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Growing up in a small reservation in Northern Arizona, I had a hard time writing. I had a few teachers that helped me write, but I never really understood why I was writing in such a funny way. Why do I have to sound different when writing? I never liked how my younger cousins would write better than me. I did my best to write better than I already was. I tried to take a typing class that I thought would help improve my writing. Freshman year was the year I struggled with writing the most. My teacher

Anne Frank’s diary is known all over the world. She was in hiding for 2 years, and she wrote in her diary. Writing was one of her hobbies. There is more than just one of Anne Frank’s writings. It is very impressive of being such a big symbol about the holocaust, writing about your life in hiding. But there are plenty of other pieces of work she has done. She has written many short stories, letters and poems of her own; during the time she was in hiding, and before that. Anne Frank has always loved

On the first day of junior year I woke up bitter, tired, and angry. I knew this year would be the toughest year of my high school career and in no way shape or form was I looking forward to it. I went to school as if it were any other first day, greeting friends and trying to fight through the crowd to get to the locator list where I would find my first period teacher. After five minutes of pushing and shoving, I finally reached the front and found my name. I traced my finger along the dotted line

When I was four years old, I received a special gift, a simple wooden number two pencil, and with this pencil I was to use it for writing something personal, my name. The feeling of holding a pencil for the first time, was a strange sensation, although it felt familiar, it felt as if all the pressure on my hand was being focused into this tiny stick. I used the motion of my hands to guide the pencil onto the slick smoothness of the paper to create a series of intricate patterns; I managed to scribble

White. That is all I see; the farthest I can see is absolutely nothing: no buildings, no plants, and no people. I don’t remember anything; I don’t even know how I ended up in a place like this. There is no point just standing around doing nothing, so I decide to walk on forward. I suppose eventually I would bump into something or someone. Wearing nothing but the clothes on me, I searched through my pockets to see if there was anything useful. The only thing I found was a regular black sharpie

I first came across you through your newsletter, Pen Parade, where you explore how our tools influence our work. Is the selection of the right tool — the perfect pen — an important part of your process? It is and it isn’t — I try to embrace the idea of just making do with what you have. It’s so limiting to say “Oh, I need to have this certain pen or I can’t do it.” I’m like that with so many things — if I just had the right camera, if I just had the right paper. It’s an excuse. You work with what

Hello, it’s Steven, it been awhile since we last spoke or well in this case wrote. How have you been? I am great currently I am taking an oceanology course at San Francisco State University. I am writing this letter is to inform you what I have learned and to let you know on how to protect our ocean from future harm because of pollution. I thought of you, because I remembered that you love to swim and go to the beach, so I want to let you know on how to control pollution and, inform you how contamination

What I want to know sixteen weeks from now (That I do not know now) A few things I would like to know sixteen weeks from now are how well my writing skills will have improved from how I've written papers in the beginning, to what my written papers will look like at the end of my writing course, and what I can do to improve my writing skills. I would like to be kept updated on how well my writing skills will have improved over the course of time because I am goal oriented in becoming the best at something

Proposal: The RSD Pen will be produced in order to give the opportunity for students to utilize their textbooks to their maximum potential, while still being able to resell it for its optimal value. The ink would last for about three months and after that time period the ink would disappear. Introduction (Why is this product needed in the market?) With the rising costs of tuition, it is making it more difficult for students to afford their education. The market for college textbooks have not really

Chapter Eleven “All these words are just a front. What I would really like to do is chain you to my body, then sing for days, days & days.” —Hafez The morning was bright and clear. In other words, a perfect day to return home. Dylan felt awful slipping out of Salim’s cabin. He was working on his papers—Dylan didn’t know what exactly, but he was busy writing lists, referring to others, and generally working. There were the usual thirty or so men on the deck looking to their individual jobs, whether