, mom!” I aggressively shouted back to her, knowing full well she would not appreciate my tone. Despite my resistance towards the events of the day, I trudged out of my bare room with the last of my Vera Bradley luggage and loaded up the truck.

“Lindsey, wait up!” I yelled as my sister scaled the wall of the mountains. The stripes in many different colors fused together to make a hard rock that scratched my hands, but I didn’t care. At the top, I rolled over

After swapping spit with Shay, I got up and collected a few of my things to take over to the new house. When my bag was packed, I cut the light off in the bedroom and waited for Shay to make us both a drink before we headed out the door. Before I buckled up in the van, I took my cell phone out of my purse and dialed my mother’s cell phone number. When she answered, I asked, “Are you home?” “Yeah, are you coming over?” “Yes ma’am, I am. I was just making sure that someone was home.” “We’re all here, I’m cooking now because I may go to the bingo hall, but Lester and Imani will be here.”

Gay discrimination is a major problem that affects individuals all across the country. The Defense of Marriage Act needs to be repealed. First, the Defense against Marriage Act will be explained and then why it needs to be repealed, then the effects the law has on society.

“Sure,” I said grabbing the popcorn bowl. Taylor and I were having a sleepover due to my parents being out of town. Right now we're watching Bridesmaids, one of my all time favorite movies. It was about 3 in the morning, but i was wide awake. BOOM! “Oh my goodness what was that,” I said shaking.

“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.