Prince Valiant

Machiavelli The Prince is call a classic. In today’s contemporary society I believe that some of Machiavelli advice would be relevant. His first piece of advice was teaching us how having knowledge in the military is an important quality that a prince can achieve. Second a person should be a true friend and a true enemy. Thirdly Machiavelli says do not be generous with your money, you’ll just have to tax harder and you’ll lose the support of your citizens. Fourthly in order for a prince to keep his

Not All Dreams The sudden sound of soft sobs awakened me from my slumber. Slithering my way out of bed, I sauntered over to the formal dining room of our house. Creeping from behind the door, I tuned in to the conversation that was taking place. “It’s March 19th, he’s out of time to turn the weapons in,” My mother stated whilst she took down the last hanging painting in our house, with tears rolling down her cheeks, her eyes red and her nose stuffy from all the crying she’s been doing all week.

The room smelt of sick and death. It clung to all in the room like a living demon, mocking the grievers. Heavy dark curtains were drawn shut blocking out the summer’s day behind them and only a few scattered candles were lit. The room felt smaller than it was in the dark and the large furniture only added to the tightness. The air was stuffy for all the occupiers though no one made a comment. On the couch nearest the door sat three young girls. Dressed in fine clothes and perfect posture they remained

Everything went silent. Everyone was staring at me with shock. I can feel the guilt come off of them in waves. "Let her go," Prince Coby whispers quietly. So quietly that not many people could hear it, including the executioner. A moment later after realizing the executioner didn 't hear Coby yells angrily, "Let her go!" The executioner flinches but quickly after he lets me up. I crawl to my shaky feet. I look around at everyone but as soon as I meet the gaze they look down in shame. I look at

As the bitter taste of vanilla extract went down my throat, I wondered how exactly I let this person fool me. The person in question was my oldest sister. I was around 9 at the time. My parents were out, leaving my older siblings to watch my 10 year old sister and me. My sister had convinced us that vanilla extract tasted just vanilla cake. Since both of us were fans of cake, we were excited to drink it. I should have seen the warning signs. She told us that if we didn’t like it, we were not allowed

My time with Cal State LA and internship is coming to end, and there are so many mixed feelings that I have. I am nervous, excited, scared, relieved, and so forth. For this quarter, my seminar class and internship have focused a lot on termination, with Cal State LA, clients, and myself. The termination process has helped me deal and cope with my mixed emotions, because it makes it easier for me to end a chapter in my life, and transition into a new one. At my internship, LAUSD had a mandatory

Mr. Norton, I have been waiting patiently to hear back from you since receiving your last correspondence Wednesday, March 9, 2016 at 10:22 AM. At that time you told me that all your rentals were currently completely but and that you are requesting an emergency rental from I assume the corporate office said that the recall work can be fulfilled on our van. I can’t think of a single reason as to why I haven’t heard from you since than even if it was a simple update on the status and that you are still

Public information release is due to kids begin under the age of 18 at the time, you will need consent from the mother or legal parent in guardian to conduct the interview with the child. The mother have to filled out the form saying she give you or anybody permission to speak with her child. When the mother filled out the form, you have make sure there is a witness available to see the mother sign the form. I feel out the family/social history form off the mother information because I want

You were on your way home when you died. It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMT 's tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better of, trust me. And that 's when you met me. "What... what happened?" you asked. "Where am I?" "You died," I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words. "There was a... a truck and it was skidding

The cotton mill was extremely hot today. Westley had been forced to work at this mill at the age of 5 and continues today. Westley was skinny and short with chestnut brown hair that covered his face. He had a short nose and eyes as brown as the River Thames. His boney face was dotted with freckles. He almost couldn’t believe that he had been working here for 10 long years. How had he lasted being the way he is? The conditions were horrible and he was treated like garbage but he could never leave