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    The only thing you can do is support them like the community in the novel Makes Me Wanna Holler. Even though, the kids did not care about their education, the teachers cared about them and especially the ones that the had the potential for greatness. Mr. Brown was one of those teachers, he joked around with them, but he taught them a life

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    Black people will get you into trouble. Not because they want to, but because they don’t know any better. They value things that others would find meaningless, they do things that others would know better than to do and their actions and mental attitude towards their futures are anything but progressive. Black youths are focused more on their attire than their education and they seem to have forgotten that they weren’t able to receive such a thing before. The black youth are hypocrites, raising hell

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    Wake Up and Listen The meaning of life is to find the meaning of life. Is it not? We all go through each day trying to figure out which road out the infinite amount of paths will lead us in a better direction where happiness is prominent and society is flawless. However, not every single human being is going to fit on that narrow, one-lane highway to success. Bad choices, accidents, fate, family matters, society, temptation, anger, rage, addiction, and loss of hope can all be deciding factors

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    My song of choice is Inner City Blues (Make Me Wanna Holler) by Marvin Gaye. The song was written about inflation, financial, and tax troubles by most people within the inner cities. The song was written in the early 1970’s but it is still true to see people struggle with the same problems. He references how money is made but before it’s seen it’s taken, this is referring to how a person’s pay check is mostly consumed by taxes. Every day tax payers are the ones who earn a working wage to provide

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    Shivers I hear heavy breathing outside the closet door, so I think the monster knows I 'm here. I guess I should catch you up. I 've been hiding in this closet for hours, and I 'm writing this in case I don’t make it out of here alive. Every night for the past 2 weeks I 've been hearing noises, and 3 nights ago I saw it. I woke up to the noises as usual, but instead of finding nothing there, I saw a terribly gruesome figure. It seemed like it had been human at some point, but it were nothing

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    Selina Pearl Professor Finch English 109 03 August 2010 Michael Jackson – “Beat It” In 2009, we lost one of the greatest entertainers in music history, however his music still lives on, inspiring and touching people’s heart. I have always been a fan of Michael Jackson, and the reason why I picked this song is because it presents a strong message. Not only did Jackson make a powerful statement with his lyrics, he also made one with his choice of rhythm and beats. The guitars and drums

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    Zoe had gotten up and returned with her nail polish collection that she thoughtfully laid out on the table. She sat in the chair once everything was in place just the way she liked it. “Anybody wonders if it was Reno?” “Are you kidding me? You know Savannah was crazy about Reno, he wouldn’t’ve hurt her.” Leah watched as Zoe picked up different shades of polish before choosing the copper metallic color. “Yeah, but was he crazy about her? I don’t like that one for you,” Jasmine said to Zoe. “Try this

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    I Have A Pretty Good Life

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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

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    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

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    Fair Party 2017 The lamp post lights are shining down on us as were sitting on benches in a little circle. It’s nighttime out at the 2017 Fulton County Fair. Groups of people are lining up to get into the fair for the Loverboy and Survivor Classic Rock concert. A few hours later the concert will be over and people will be going home. That means it's time to pull the “money trick” on people as they leave the concert later. My friends and I are at a party at my cousins camper. “Hey guys!” said my

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