Personal battle

I can not begin to tell you about what I have seen over the past three days. When the battle began on July 1st I never would have imagined how many men would be wounded or killed. Makeshift hospitals had to be made for all of the wounded men. Large warehouses and even the railroad station were turned to hospitals. They grew quickly overcrowded though so we had to use other buildings. Churches were turned into hospitals, with the pews acting as beds. Schools and even private homes had to house wounded

you could meet her than you would without a doubt agree with me. Mrs. Amanda Battles has been teaching multiple classes throughout the school but I foremost think of her as my Model UN and Latin teacher. There have been moments in her class where I would struggle to complete her work but she doesn’t scold me like any normal teacher would. She encourages me and pushes me to do my absolute best without any hidden, personal agenda. I’ve had her for multiple years now, ever, since my freshman year of

perfect symmetry. The world beyond this acts as a clashing contrast to my serenity. Revealing the battle of disorder with only one side which I can control. Past achievements and awards line the shelves as I walk expectantly, only outwardly calm to preserve face. I stroll towards the sculpted oak door, impatient but afraid to face my inner self. As I slowly push the door open I can see my own personal sanctuary awaiting me within the

calorie limits on myself; my total caloric consumption would stay below 500 calories each day. Furthermore, I began to run for winter conditioning in preparation for the upcoming track season, thus continuing to lower my overall energy. My personal battle with anorexia continued until the beginning of track season, but even from a period as short as four months, the damage caused to my overall mental and physical health was immense.

ripped from me as for Grendel is no match for me, my bare hands are all I will use. Fighting is my strength and I foresee me as dangerous Grendel. Proving my strength and courage I will fight unarmed, therefore death will come to me or Grendel at this Battle. Although, Grendel is vigorously strong, whereas I know sword play, I was unarmed, but confident with myself. Waiting in the darkness for the enemy to arrive. Preying on the innocent, feeding on flesh, would come to an end tonight, eager and enthusiastically

It was a really hot day and summer day for a paintball battle so there were Jayden,Javon,Jason,and Dad. When the people were anouncing the countdown from ten we were ready for the match to begin and so when the counter got to one we went into the middle of the map that we were at. When we got to the middle people were firing at us like it was target practice. Then we couldn't hit no one. The opponents were really tough and we could barely hit an opponent. It was four versus four match. Until then

Today we finally beat the British in battle, it was an amazing victory, although i must say, I really miss my long hair. Its a lot harder than I thought it would be to hide that I'm a girl, I cant go to the bathroom, and getting dressed is complete hell. I remember being called out of my deep slumber after Paul Rever saw the British coming. As we were all standing waiting for the British soldiers at around five a.m. I heard the shouting, “The lobster backs are down the road!” Led by Major John Pitcairn

In 1862, I entered the battle of Gettysburg as a Confederate soldier. My post was assigned to me as a passenger in a covered wagon. A cannonball hit a wheel and we were forced to abandon the wagon. Luckily, nearby was a fallen tree that provided some cover. All of us scrambled over except two other that were still in the wagon. Just following a loud pop a shell exploded on the wagon killing both men. Then the least expected thing happens I saw my favorite cousin; Joe Palsha. He was in an assault

Balance Not Battle I was born in Chihuahua, Chihuahua, Mexico. Although you may assume that I possess a lot of traits of a stereotypical “Latina” I do not. I wasn't raised in a big family. It was just my parents, my younger brother, and me. I was raised by an engineer and an economist both of whom have always encouraged the idea of creativity, curiosity, and innovation. Traveling is big part of my life, and helped shape me at a very early age. Along with traveling came moving to the United States

The Battle of Europe We were just about to move when we got hit the shell ripped through the armor and blew up throwing shards of metal all over the inside of the tank. The metal shards smacked Dan’s face our tank suffered immense damage . The Panzer III had 40mm armor piercing rounds. A friendly M1-Abrams destroyed the panzer with two shells. It was a decoy it was remote controlled tank. Very expensive, then we got ambushed there were soldiers and trucks all around us. “Any ways that’s all I have