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I have had a pretty good life. I was born healthy and I have friends, family, and everything I really need. I’m a petite, sixteen-year old, white, girl with deep brown eyes and golden brown hair. For the most part, these are things I cannot change. I have a complex and colorful personality with a depth that most people hardly see. Who I am comes from all the people I have met, all the places I have been, and all the times I have had to restart. I did not get to have a say; it was decided for me

Fall is the time for letting go of the old ways and bringing in the new life. Autumn is also the period where one harvests their desire to learn. Autumn is the time for departure but having already fulfilled in wisdom and maturity. Fall is also the time to be thankful for all the things that occurred in your life. In Japan, the fall festivals are a way for the people to pray and be thankful for the harvests. Some festivals that occur in Japan during this time of the year are: Marimo Matsuri, Nada

In “Go Ask Alice”, Alice is a normal teenager. She just wants to be accepted by her friends and her family. However, she gets influenced and tries drugs in the process. Whenever she’s stressed, drugs are her only constant friend. Throughout the book, she battles with her addiction, and she eventually dies because of it. When she first tries drugs, it was accidentally. She doesn’t really go out looking for it, she gets surprised by it. On page 35 it says, “I sort of asked Jill what happened and

Narrative Story It all began with a simple Phone call one night after dinner. “Matt,” my Father Hollered up the stairs, “it’s for you. It’s Joy, and she sounds upset.” As I came downstairs to pick up the phone, I was not happy. I was tired and had looked forward to a nice quiet evening at home, not another stupid adventure with Joy. Thirty minutes later, however, Joy’s silver Mustang convertible swung into our driveway, and Joy was leaning on the horn before the car came to a full stop. Grabbing

kicker up, and I was pitching. Gracie, Kenzie, Cody, and Ethan were behind me getting ready for Nick to kick. I pitch nick the ball then “wham!” The kickball went right into Gracie’s face. It hit her pretty good. We took a timeout until we decided to go back to the camper and do something else. When we got back there about a hour left until the concert was over. “ Do you

Initially, after reading Go Ask Alice by Anonymous, I quite enjoyed the book; it is good at showing how difficult life can be, and the language was understandable enough that the reader could sympathize with the protagonist after reading about her ample, outlandish trials and tribulations. Upon a closer, second, examination, however, I was not so keen to love the book, for the language is definitely not that of an adolescent - much less a fifteen year old girl. Additionally, the turn of events also

January 2016 when her husband and her brother died of cancer just two days apart. By the End of February, she returned to the Las Vegas stage and in May accepted the Billboard Icon Award at the Billboard Music Awards. She Sang Queen's ' The Show Must Go On'

The Sign Of The Chrysanthemum political and historical accuracy The novel The Sign Of The Chrysanthemum takes place in Japan during the 12th century. This novel is about a boy named Muna, meaning “no name”, that has moved from a rural part of Japan to the city, Kyoto. He was told that his father had a Chrysanthemum tattooed on his arm. Muna sets out to find his father after only knowing this little information about him. Muna was also told that his father was a Heike warrior, which brings up this

I stood in the doorway, dazed at the conversation that was taking place in front of me. Why on earth would they ever want to move? I stood there taking all of their words in my ears; they went in one ear and out of the other. “But…but why?” I protested. I was saddened inside. A lump grew in the pit of my throat, it felt dry. I ran outside and looked around. The roses bloomed and tulips grew more than I had realized. They were a pretty pink, the kind I would think a fairy would wear on her flower

I spent my first year at Dordt as a Spanish minor and had always wanted to check out Amistad Cristiana, but I let go of this dream after I switched my minor. I really miss taking Spanish classes, which contributes to why I found my experience at Amistad Cristiana to be so interesting. I only know enough Spanish to hold a basic conversation, which is completely different from the full theological discourse in which I could only make out enough bits and pieces to get a generalized idea of what was