The final battle of good and evil, intelligence beyond even the brightest imaginations as for man to discover, and the journey of self discover. Star wars, Alien vs. Predator, War of the worlds and Men in Black. In a nut shell, science fiction can be said to be a realistic assumption about possible future events based on the past and the present of the findings of man. From nebula to nebula readers of all species will be able to take pleasure in Cards brilliant piece of literature. Unmistakably, in Orson Scott Cards book “Enders game,” readers will be able to distinguish a collision of science fiction genres: Armageddon, Outer life forms, and the questing hero. - If you could just give me some feedback on how you think me introduction is: any changes, grammer mistakes or just anything you think i should change. Thanks!

• Can someone read and help me revise me college essay?

the question is, indicate a person who has had a significant influence on you, and describe that influence. Please criticize it and tell me what you think or ways to make it better. Also does anyone know of any website that specializes in posting college essays to get feed backs. 1.Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. once said, “Faith is taking the first step even when you don't see the whole staircase.” As a young boy I did not completely grasp the sacrifice that my parents made for me in order to have a better life. What would it take for someone to give up everything they know; to risk never being with or seeing family or friends again? When I asked my parents how they were able to do this, they responded with one word, “faith.” Faith guided my parents to emigrate from their homeland to a new country that they knew nothing about. The many obstacles that I have faced throughout this journey have helped me to define myself as the person I am today. 2.On the plane that would bring us from Ecuador to America is where the first obstacle presented itself. Communication is something most people take for granted in their everyday lives. But on the plane that day, I was not able to order a drink or even decided what I wanted to eat. Learning a new language proved to be a struggle that I would have to overcome. Since it was harder for my parents then me to learn the English language they depended on me to translate for them. Day after day I pushed myself to learn as much as I could with out giving up until I had mastered a number of words a day. Even today whether its accomplishing something I have never done before on the baseball field or reaching new heights in the academic realm such as learning French, I refuse to give up until I have achieved my goal. This determination that was instilled in me at an early age has motivated me to accomplish any feat that I have encounter in life. 3.The day after we arrived my parents had to start looking for a job. My dad worked at Dunkin Donuts in the morning, washed dishes in the afternoon at a small café, and at nights bussed tables at a restaurant. My mom found a back breaking job cleaning houses with my aunt. As a kid I did not see much of my parents during the day. But always reminding me I was the most important thing in their lives, they would never miss a sporting or school event. They said watching me excel was what gave them the strength to persevere. After a couple of years, all their hard work finally paid off. My parents saved enough money to buy that small café where my dad started out washing dishes. That same hard work is reflected in the things I do such as tutoring, school, and sports. Over the years I have seen my parents work ethics open up opportunities that we thought would never be possible. 4.The work and sacrifices of my parents have truly changed my life. A memory I will always have is returning to Ecuador for the first time since I left. The first place my parents wanted to see was the apartment we had once lived in. As I opened the door and gazed around the astonishingly small apartment I understood why. At that moment I had an epiphany, I realized how far two immigrants and their son had really come, how much their sacrifices and hard work had paid off. After seeing where I came from and what I have become, I now know that no dream is impossible to pursue. To most people the American Dream is to become rich and famous. I am neither of the two, yet I still feel like I have been able to attain it. Having the possibility to go to college and become anything I want is the true American dream. The staircase has been laid out for me, now it is my turn to take that first step into my future. The United States has given me the opportunity I need and my parents have provided me with the character I need to succeed.

• Can anyone help me revise my college essay and tell me what they think?

Please criticize it and tell me what you think or ways to make it better. Also does anyone know of any website that specializes in posting college essays to get feed backs. 1.Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. once said, “Faith is taking the first step even when you don't see the whole staircase.” As a young boy I did not completely grasp the sacrifice that my parents made for me in order to have a better life. What would it take for someone to give up everything they know; to risk never being with or seeing family or friends again? When I asked my parents how they were able to do this, they responded with one word, “faith.” Faith guided my parents to emigrate from their homeland to a new country that they knew nothing about. The many obstacles that I have faced throughout this journey have helped me to define myself as the person I am today. 2.On the plane that would bring us from Ecuador to America is where the first obstacle presented itself. Communication is something most people take for granted in their everyday lives. But on the plane that day, I was not able to order a drink or even decided what I wanted to eat. Learning a new language proved to be a struggle that I would have to overcome. Since it was harder for my parents then me to learn the English language they depended on me to translate for them. Day after day I pushed myself to learn as much as I could with out giving up until I had mastered a number of words a day. Even today whether its accomplishing something I have never done before on the baseball field or reaching new heights in the academic realm such as learning French, I refuse to give up until I have achieved my goal. This determination that was instilled in me at an early age has motivated me to accomplish any feat that I have encounter in life. 3.The day after we arrived my parents had to start looking for a job. My dad worked at Dunkin Donuts in the morning, washed dishes in the afternoon at a small café, and at nights bussed tables at a restaurant. My mom found a back breaking job cleaning houses with my aunt. As a kid I did not see much of my parents during the day. But always reminding me I was the most important thing in their lives, they would never miss a sporting or school event. They said watching me excel was what gave them the strength to persevere. After a couple of years, all their hard work finally paid off. My parents saved enough money to buy that small café where my dad started out washing dishes. That same hard work is reflected in the things I do such as tutoring, school, and sports. Over the years I have seen my parents work ethics open up opportunities that we thought would never be possible. 4.The work and sacrifices of my parents have truly changed my life. A memory I will always have is returning to Ecuador for the first time since I left. The first place my parents wanted to see was the apartment we had once lived in. As I opened the door and gazed around the astonishingly small apartment I understood why. At that moment I had an epiphany, I realized how far two immigrants and their son had really come, how much their sacrifices and hard work had paid off. After seeing where I came from and what I have become, I now know that no dream is impossible to pursue. To most people the American Dream is to become rich and famous. I am neither of the two, yet I still feel like I have been able to attain it. Having the possibility to go to college and become anything I want is the true American dream. The staircase has been laid out for me, now it is my turn to take that first step into my future. The United States has given me the opportunity I need and my parents have provided me with the character I need to succeed.

• is this graduation speech very flattering?

Today is a great day for me, why do you ask? because this is the day I have been waiting 16 months for. Today is the day I will take the next journey in life. Many people, when they graduate highschool, let themselves fly off unto the next greatest adventure in life. But my path was a little bit different. I spent 16 months in confinement before I spread my wings in college. You know, when you spend 16 months away from my friends, family and beautiful girls, but endured the torment of the smell of Cigarette smoke, rednecks, trouble makers, ghetto kids, and little to no excitement. But this experience taught me how to appreciate the great things you have, and not expect pure perfection. Ive learned over 16 months, that if I can endure limited time off, unnattractive girls, time in the ghetto, and other terrors reminds me that the Good Lord has a reason for letting things happen to us. I remember a good friend of mine told me that the last day of school is always bitter sweet, but I have been most blessed to say this last day of school is sweet. I remember the day of the class of 2008 graduation baccaleaureate, where I remember visiting my old school, and remembering the pleasures I got out of being around my friends, and my true home. And as I recall, everytime I knew going back to school after a long break was coming, all I could think about was the post graduation trip I am taking over to Disney World. Thinking about how I was going to leave my prison to the blisses of disney world, All inclusive meals, seeing all my favorite Disney characters, hott princesses. Rides, animals, food, I longed to return to the place of magic and adventure, before I spread my wings into the school like atmosphere of football games, parties, hott girls, spring break, and the added appreciation my education here gave me of the life that meant so much to me. Another point I would like to ponder was one night during my vacation, I was thinking about what my time here was going to do to me. But I came up with the conclusion that 16 months is not going to change what 19 years created of me. As I figured out, I am a very strong person who can handle sixteen months. though my mentality hasnt been very upbeat, I hold strong to the hope that I will be the old person I was months ago.

• how could you improve this ?

what shall i do ? it all started with a boat trip -a simple short trip around the pacific ocean .In like what seemed a huge boat as big as the titanic ,does'nt sound too bad does it ..? Wrong! We were at our site eating breakfast and i saw my mohter lunging over the table then proudly waving a blue leaflet."Guess what kids,were going on a boat trip." "Oh no ,". And like many people whove seen titanic in their lives i definately wasn't that eager to go ! ...But my mum persuaded me to go . We approached the beach and climbed onto the boat .Half way through the journey,after being screamed at by a woman 'afraid of the sea' and drowned like a rat by ocean spray, i was definately ready to get off this piarate ship. Until...we saw magnificent ,outstanding indescribable cliffs towering over me like sky scrapers you could see the clouds at the top with eroding rock falling in to the ocean, rippling the water. We approached a small bay and scurried off the boat eager to explore the island.Taking hundereds of mental pictures of this picturesque place hoping i could capture this moment forever. We walked along the white sand clashing with the crystal blue glimmering ocean that sparkled like diamonds, rockpools scattered along the bay. Sun burning my face yet giving me a healthy mediterannean glow. I ran in a baywatch mannor into the rockpools and splashed the clear water into my face refreshing myself from the heat it felt like i had been in the desert all day .All though i loved it at 5 oclock the glimmering ocean i saw moments ago turned to choppy waves , sending me chills of cold wind reminding me of how far away from home i was . The boat pulled up and i tumbled on .The boat was swiched with a cheaper imitation. I walked along the cheap tiles and seen an enchanting blue glow so...like any other intrigued teen i went to investigate! I stumbled down the stairs my heart racing as i walked into a small plain room with a bench .if i laid down i was head on with the fish and old bits of food people have thrown in to the sea.i watch as a wotsit gets thrown into the water and tens of fish flock to try and get the crisp like tiny vultures. The trip wore on and drifted off to sleep ,once i awoke i seen the waves crashing against the side of the boat i felt a surge of sickness overwhelm me .I look up and see my mum and younger brother still sound asleep on the sand ridden flooring.I walked up the stairs and walked over to my nan hoping she'll tell me a quick fix remidy for my sickness. She said the best thing she could ,"hurry up ...were getting off soon" ! So i walked back down into the little blue room and woke up my family . We hurried up the stairs and my mum walked to the back to get our bags .My little brother and sister were persistant on getting to the front of the que so i ran with them into the que, we barged through the people and scrambled off the boat ,tonnes of tourists flocked off the boat so we scurried to the shallow end of the pier away from the photo scavanging animals, suddenly...my little sister yelped ,"wheres nan and mum,".I went on my tip toes so high my foot was cramping but still no sign of them . Now searching in desperation i charged through the tourists and got to the other end of the pier .I looked up sheepishly and to my suprise...see my mum and nan still on the boat , totally taken aback . They were waving . They thought the boat was just straightening out then coming back. it went back then turned right . I felt my lips quivering uncontrollably as i felt warm tears streaming down my face.I pleased with the young girl for what seemed like hours .She looked at me nicely and spoke to a male attendant nearby i felt a glimmer of hope then.... they laughed in my face they didnt care about some english children they never met before why would they ,i felt like a knife went into my heart .What was goin to happen ,the sky turned a dark shade of grey , Would we be kidnapped,would i ever see my family again? The girl bundled us into her small car and not even knowing where i was going she took us to the next dock and suddenly as i see the boat pull up the sky changed to a warm purples orange and yellows and a comforting breeze swept across me. I was so happy to feel safe again and am sure i never want to go on a boat again . im 14

• Essay, comments please?

The journey of Odysseus is finally over and now it’s time for him to be judge, is he a hero or not? Like many people Odysseus does things that may not be consider heroic and some things that are. Saving his faithful wife and long lost son from the evil suitors is defiantly one something that people think about when they think of the hero Odysseus. Thou, he being unfaithful to is faithful wife and being an ignorant, overly confident, captain resulted in all of his shipmates to fall into the dark water are not. A hero isn’t someone who wants to get home but doesn’t do anything about it. Someone that doesn’t tell his crew that there going to die just to save his own life isn’t being a heroic. That isn’t loyalty. He isn’t a hero. One of the qualities of a hero is sacrifice. It could seem he sacrificed his crew to save his wife but think about it if he really cared about his wife then wouldn’t he have been faithful. Instead of sleeping with every creature he met? Anyway, lucky for him, Penelope was too occupied by trying to keep those suitors off her that, she didn’t find out. So, upon returning to Ithaca, Odysseus appeared like a hero for saving her from the young men that were invading there home. I’m sure her mind would have changed if she found out about Odysseus’s adventures while he was away. Telemachus, the son of Odysseus, was only two when his father left for war. In his eyes his almighty father is as great as Zeus himself. This little fact, made Telemachus oblivious to who Odysseus really was. He thought that his father was loyal to his mom and that he was determined to get home to see him. He may have wanted to get home but, did not do much about that. If Telemachus would have found out about what really happened on Odysseus’s long journey then, I think Telemachus would have thought differently about his father. Thunder struck as the ship was swallowed but a monstrous wave. This wave didn’t just eat a ship; it ate Odysseus’s crew too. Now Odysseus did warn them but, he did not try hard enough to actually stop his crew from eating the Sun God’s rams. Not only did he fall asleep but he didn’t try to help any of his shipmates when the ship went under. He didn’t display any bravery, loyalty, or any of the qualities of a hero. In my view point and the view point of his crew does not make him a hero. Twenty years Odysseus has been trying to get home and now he has finally arrived at Ithaca. His journey is finally over or so he thinks. Before he can rest easy he has to kill the evil suitors and become a hero in the minds of his faithful wife and son. Even if he left behind his shipmates and slept with anything that was pretty, while his wife was trying to keep people off her. Oh and don’t forget how he had to hang his maids for not being faithful to him when they thought he wasn’t coming back. Now does a person like that sound like a hero to you?

• okay so I had to write a prologue to a story i'm writing in english, does this sound good?

It was a dark and stormy night. There were three shadows in the distance, one of which a man with a wide variety of ideas stood. He was a man with a vivid imagination that nobody would bare listen to. Many people believed that he had no talent. The other men would often ridicule him because he had different beliefs than most people. He believed that there was an unknown world out there that he was just waiting to find to prove the others wrong, so he set off on a journey that could change his life forever…

• Voting Question: Feedback on my personal statement?

Prompt #1 (freshman applicants) Describe the world you come from — for example, your family, community or school — and tell us how your world has shaped your dreams and aspirations. Do I need to change the format or anything? I'm not applying for a UC, my gpa is just below the requirement, but the personal statement is for English class too -_- My world is a conflicting one. What I wanted and believed about the world is the exact opposite of what my family sees. They believe that education and money is the most important thing in the world. The hardships back in China caused them to be solely focused on my future instead of my emotional needs as a child. In my parents’ eyes, education was the most important thing in the world. They did not want me to be poor. They envision a future for me in which I was rich, with a big house and a high paying job. Their concern for my education overwhelmed me. My parents forgot that as a child, I needed encouragement and support instead of nagging and criticism about how I was doing at school. No matter if I get on a test, even as high as a 90, they would not congratulate me, instead they would criticized that I didn’t get a 100. Unknowingly, my parents made me feel worthless because they were never happy of what I achieve. I lost myself in their criticism about my grades and gave up in school. Eventually, I turned to focus what they never did for me, being supportive and a good person. My parent’s way of raising me forced me to realize that life is about so much more than money and education; it is about being a good person. My parents were good people, but they were also blinded by their past. As high school began, I matured a lot more mentally and instead of focusing on my parents pressuring me on grades, I focused on who I am. I went on a soul searching journey. Eventually, I learned to listen to my heart and learned never to give in to what others want because my life is my own, and it is the only one I have. In the Chinese culture, showing affection of love was not encouraged. Although I knew my parents cared about each other, they never showed it with hugs or kisses that was the normality if American culture. The closest thing to affection that I saw between my parents was hooking arms around each other. Over the years, my parents argued more and more. I came to the realization that this was because they did not feel close and to me, the problem was the lack of affection. I did not want my life to end up like theirs, full of work and worries without love. I didn’t want to lose the people I cared about because I didn’t show them my feelings. From the state of my parent’s marriage, I now strongly believe in showing affection for the people you care about, from hugs to doing little things for them. Although sometimes I am still tempted to follow my parent’s plan for my life, I have come to the realization that the most important thing is following your heart and treasuring the people around you. I have learned to appreciate my parent’s love and strictness but it has also made me realize that the worst thing to do is living someone else’s dreams for you instead of following what you want. The point that I'm trying to say is that how my parent's focus on my education and not my happiness as a person made me realize that school isn't everything and being kind and a good person is what is important to me.

• I'm thinking about changing my faith from Catholic to Wiccan.?

I'm thinking about converting from Catholic to Animism or Neo-Pegan. I looked up there both pretty much the same thing. There's one problem though. My ENTIRE family is Catholic. And everyone knows how some families are pretty strong when it comes to faith and trust me Catholic is just that with my family. But I can't believe that one man created life; it's too hard to believe for me anyways. I have a few questions: 1) Even if I'm confirmed at Catholic in the Catholic Church can I still be 'Wiccan' and die as a Wiccan and continue the life journey beyond that? 2) Why is Wiccan/Animism/Non-Pegan, etc. not as popular or well accepted as Christianity? 3) How does someone tell a family like mine that I'm not Catholic and I can't believe in the faith anymore? Please help me out!

• Can you please Edit or Rate my Assignment?

It was on the The Hobbit Book Synopsis and Bilbo Baggins transformation..: Name: Andre Stevens Teacher: Miss George Date Due: October 6th The hobbit is an award winning children’s novel written by J.R Tolkien, the book was published in 1937. The story is about an epic adventure with Bilbo Baggins, a hobbit that lives in the Shire alone and is not a very adventurous character. Some say people never change, but in this case it does. In the beginning of the story Bilbo is at his home having tea, then a great wizard known as Gandalf comes to visit him about an adventure but gets refused the first time. The next day Gandalf and thirteen dwarfs come back and Bilbo lets them in because he is a nice friendly host, and now he has agreed to be the thief in the group. The next day Bilbo wakes up and Thorin the leader of the group decides to send Bilbo on a task to make a fire, Bilbo finds three goblins eating around a fire and decides to try an pick pocket him and his companions get captured until they turned to stone from sunrise. The party sets camp in a cave at Rivendell but once again get captured by a group of goblins but Gandalf uses his magic to disappear and returns to kill the chief right before his friends death, as they escape Bilbo gets knocked out and wakes up alone in a cave with Gollum, a ugly, sneaky and small creature, Gollum proposes a game of riddles for Bilbo’s ring and Bilbo accepts because he was quite clever in solving riddles, he proves his courage and beats Gollum at his own game and reunites with his friends outside. The journey continues through a dark scary forest and they avoid wolfs and everyone but Bilbo gets captured from giant spiders, Bilbo returns to rescue his friends and kill the spiders, after this he showed the ring to them. At there stop at Esgaroth they are treated like royalty before battling Smaug the dragon, when they go up the mountain to fight Smaug the dragon wakes up and kills their ponies and the group hides in a narrow cave so they Smaug cant kill them, Smaug leaves to burn the villiage but is slayed by Barg. Bilbo heads back home with Gandalf and Beoron and he finds most of his stuff has been sold at auctions but was able to get most of life back to normal, and rests at his home living a peaceful simple hobbit life. In conclusion I think Bilbo’s Transformation was the biggest out of all characters in the story by proving just about anyone can be a heroic warrior.

• Voting Question: Call Center, husband&wife and other Jokes!!!!!!!?

Dad: People this is unacceptable. You have to limit the use of the phone. I do not use this phone, I use the one at the office. Mum: Same here, I hardly use this home telephone as I use my work telephone Son: Me too, I never use the home phone. I always use my company mobile Maid: So what is the problem? We all use our work telephones. ------------------------------------------------ After life !!!!!! A man checked into a hotel. There was a computer in his room. So he decided to send an E-MAIL to his accidentallyowever he accidently typed the wrong e-mail realizingnd without realising his error, he sent the message. Meanwhile, somewhere in mumbai a widow had just returned homefuneralher husband’s funrel. The widow decided to check her mail, expecting message from her relatives and friends.; After reading the first message she fainted. The widow’s son rushed into the room, found his mother on the floor, and saw the computer screen which read: To: My loving wife Subject: I’ve just reached Date: 13th oct 2006 I know you are surprised to hear from me. They have computers here now, and you are allowed to sent e-mails to your loved ones. I’ve just reached and have been checked in. I see that everything has been prepartomorrowur arrival tommorrow. Looking forward to seeing you. Hope your journey is as uneventful as mine was; ------------------------------------------ Japan Fast; India Very Very Fast!!!!!! There was a Japanese man who went to India for sightseeing. On the last day, he hired a cab and told the driver to drive to the Airport. During the journey, a Honda drove past the taxi. Thereupon, the man leaned out of the window excitedly and yelled, "Honda, very fast! Made in Japan ! ! ! . After a while, a Toyota sped past the taxi, again, the Japanese man leaned out of the window and yelled, "Toyota, very fast! Made in Japan!" And then a Mitsubishi sped past the taxi. For the third time, the Japanese leaned out of the window and yelled, "Mitsubishi, very fast! Made in Japan!" The driver was a little angry, but he kept quiet. And this went on for quite a number of cars. Finally, the taxi came to the airport. The fare was 8000 Rupees. !!!! The Japanese exclaimed, "What??... so expensive!" There upon, the driver yelled back, "Meter, Made in India VERY VERY FAST !!!!! -------------------------------------------- Who works for India! The population of India is 100 crores. 1,00,00,00,000 But 19 crores are retired. That leaves 81 crores do the work. 81,00,00,000 There are 25 crores in school, which leaves 56 crores to do the work. 56,00,00,000 Of this there are 22 crores employed by the Central Govt, leaving 34 crores to do the work. 34,00,00,000 4 crores are in the Armed Forces, which leaves 30 crores to do the work. 30,00,00,000 Take away from above total the 20 crores people work for State Governments (State Government employees officially do not work!) and that leaves 10 crores to do the work. 10,00,00,000 Total unemployed are 8 crores and that leaves 2 crores to do the work. 2,000,00,000 At any given time there are 1.2 crore people in hospitals, leaving 80 lakhs to do the work. 80,00,000 Now, according to Indian Statistical Institute, there are 79,99,998 people in prisons throughout the country. That leaves just 2 people to do the work....... 2 You and me!!! And currently YOU are sitting at your computer reading mails. So I am the only person in our country who is working! And that’s why India is surviving!!! Now, please log out and do your job because,for a change, I want to rest. And I don’t want India to suffer because of that. So, work and work is the alone way to success.isn’t it??!!!. ----------------------------------------------------- One day a young man and his wife were invited to visit an elderly couple for dinner. The elderly couple had been married for about 60 years, and seemed to love each other very much. The husband would always address his wife as honey, pumpkin, etc. When the two women disappeared to the kitchen the younger man asked the elderly man, "How do you manage to keep calling your wife honey and stuff after being married for so long?" The man blushed as he looked away for a moment, then turned back to the young man and relpied, "I forgot her name ten years ago." ---------------------------------------- beware of chatting online in office hour !! A Software Engineer used to spent time on chatting. Found a good female online for chatting, now he's feeling so good at least he got a good lady online. One day he's chatting with thy female - S.E. = Software Engineer S.E.: Hey........ (Good Morning).............. How's u doin today ? Female: VGM...... Day's going good and it got better having found u on chat. S.E.: Wow..... am honoured, u know what, my day starts only when ha okay,.shit the office joke is missing it shows up only 3 line from the last joke....sory i try to put it again...

• college essay help!!!!?

I am not a strong writer and need help making my essay better. Also i would like to put in my experience of the first time i saw snow in the essay. Please be honest it will only help me out. I numbered the paragraphs. 1. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. once said, “Faith is taking the first step even when you don't see the whole staircase.” As a young boy I did not completely grasp the sacrifice that my parents made for me in order to have a better life. What would it take for someone to give up everything they know; to risk never being with or seeing family or friends again? When I asked my parents how they were able to do this they responded with one word, “faith.” Faith was guiding them to a new foreign country they knew nothing about. With no promise of success they made the journey for that one chance to live the American dream. 2. In 1995 my family and I emigrated from Ecuador to the United States. My parents were in their last year of law school and had already established a way of life. They wanted to move to America in order to have better opportunities and to give their son a better life. The move was full of hardships, but with every obstacle we overcame I gained a better self awareness of the person I am today. 3. In the plane that would bring us to our new home was where my first obstacle presented itself. Communication is something most people take for granted in their everyday lives. But, on the plane that day I was not even able to tell the stewards what I wanted to drink or eat. Learning a new language proved to be a struggle. My parents depended on me to be able to translate since I was younger and could pick up a new language easier then they could. Day after day I pushed myself to learn as much as I could with out giving up until I had mastered the English language. It is this determination that has been instilled in me since I was a child that drives me to accomplish any feat that I may encounter in life. The hard work I put into learning the language also came from my parents. 4. From the first day we arrived my parents had to start working in order to feed the family. My dad worked at Dunkin Donuts in the morning, washed dishes in the afternoon at a small café, and at nights bussed tables at a restaurant. My mom also worked hard cleaning houses. After a couple of years, all their work finally paid of. My parents saved enough money to buy that small café where my dad started out washing dishes. Over the years I have seen the hard work of my parents open up opportunities that we thought would never be possible. Their work ethics are reflected in everything I do in life. 5. The work and sacrifices of my parents have truly changed my life. A memory that I will always have is returning to Ecuador for the first time nine years after I left. One of the first places my parents took me to visit was my old house. As I opened the door and looked around the incredibly small house I had an epiphany, I realized how far we had really come, how much our sacrifices and hard work had paid off. After seeing where I came from and what I have become, I now know that no dream is impossible to pursue. To most the American Dream is to become rich and famous. I am neither of the two, but still I feel like I have been able to attain it. To me having the possibility to become anything I want is the true American dream. The United States has given me the opportunity I need and my parents have provided me with the character I need to succeed.

• Voting Question: I'm going to be a solider soon poem?

I'm going to be a solider soon I hate this empty place in my dreams were soliders rule and angels sing. Where creatures take the evening night and all that's left is one small cry. It's fall I know, but change seems small. I feel as though it's time for me to go. I have done my duty to this ole' town now it's time to move around. I'm leaving on my journey to some place I love. This journey starts from a ring on the phone.The Sergent called and it's time to serve. So come sometime soon. I'll be on reserve. It's time to do something right in my life, to serve the country with all my life. I pray that god knows what's good for me, and hope that's he a watching me. So for as long as I shall live.The army has me tell end. This is a poem I wrote about an amazing moment when the army just called me this week and wants me to join. So I am.

• Voting Question: Please cehck my essay for grammar and errors..thank you very much!!?

WHY I LOVE BODY BUILDING Body Building has changed my life...I love this sport..3 years ago i fell in love with this great sport in the world i also think that body building is not a sport its a life style..its not definitely for everyone...you've got to have three D's to survive in this sport those are Desire,Dedication,Discipline and of course got to have a heart and some patience too....this is one of the hardest sport in the world it's not like tennis its not like playing basketball..anybody can go to the gym and train hard but all the really hard work is done in kitchen...this sport begins in kitchen...must have a strict diet..need to feed those muscles with protein carbs and some calories...to refill the atp in muscle cells..before i started bodybuilding i was so skinny and weak and not confident...now i feel like im the man...i know I've got the power..i know i have the heart and 3 D's i pay my dues everyday do you? everybody looks at me like I'm some kind of monster some say its disgusting some say i look perfect but i don't really care what people thinks at least im not out there doing wrong stuff I'm working out staying in shape staying strong feeling confident...there are a lot of haters for this sport...one time hen i was working out this guy came up to me and said if i did what you did i would be bigger than you...and this is coming from a guy who weighs 160 lbs with the coins in his pockets...like i said a lot of haters..The destination is the journey, the pleasure is the pain. We don't hit any home runs or score any touchdowns or three pointers. We battle our minds and bodies to achieve the impossible. We stand alone in the circle and lean on no one. We will be judged by our work over a period of years, not one single act. I will not fail. I will live in a warehouse of steel. I will not lie around waiting to win. More importantly I will fight for the small daily victories that will make me a champion. Will you?...This is what i was born to do.. that's right I ma body builder and will be as long as i breathe.

• Voting Question: how can i improve this?

************* Ms. Forrester English 9 Period 5 18 September 2008 Kira’s journey Both of Kira’s parents had died in Lois Lowry’s book “Gathering Blue”. This meant she was alone in the cruel world she lived in. Kira lived in a dystopian society which meant it was a futuristic place of misery and wretchedness. Kira was born with a twisted leg to make matters worse but she was a very talented weaver. She went through many journeys emotionally and physically. [Gathering Blue] As every new chapter unfolded Kira grew up with it. At the beginning of the book Kira was just a girl but by the end she had matured in to a young woman. Coming of age is a young person's transition from adolescence to adulthood. The age at which this transition takes place differs in society, as does the nature of the transition. In the past, and in some societies today, such a change is linked with the age of sexual maturity (mid-adolescence); in others, it is associated with an age of religious responsibility. In either case, many cultures retain ceremonies to confirm the coming of age, and significant benefits come with the change. The term coming of age is also used in reference to different media such as stories, songs, movies, etc. that have a young character or characters who, by the end of the story, have developed in some way, through the undertaking of responsibility, or by learning a lesson.[Wikipedia sentences 3-7] Saji 1 Kira’s world is governed by the ability to survive. Though they live in a community with a governing body of twelve elders (the Council of Guardians), it’s every man for himself fights, arguing, and abuse both verbal and physical to get what you want. And when both of her parents died this was the place she was going to have live in. When Kira was born she was supposed to be killed since she could be no use to the society because of her deformed leg which enabled her to walk. The council of guardians came to see take Kira away But Kira’s mother persisted she kept her and safeguarded her. Kira had a coming of age this occurred because of all she experienced in her young life. When her parents died and she had no one else left in the world she became her own family. She learned to overcome difficult circumstances despite her disability and what people thought of her. Her mom was right “pain makes you strong” how can i improve my essay my teacher only gave me a 15 out 20!! so can u help? thanx SHE ALSO SAID I CANNOT USE WIKIPEDIA

• What can i do to fix this?

jennifer gleba Ms. Forrester English 9 Period 5 18 September 2008 Kira’s journey Both of Kira’s parents had died in Lois Lowry’s book “Gathering Blue”. This meant she was alone in the cruel world she lived in. Kira lived in a dystopian society which meant it was a place of misery and wretchedness. Kira was born with a twisted leg to make matters worse but she was a very talented weaver. She went through many journeys emotionally and physically. As every new chapter unfolded kira grew up with it. At the beginning of the book Kira was just a girl but by the end she had matured in to a young woman. Coming of age is a young person's transition from adolescence to adulthood. The age at which this transition takes place differs in society, as does the nature of the transition. In the past, and in some societies today, such a change is linked with the age of sexual maturity (mid-adolescence); in others, it is associated with an age of religious responsibility. In either case, many cultures retain ceremonies to confirm the coming of age, and significant benefits come with the change. The term coming of age is also used in reference to different media such as stories, songs, movies, etc. that have a young character or characters who, by the end of the story, have developed in some way, through the undertaking of responsibility, or by learning a lesson.[Wikipedia sentences 3-7] Kira’s world is governed by the ability to survive. Though they live in a community with a governing body of twelve elders (the Council of Guardians), it’s every man for himself fights, arguing, and abuse both verbal and physical to get what you want. And when both of her parents died this was the place she was going to have live in. When Kira was born she was supposed to be killed since she could be no use to the society because of her deformed leg which enabled her to walk. The council of guardians came to see take Kira away But Kira’s mother persisted she kept her and safeguarded her. Kira had a coming of age this occurred because of all she experienced in her young life. When her parents died and she had no one else left in the world she became her own family. She learned to overcome difficult circumstances despite her disability and what people thought of her. Her mom was right “pain makes you strong”

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• Voting Question: You're too fat to wear that? Friend or foe?

within the last 2 years I gained a total of 75lbs. I have just recently began my weight loss journey and there is no turning back. I am changing my life for the better as we speak. But there is something that bothers me. Since the age of 15 I had a friend who was always in my shadow, people always criticized her dark complexion and called her ugly. I always told her she was beautiful and was nothing but a true friend..she always was a little jealous of me and always said things to try to put me down...not continually but spuractically.but when I gained weight and went through a very rough time with depression and unemployment, loss of a boyfriend to the streets, she started taking better care of herself and looking better, she even lost a few pounds..Through it all I still thought I was pretty even with the weight gain...One night we went out and all the guys were telling me how good I looked..I had on a somewhat fitting outfit but it wasnt sleazy looking or too small..im a size 16 girl! :-) I always dress that way though and the only thing that is usually a little revealing is my cleavage. I dont show my legs or back or anything..So a few days after hanging out she tells me that she has to talk to me...she tells me that I am too big to wear the things I wear since gaining weight, she also tells me its not a good look and that people will get the wrong impression. She went on too say that my bra's are too big for me cause my breasts are little, and basically put me down... she knows how much weight gain has me down, and I believe a true friend doesnt care if you wear a clown suit..if you're being yourself! as long as you're not harming yourself..My question is..Am i tripping? was she really looking out for me or just jealous because even after gaining 75lbs I still got more attention than her. She calls me everyday..sometimes 2-3 times a day with problems and I help her...then she says something so hurtful to me..im turning over a new lease on life and I cant deal with negativity,,,,,ALL THOUGHTS ON THE SITUATION WILL BE APPRECIATED! THANX IN ADVANCE

• Please critique this ballad I wrote I need lots of opinions!!!?

I have to write a ballad for my English course please tell me what you think of mine and what I need to correct or change… btw this one is a rough draft and I know it’s not perfect but any opinions and help will be greatly valued. Thanks in advace. There was once was once a man starting life’s journey His journey was taking him to a far off shore When he got there he was troubled because he only wanted more More of what he asked himself I have all I need, I have all I could ever want. This man spent years searching for more He traveled the world going door to door He wanted something but he didn’t know what More of what he asked himself I have all I need I have all I could ever want. He was quickly becoming an old man When he decided to slow his pace His search he decided would have to wait So he asked one more time, more of what, I have all I need and I have all I could ever want So after this break he continued in his old ways He searched harder then he ever could have dreamed And still he couldn’t see the more in life he’d been looking for More of what he asked himself I have all I need I have all I could ever want. He was soon an old man and he finally had to stop His journey had come to an end and yet he hadn’t found What he was so desperately looking for, his desire in life So for the last time he asked himself, more of what, I have all I need & I have all I could ever want. Then he looked up and saw two children playing and then holding hands He looked the other way and saw a wife with her child He looked across the field and saw a farmer teaching his son He looked to his side and saw a stranger who could become a friend Then he knew he had found the more in life, The thing he wanted and needed he finally understood it was too late to have.

• Voting Question: Please help! I need advice on my ballad for english!!!?

• What do you think of my ballad/poem? Please Help! I need lots of opinions!!!?

• Voting Question: Idea for a love story?

Megan Orbree, a young teenager who lives in the heart of the country with her mother, father and older sister. The parents are planning on taking their children to the city soon, when they can afford the money. Later on, Megan is curious to meet the mysterious, "bad influenced", Rubin Daley. Meghan discovers more about this boy's life, the abuse from his brothers, cruelty from his parents and the two become inseparable friends. The two friends decide to journey together, to the far off Sparfield, where freedom is promised. After their subdivision is burned to the ground, they escape. It's only a matter of time before the two are being tracked by strange officers and eventually, they'll discover whether or not their growing romance can survive in the real world. One girl will see the hidden beauty of one boy and will change him forever, for better or for worse. And Megan, secretly writes in a private diary, hoping to keep her thoughts secretly, but she isn't sure she can keep her growing romance for Rubin a secret forever. What they're truly searching for, is a family, freedom and love. Basically, it's a story for me to show teenage love CAN exist and that love is not always about whether someone is "hot" or "sexy." I am trying to prove true love does exist. No offence, but I don't like how Edward Cullen seems too perfect, this boy has his downfalls, and so does the girl, but they manage to put up with it. I'm still working on the outline but suggestions are greatly appreciated :) Thanks.

• Voting Question: I want to write a love story?

Please tell me what u think of this so far :) Meaghan Orbree, a young teenager who lives in the heart of the country with her mother, father and older sister. The parents are planning on taking their children to the city soon, when they can afford the money. Later on, Meaghan is curious to meet the mysterious, "bad influenced", Edmund Pritchard. Meghan discovers more about this boy's life, the abuse from his brothers, cruelty from his parents and the two become inseparable friends. The two friends decide to journey together, to the far off Sparfield, where freedom is promised. After their subdivision is burned to the ground, they escape. It's only a matter of time before the two are being tracked by strange officers and eventually, they'll discover whether or not their growing romance can survive in the real world. One girl will see the hidden beauty of one boy and will change him forever, for better or for worse. Basically, it's a story for me to show teenage love CAN exist and that love is not always about whether someone is "hot" or "sexy." I am trying to prove true love does exist.

• I NEED PICK SAD MORE OR HAPPY ENDING?

What is school a place for learning new thing or another journey into life,most people think school is just a place for education for a good education,Some people like school and......some dont but rely what do school is really so today im going to talk to u bout the journey,adventure through a new other world that some never every figure out what is going on but in every kid theirs a story to tell from the first time going to school in kindergarden every thing seem peaceful and u seem to think u could take on any harder challenge that school can throw at u and slowy over the year u make friends to help u through the journey but for some it dont work out good and a year past now the bully come along and pick on the one who have it bad already...u just stare and watch as the bully pick on the kid but rely why is it u never stood up and make it right for every one so year slowy past and the challenge u thought u could took on was harder than u thought and so u continue to make ur way through life as what u have it while other enjoy the year u never have and when u think it not going to get harder it does when the teaseing end the bully stop picking on u and move on to another kid what do u think that that rely wat it has to be and while the other kid have trouble on it trail u try to study to be sucessful through life when u get older but u try so hard working on those paper and ur pencil start to feel like its gonna melt ur hand start feeling sore but u keep on studying cause u thought u knew that not gonna be taken away from u but when ur parent has trouble and move away to relocate to as far as u will know u will never see them again and then u had to live with ur uncle and aunt u know it not ur falt its not the reason y life is beating u down but that ur doing it to ur self and pushing people away and just dont give up and keep going then month turn to year and so on the misery keep on going until u reach the thing u been waiting for 17 year college but u try every thing to get in a good college and u knew u had the intellegiance to proceed but still ther alway a barrier to not let u through and that they say u need more money u dont even bother to ask u knew u didnt have it and that all those terrible year u went to it dont work through and when ur uncle and aunt past u had no one left to continue to live u just have to go on but then u have lost ur willing to live...........................(OK THIS is where i need make a change for keeping for sad or happy life along?) PLEASE TELL ME WHAT TO DO?

• May a poem speak to going home again?

Yesterday, I decided to clear out some files. I found this piece hiding in a pile of papers – PAPERS (!). I have edited it slightly and added a new couplet. Alumni Weekend by Elaine Polin The streets of Philadelphia have not changed, Though I have been away these many years; My campus bustles, glows with new, young life And for this moment, I feel I’ve come home. Pat’s cheese steak hoagie is Proust’s madeleine, The bread as soft and fresh as yesterday, In narrow, cobbled streets, these market crowds Return me from a journey off the Earth. I watch the Schuylkill’s rowing crews compete, And I remember parties long ago When wine was drunk and we were drunk with love, And know, enfin, you can’t go home again. A child in Philly once longed for the stars, The New York woman now belongs to Mars. I don't do Brooklyn, but the Philadelphia accent also has its moments... This poem is not all that old--maybe four months.

• Can you read my college essay and tell me what you think?

I just finished writing my first draft of my college essay. I am a little weak in writing so i would appreciate any comments or criticisms. I numbered the paragraphs 1.“Faith is taking the first step even when you don't see the whole staircase.”- Martin Luther King Jr. As a young boy I did not completely grasp the sacrifice that my parents made for me in order to have a better life. What would it take for someone to give up everything they know; to risk never being with or seeing family or friends again? When I asked my parents how they were able to do this they responded with one word, “faith.” Faith was guiding them to a new foreign country they knew nothing about. With no promise of success they made the journey for that one chance to live the American dream. 2.In 1995 my family and I emigrated from Ecuador to the United States. My parents were in their last year of law school and had already established a way of life. They wanted to move to America in order to have better opportunities and to give their son a better life. The move was full of hardships, but with every obstacle we overcame I gained a better self awareness of the person I am today. 3.In the plane that would bring us to our new home was where my first obstacle presented itself. Communication is something most people take for granted in their everyday lives. But, on the plane that day I was not even able to tell the stewards what I wanted to drink or eat. Learning a new language proved to be a struggle. My parents depended on me to be able to translate since I was younger and could pick up a new language easier then they could. Day after day I pushed myself to learn as much as I could with out giving up until I had mastered the English language. It is this determination that has been installed in me since I was a child that drives me to accomplish any feat that I may encounter in life. The hard work I put into learning the language also came from my parents. 4.From the first day we arrived my parents had to start working in order to feed the family. My dad worked at Dunkin Donuts in the morning, washed dishes in the afternoon at a small café, and at nights busted tables at a restaurant. My mom also worked hard cleaning houses. After a couple of years, all their work finally paid of. My parents saved enough money to buy that small café where my dad started out washing dishes. Over the years I have seen the hard work of my parents open up opportunities that we thought would never be possible. Their work ethics are reflected in everything I do in life. 5.The work and sacrifices of my parents have truly changed my life. A memory that I will always have is returning to Ecuador for the first time nine years after I left. One of the first places my parents took me to visit was my old house. As I opened the door and looked around the incredibly small house I had an epiphany, I realized how far we had really come, how much our sacrifices and hard work had paid of. After seeing where I came from and what I have become, I now know that no dream is impossible to pursue. To most the American Dream is to become rich and famous. I am neither of the two, but still I feel like I have been able to attain it. To me having the possibility to become anything I want is the true American dream. The United States has given me the opportunity I need and my parents have provided me with the character I need to succeed. thank you for all the help. also i would like to somehow incorporate the first time i saw snow into the essay. any ideas? im applying to villanova scranton loyola rutgers and seton hall

• Essay help proof reading essay?

Any suggestion and grade you would give it! Thanks :-) Abolish and Acquire “Ultimately we know deeply that the other side of every fear is a freedom.” Marilyn Ferguson. Ferguson inspires the epic combat of fear and commendatory liberty. Fear amplifies with power. It results in unabridged supremacy and is the precedent to a corrupt dictatorship. Fear is beyond an emotion it is the wall between you and your incentive to thrive. Surrendering to this trepidation condemns generations to a lifetime of compliance. If the wall is abolished sovereignty is acquired. Fear is a society convinced ruthless behavior is human nature. Essentially, fear illustrates ignorance and submissiveness; therefore, creating a futile society of decaying morals. In Anthem, Ayn Rand’s commendable novel fear is expressed through a corrupt society where individualism is suppressed through lack of opportunity and personal freedoms. Therefore, apprehension is destructive and detrimental to a society. “For all must agree with all, and they cannot know if their thoughts are the thoughts of all, and so they fear to speak. And they are glad when the candles are blown for the night.” (Rand 42). Equality 7-2521 and his brothers do not communicate in fear of transgressing. In a collectivist society, communication is limited and individualism is isolated. The victims never exploit pride, lust, or vanity. Expression is never conveyed in fear of vulnerability. Because of this altruistic society, self-identity deteriorates and they forced to live behind masks. The masks conceal them from the outside world and forbid full potential. In summary, fear is ignorance and abstracts individualism and potential. Ray Bradbury’s imminent story “The Pedestrian”, fear is depicted through technological advances. He views a world where time is spent watching television and passively accepting what the media and society supports. Bradbury has uncertainties regarding technology and its rapid encroachment. In fact, “Change that is too rapid can be deeply divisive, If only an elite can keep up, the rest of us will grow increasingly mystified about how the world works” (Brand 1). Brand explains these rapid advances create an unstable environment and have impulsive effects on civilization. Consequently, this advancement endorses a significant decay in human values. Bradbury anticipates a society where daily behavior is scrutinized as not only suspicious but criminal. Fear is exhibited on a journey in the epic story “By the Waters of Babylon” by Steven Vincent Benet. Hunger and desire for knowledge conquers. By confronting his fears, John’s quest for knowledge challenged his weakness and made a life altering innovation. He addressed his fears and diminished them with cognizance and incitement. When a fear is defeated, opportunity and self-discovery arise. Once the barrier is destroyed, a sense of accomplishment is acquired. Many possess a fear of failures, however if you fear to fail you fear to live. Conquered fears give incentive and motivation to strive and power to achieve. In summary, when a fear is demolished a freedom is attained. In Conclusion, the product derived from fear is a vulnerable decaying society as a result of corrupt authority. Fear is the derivation of shattered dreams and masked identities. Fear has a tendency to create heroes if one has the heart and courage to confront and challenge it. The vicious emotion conceals and influences everyone, it pins you down against your will until you surrender to its diabolical ways. You can let fear destroy you, or you can take charge and administer your life.

• I've written something, a little opening paragraph. Will you tell me what you think please?

I say now to people who think 'urh why bother when we don't know anything else about it?' I say to you that the opening of a book can make a person buy the book and be super excited about reading it all the bus journey home or it can make a person think 'urgh that sounds so bad' and not buy the book. Here is the opening of the story. Does it grab you? Does it interest you enough to want to find out more? Thanks to QI, I now know that the universe is beige. Not black, but beige. I also know that it’s wild and unpredictable, and yet it’s in perfect balance. Everything is determined. Everything is meant to be. All that was, is and ever will be, has already happened, is happening at the moment, and will happen again. Until now. Something has gone wrong with the infallible system. One little insignificant moment has been changed. And yet it changes everything. A life ended too early, and another not yet lived. This is the story of two people, who are the same person, and they must choose, which life one of them wants to live. They will both die together, and only one will survive to not tell it. This is this story, told through the eyes of that one person and those two people. This important moment of every single moment in time and space, will never happen again. Let’s begin. Now tell me what u thiiiiiink.... Oh and I do have the plot for this. It IS going somewhere very special no matter how retarded the opening sounds.

• How does one keep positive and optimistic when going thru a very difficult and uncertain period? Any advice?

Going thru the most difficult phase of my life -- full of challenge and uncertainty -- completely alone. On a journey that if successful can bring great change to the world and help so many people and yet if it fails could bury my spirits even more. Can anyone send any words of encouragement to a good samaritan?

• Do you think this paragraph is good?and tell me some parts I should change.?

should suicide be illegal? Suicide should be illegal. Because it’s a heinous crime in most of the countries. Police investigation is very difficult and emotionally painful to the family members and friends. They ask questions to the people about causes of suicide which leaves long lasting impression on peoples mind. Lack of confidence, emotional feelings, and psychological weakness occasionally leads people to commit suicide. This must be discussed to prevent loss of life. Every problem in the world can be solved by discussion. People who commit suicide are considered to be cowards and failure to face the challenges in the journey of life

• Voting Question: will my ex boyfriend and I get back together?

My ex boyfriend had a family emergency and now has to move back home to Connecticut to help his family. He has been through alot emotional, mentally, and physically trying to help his family cope with everything that is going on. He has been the glue that binds his family together..emotionally..and financially..and this is why he has been getting the most pressure to deal with the whole situation. While during this time that he had to go back, I have waited patiently and tried to understand what he was going through. He broke up with me during this time that he went to go deal with his family.. and now he is coming back home ..well our apartment in California to get all his things so he can move out and head back to his parents home. He said that he wanted to be independent because right now, he couldn't deal with being in a relationship because of all the stress that he has and will still continue to deal with. He said he didn't want to be in a relationship and just wanted only friendship. I understand that he had a life changing experience so now he is on a journey of finding himself. He says that I was the perfect girlfriend and he couldn't ask for anything more. He said that he was so impressed with the way I have not given him grief about having to leave, but how I was supportive and understanding despite when he would be cruel to me. I know he never meant to be mean to me during this whole time.. but he did so because he is frustrated and stressed. He said that if he was every looking for a relationship, it would be with me. We had a really great relationship and we were planning our future together..law school for me..medical school for him.. marriage..kids. We hardly ever fought and if we did, it was over small little things. We were honestly happy together and we were each others best friend. All I want to know is if it is likely that we will get back together in the future after he is better able to deal with everything that is going on..and when things start settling into place. He says that reflecting on our relationship, he has no regrets and has only good things to say about me. I want to continue to be his friend..and i still want him in my life. Will it show him that I am that committed to him and thats how much I care..and will he want to get back with me in the future? Well he also said that he really wants to be my friend, and he loves talking to me and I am still his best friend. He still wants me to be a part of his life. He says he still loves me and still cares about me.

• Is it missing mom and dad, or missing my childhood that's hurting me right now?

Hey everyone, I am having a tough time adjusting to what my future may be. I'm afraid that I'll have to move far away for my job and I'm not prepared to do that. My comfort zone is about 4-5 hours from family. I'm at college right now and I'm not homesick, but I'm an hour and a half away. I just think back on the times when my dad would watch SciFi with me as a kid and scare me, or when I was a teenager and I'd go shopping with Mom. Those simple days were the best days of my life, and being an adult is very stressful and lonely journey, the amount I've experienced of it anyway. Am I hurt over losing my mom and dad in a way, or hurting because my childhood is over and I'll never get the feeling of being secure like that back? I noticed the relationship with my mom has changed completely into an adult relationship, but my dad still has that essence of treating me like a kid (in a good way) and being extra loving. I want to do so many things, work researching the sea in Hawaii, but that's thousands of miles away and my emotions won't let me. I remember reading some literature about the stages of life- like they described your twenties, thirties, forties, and so on- does anyone know what it's called? I have a feeling that may help, knowing it's normal and that many go through it. Can someone help me out? How do I get over this feeling? Thanks!

• Why have some Evangelicals been told by their pastors that Constantine "invented" the Catholic Church?

St. Ignatius of Antioch, apostolic Father and bishop. He was a disciple of St. John, along with St. Polycarp. Theodoret, the Church historian says he was consecrated bishop by St. Peter, who was at first bishop of Antioch before going to Rome. Ignatius was martyred in Rome under Emperor Trajan's rule. It was during the journey to Rome that he wrote his famous letters that contain invaluble information about the early Church. He was the first to use the term "Catholic" to describe the Church. We must remember that Constantine did not actually become a Christian until he was an old man on his death bed. That was when he was baptised and professed that Jesus is Lord. During his life he did not surrender to Christ. He simply changed the law so that is was no longer illegal to be Christian. Which was quite prudent of him given that Christianity was steadily groaning and might have turned into an ugly rebellion against him. The situation of the early Church in Rome was not unlike modern day China. Christians were being thrown to the lions, torn limb from limb. They were under great persecution. This was inhibiting Jesus' command to proclaim the Good News from the housetops. Therefore whatever you have said in the dark will be heard in the light, and what you have whispered behind closed doors will be proclaimed from the housetops. I tell you my friends, do not fear those who kill the body and after that can do nothing more. (Lk 12:3-4) This Scripture passage was not only a command, it was a prophesy of things to come, and it did not come to pass until Constantine made Christianity "legal." It's pretty hard to proclaim the Good News from a housetop if someone comes along and arrests you and kills you when you preach! It is clear that the persecution of Christians in the Roman empire was not what Jesus wanted and that it had to change. Constantine was the fulfillment of prophecy (Lk 12:3-4). After the crucifixion, the apostles passed to the Early Church Fathers, the Faith. Later Emperors and Monarchs accepted the Creed; their subjects followed. That's how it started. ...By around 120 [AD], key features of Christianity had taken shape-an organized priesthood... (pg 349, The Romans From Village to Empire, Oxford University Press) Constantine did not invent Catholicism, he simply recognized it and let people legally be Christian. Christians were having "Catholic" Masses long before this "legalization" of Christianity. Three hundred years before Constantine, Christians believed in the real presence of Jesus in the Eucharist, honoured Mary, had elaborate ceremonies, believed in Purgatory, respected the Church hierarchy, baptized babies, recognized Peter as the Rock, built the Church upon him with successors and followed a rich tradition of Christianity. That was the Christianity of the early days of Christianity and that is the Catholic Church of today. Catholic means "universal." A timeline of the Catholic Church from 1-500 A.D. is here. Constantine's legalization of Christianity ended the public and state oppression of Christianity that forced people to gather in homes. Church buildings began in the latter half of the second century during lulls in persecution, long before Constantine. They became widespread after the Enactment of Milan in 313 AD when it finally became possible for the Church to emerge completely from the underground. Constantine did not invent the Church any more than a modern day leader who would legalize Christian practices in China would invent Christianity.

• Are these the heroic truths about Obama?

Every now and then, Obama opens his eyes and the world springs into existence. When a tree falls in the forest, Obama hears it. Obama can clap with one hand. Prometheus was punished for plagiarizing Obama. Obama can make a journey of a thousand miles without a single step. Socks worn by Obama are used for climbing walls in Spiderman movies. Hillary Clinton dropped out of the race when she learned Obama's true name. "Obama" is the very first word in the English language to be a verb, adjective, noun, pronoun, adverb, interjection, superlative and pronad. (Pronad is a new category made specifically for the word "Obama" so its power can be fully realized). When Obama squints dreamily into the distance, he can see next week's lottery winning numbers. But he never plays because that would mean poverty of ambition. Obama can calculate your guilt just by looking at the numbers in your checkbook. A microphone into which Obama has spoken, heals asbestos-related disorders and colorectal cancer by direct application. Every time Obama talks about change, a baby diaper becomes clean and a homeless person's cup fills up with nickels. Every time Obama talks about "hope," coma patients regain consciousness and chant "We are the ones we've been waiting for." Obama's famous stare once converted 15 Islamic fundamentalists into secular progressives, all of whom are currently employed by Countrywide Home Loans. Obama is 50% typical White person. Obama's real mother was young John Kerry who reproduces asexually when coming into contact with foreign Marxists. Obama often says "uh" in his speeches in order to irritate Bill O'Rilley who hangs onto his every word. Obama always overpays his taxes because he believes that the government will find a better use for his money than he ever could. When Obama rids the world of nuclear weapons, the red button in his office will control the thermostats in American homes. Obama brings change to the world every time he closes his eyes and imagines that Twin Towers never existed. After a hearty meal Obama has been known to send off a tiny ripple of hope. This tiny ripple of hope in Chicago can cause change throughout the world. When Obama relaxes at home with his family he switches to a British accent. Obama's wife is a Klingon. Obama's children are named Child 1 and Child 2 respectively. Our universe is held together by the force of Michelle Obama's benevolent willpower, but her patience is running thin. Michelle Obama has saved humanity from destruction many times and is slightly annoyed that we haven't returned the favor. Monica Lewinsky owns "I Barack for Obama" bumper sticker. Everything Obama touches begins to vote Democrat. More dead people voted for Obama than for any other Democrat candidate in the history of Chicago politics. The tingle that crawled up Chris Matthews' leg has taken control of his brain and is reporting a full preparedness to take over the world. Obama can make things disappear just like David Copperfield can, but he hates taking things away from the community. US Mail Service published Obama's resume on a new first class stamp. In the movies, Obama's part is played by Robert Redford. Obama can inflate a hot air balloon in one blow. He does it for the children. Obama used to spell his name as Ubama but changed it to avoid confusion with Usama bin Laden. When Obama fixes his gaze on the clouds, he is reading his next great line from the big teleprompter in the sky, which is unseen to ordinary humans. One time the Republicans paid a voodoo priest to reprogram the teleprompter, and then Obama delivered the speech by Massachusetts Gov. Deval Patrick instead of his own. But courageous journalist Bob Woodward uncovered the plot, forcing the Republicans to resign. As a result, Obama became even more popular with the downtrodden who didn't know that it was Gov. Patrick's speech. Obama wrote "Stairway to Heaven" and many other songs popular among the downtrodden. Obama's love for the downtrodden heats up the planet's atmosphere by 5.8 degrees Fahrenheit, while his loathing of George W. Bush cools it down by the same amount. That's why the scientists have been unable to detect any significant variations in average global temperatures. The main point of Al Gore's book "Earth in the Balance" is that a disastrous climate change can be averted if we all help keep Obama emotionally balanced. Obama visited Benjamin Franklin in a dream and told him how to live his life serving the community, but all that Franklin could remember was, how to fly a kite. Scientists discovered that a constant repetition of the words "hope" and "change" increases the size of penis in male patients by up to three inches. Any sentence containing the name "Obama" and ending in a question mark has been determined to be racist. The only exceptions are rhetorical sentences such as "Is there any way that Obama could be

• holiday romance or real love?

This summer i spent two months living in a commune on a spirituality retreat type thing. As a recovering addict this was life-changing for me. Along this journey of personal development I got close to one guy. In the last week we started making out, and slept together on the last night. Difficult to get across how DIFFERENT we are, he is a few years younger, a former child genius and was a virgin. I am a college drop-out turned career receptionist, plus I’m in London and He’s in USA. I’ve been back for a month now, and we are skyping and emailing a lot which is great. We don’t say I love you but it’s all pretty affectionate. Freinds ask me if we are together and though we haven’t really talked about it, I would be happy to wait a year if necessary till I next see him, I'm being faithful to him. As someone who ALWAYS cheats on partners this is total turnaround. What is my question? I guess, should we discuss the possibility of an ‘us’? Am I attracted to him just because of the distance and also the fact that he’s an innocent? I’m happy to just see how it rolls, but when do I suggest a visit to him, or him to me? Are we just friends?! Thanks for any light you can shed on this one!

• good or lousy graduation speech?(i didnt write it)?

"Today is a great day for me, why do you ask? because this is the day I have been waiting 16 months for. Today is the day I will take the next journey in life. Many people, when they graduate highschool, let themselves fly off unto the next greatest adventure in life. But my path was a little bit different. I spent 16 months in confinement before I spread my wings in college. You know, when you spend 16 months away from my friends, family and beautiful girls, but endured the torment of the smell of Cigarette smoke, rednecks, trouble makers, ghetto kids, and little to no excitement. But this experience taught me how to appreciate the great things you have, and not expect pure perfection. Ive learned over 16 months, that if I can endure limited time off, unnattractive girls, time in the ghetto, and other terrors reminds me that the Good Lord has a reason for letting things happen to us. I remember a good friend of mine told me that the last day of school is always bitter sweet, but I have been most blessed to say this last day of school is sweet. I remember the day of the class of 2008 graduation baccaleaureate, where I remember visiting my old school, and remembering the pleasures I got out of being around my friends, and my true home. And as I recall, everytime I knew going back to school after a long break was coming, all I could think about was the post graduation trip I am taking over to Disney World. Thinking about how I was going to leave my prison to the blisses of disney world, All inclusive meals, seeing all my favorite Disney characters, hott princesses. Rides, animals, food, I longed to return to the place of magic and adventure, before I spread my wings into the school like atmosphere of football games, parties, hott girls, spring break, and the added appreciation my education here gave me of the life that meant so much to me. Another point I would like to ponder was one night during my vacation, I was thinking about what my time here was going to do to me. But I came up with the conclusion that 16 months is not going to change what 19 years created of me. As I figured out, I am a very strong person who can handle sixteen months. though my mentality hasnt been very upbeat, I hold strong to the hope that I will be the old person I was months ago.

• I used to have a huge crush on this guy ..after 1 year I gained courage to talk to him?

I started talking to him through a social networking site as a stranger..he initially started talking to me as a stranger then we exchanged photos and later phone number..it went on for a month..innumerable sms and calls from his phone always kept me busy and dreaming..He was my dream guy and I just couldnt beleive that I was talking to him and this guy is dying to meet me..finally we've decided to meet after too much of hesitation from my side and requests from his side..I've decided to go meet him (he lives in another city-overnight journey)..until I met him things were flying up high..then we met went out to do some household shopping for him(he lives alone)..He bought the fridge that I've selected and then we went out for lunch and then went out for shopping..he gifted me a nice skirt ..and in the night we went out for dinner and he said he is interested in me and asked me if I want to be in a relation with him..I said yes..and things went on ok..things got a lil heated up..next day he is a completely changed man--he talks like no strings attached and says that he is a casanova and doesnt beleive in love marriage and will get married to whoever his mom finds...then he was very keen about bidding me farewell..he didnt even care to drop me till the station saying that he has to go to another city on business purpose...after that he stopped answering my calls and sms..but I'm emotionally so broken..I cant take this..I just feel like he used me and left me..his memories are still alive in my heart and I still miss him...I wanna take revenge on him but again I feel like letting it go..but I cant..Sorry for the long history..plz help! it's close to 3 weeks that this happened.. Thanks for the response--I just dont wanna keep the skirt he gave me and the money he spent on me dinner,etc.,Wanna throw them back on his face..rather than throwing them in the gutter..if I give the gifts back to him..will it make any diff to him?

• Would you take a major risk on some thing that's worthed for life? ?

A risk that you will have pay heavily later in life but the journey and the experience you'll get in short period of time would be life changing and an everlasting memory. What'll you choose to do? Play safe or go with your heart knowing the consequences.

• what does one do when their past comes back to haunt them...?

One would call it the perfect relationship. From the first moment we met, or first kiss, the never ending butterflies, to the crushing break up, nights and nights of tears.... Of course a prefect relationship would never end...but this one was an exception. We thought we were perfect for each other...the parents...not so much...But i didnt care...i loved him...he was my first true love...i loved him much that i lost IT to him...then everything went sour...he wanted us to take it slow and he didnt know if he wanted to be in a relationship because he was going to medical school..."i dont want you to change your life for me"...that was his excuse for us to break up...so we did...and there i was...broken, shattered, thought i could never love again...i had not only given my heart to him, but my soul, and every inch of my body..that had never been touched by another being...not a night went by without me crying myself to sleep...love no longer had a beautiful meaning to me...as fas as i was concerned that was it for me... eventually with time though, i slowly regained my faith...became a stronger person, more independant...i was me again...a better me... now, 3 years later...im in love with the most amazing man in the world...or in my world at least...i am first in his life...then himself...he would give not only the world...but the universe for me...he's my best friend...and i still get the butterflies even after two years of dating. i wear his ring on my left hand, a journey diamond ring. all of my friend envy me for having this incredible love in my life. except now, mr. past has come back to haunt me. he want a second chance...professed his undying love for me. cried and begged....said that if i took him back, he would marry me immediately and that he was sure this time that i am the one for him.... so here i am...stuck in the middle of two different world...with one i feel like one person, with the other i feel like a whole different person...which makes it that much harder for me...i cant decide if it's god's test for my current relationship...to test my strength and love...they say you never forget your first love...does the saying still hold true when you've found THE ONE? is it normal for me to be feeling this way... i need a strangers advice...perhaps someone has gone through what im going through now...i love my boyfriend-soon to be fiance-husband....but why am i thinking about my past? could it be that i just like the feeling of being wanted by the man who once didn't want me? someone please help me... what does one do when the past comes way to fast at them...and the future is taking forever to propose!?!?

• im starting or at least trying to book here is the opening chapter what does everyone think.?

Good will Bigfoot hunting "hello my name is luke, i live in a quiet little town in the shadow of Mt. Washington, I work as a biologist but so far I have put my knowledge towards cryptozoology" As luke sighed "and ohhh what a mistake". 3 Days later. Luke was sitting outside his house on his front porch looking at the birds feeding and fighting over the food, the dogs were barking, kids were riding their bikes, and skate boards. As always the neighbors were fighting attracting alot of attention as always. The mail man was coming down the road as always 11:15 A.M. As always. I sat and waited for my next study grant from the university. For along time I have been working on my Bigfoot study. As the mail man approached I pulled up out of the chair on the front porch and walked down my cracked and uneven side walk. I approched the mail man " hi luke hows the world treating you" the mail man rodney said. "well you know the usuall" I said reluctantly " ohh problems with the wife again" He said with a smile on his face " wow you must be a pyschic" I said laughing " yeah it happens well i gotta run 85 more houses to run, bye" he said putting his truck into gear and driving off with haste for the time i have taken from his busy schedule. I was walking up the side walk moving through and i saw that the universtiy had sent the check at least i hope. I opened the letter before entering my house. " Mr. jaminson we are sorry to inform you that the university is making some budgett changes we are sorry to say that we are removing four-thousand from your fund leaving you with two-hundred dollars please inform us of any development in your studies, Good day" "WHAT THOSE THOSE, OHHH, WHY, HOW COULD THEY OF DONE THIS" I said as the neighbors looked at me throwing my mail and kicking that stupid looking yard knome. "o.k. you know what this is worthless this people cant even think up a good excuse" I said as my face was blood red.. I walked in and i looked around and my wife had two suit cases in her hand "umm honey what are you doing" i asked with a blank look on my face. "im leaving you" she said with an evil looking smirk on her face "why i thought we were doing good" i said "hahaha yeah right its nothing you think that your the best going to discover the missing link why were sitting with no cable, no water, barely any electricity im tired of sleeping on the floor" She said "but im about to crack it open big really big" i said just about to cry " oh yeah like i havent heard that one before" she said As she bolted out the door leaving me not even enoguh time to say something. I went into the kitchen my face red from the anger over the university not funding me anymore or at least barely funding me and my wife leaving me huh what a great day so far. 6 hours later Earlier I was reading the paper one of my few joys in life an add posted for talented, beautiful, and large men wanted. So i thought that the posistion called for a tall man that had some extre padding that had some experience. It said to come to the "long dong theatre" huh never heard of that one must be a new theatre that serves foot long hot dogs. I showed up at the theatre on the display it had two men with cowboy hats on and in the middle it said XXX huh i thought that movie was really old "oh well must be doing some sort of ceremony for it" So i walked in and i seen many different women looking at me. {not part of the story} SO im writing a story on the journey of a man wanting to find and capture bigfoot now im going to post the rest but i do need to know if anyone thinks this looks ok from where im going because im not going to release it all until i get some oppinions so anyone think its good so far please tell me?

• I m the ash,the ash remains poem,,,,tell me what do you think ?

This life is a journey No end ends it ever. How ever I roam places No matter how many faces I m there still Silent Feeling hurt Missing people I like Missing places I felt belong to To remain still Belonging to no one but air Isn’t that how I lived my life Since I was small Never found my roots I wish I can find a happy end Like stories I used to read Like fairy tales and Disney Like everything but the truth I know I sound childish But I look tougher then I m I m not tough, I m so fragile Inside me there are many fears Till when I m going to be that sensitive my blood vains are dry and my tears re gone I struggle ,everyday for me is a new wish And lost hope If I run till I die I wont find you gain I kept thinking about you Till I figured the pain If I just can understand How people change How I always Remain I m the ash The ash remains

• how do you like my grandsons speech from tech school?

• Has anyone watched the movie "Borders" what did you think? Is there a link for trailors of the movie online?

It tells a true story. It's not Hollywood fiction with a happy ending. "Border" is a raw firsthand video record of one man's journey to our borders and the unspeakable horrors that he found. : Those were the words that started the life-changing journey for Southern California resident Chris Burgard. Tired of hearing his complaints about the immigration crisis, Chris's wife challenged him to take action. He did, and the result of his year-long journey is "Border". Here you'll discover the true level of lawlessness at our borders-- the rape trees, and the death. You'll experience the frustration being felt by ranchers, farmers and citizens who are desperately trying to hang on to their land being overrun by vicious gangs and drug smugglers. And most shocking of all, you'll witness drug mules being escorted across the border into the U.S. by Mexican military! Thanks

• Voting Question: I think i am having a nervous breakdown, I am uninsured and don't know what to do?

I have always been labeled "strong". Too much credit apparently b/c I am freaking out. The past 12 mos have brought too many changes and a lot of negative outcome. My live in b/f and I took a buyout from our jobs. With both of our checks we could pick up and move to a new city. We both had wanted to for a couple years..we were excited.. his mother, who was his only true family was then diagnosed w/ Cancer and instead of starting our adventure we chose to take care of her as she was terminal. He had a strained relationship w/ her and I acted as their liason (foolish in hindsight)..We put our everything into living, just living..spending time, etc. Him and I both gave up our opportunity as it cost us a fortune to stay in our place w/o the jobs. We worked w/ hospice counseling, did everything to "transition" as caretakers and deal w/ grief. When she died we were going to use the inheritance (a fraction of what we started with) to continue on our journey out west. Well...it hit the fan. She passed, an uncle immediately laid claim..court, etc..I did all the work (as always) and the judge awarded him the estate. FF 2 weeks and all is vy fresh..a friend of his starts "getting him out" which I was so thankful for..he had become vy clingy and wouldn't hardly go anywhere, barely the store. Next thing I know, this "friend" claims I am using him for money and my b/f and I got into a huge argument over how he handled it. 5 mos later..Ex B/F is BROKE, i am BROKE. He was missing for a month and a half, partied like crazy...really. Went to rehab. We now are on speaking terms but he is living (for free) w/ an old couple that feels sorry for him and knew the original "friend' that started our fight. He drinks Whiskey daily..didn't drink before. So his probs are not over even though he ran away from his life.. the people housing him have only known him since the break up. They didn't know the full story. Now, he is confused. I am still in shock. We are intimate, and then don't talk for a day or two..so neither of us has really moved on. They are hounding him for money...when he had it he was buying them expensive dinners, electronics, etc. He spent the $$ on everyone but me. Didn't pay off bills, buy anything worthwhile..I am 8 days late on the rent and I really don't see how I can keep this up on my own. To top it off, my 13 year old Lab (my saving grace) had to be put down..my heart is broken in pieces, I am surrounded by our memories, can't sleep or function right at all..I really don't think I am able to live here anymore, yet, I can't leave due to the $ until they throw me out. No, I have no family to turn to either..they are living, but living their own lives. He was my "family", or so I thought. Should I get admitted somewhere???? I mean, it's been months, I should despise him right? He betrayed me more than anyone ever has..and I may go homeless for my choice to help him with his Mom...that's awful!!! I feel like getting in the car, leaving it all behind (just like he did!) and go live with my best friend in Phoenix, start over.. I am scared of the future and feel so stupid and hurt! I am still dwelling on the fact that we were sooooo close, so in love. I thought there was a bond nothing could break..yet a few trips out w/ the boys and he was outta there! He went to the grocery the day b4 he left, plans in motion to move..he STILL has belongings here in this shell of a home we had created. He knows I am upset, says sorry sorry sorry, I asked him to just let me go..closure, he won't. He always treated me great until that day..now him and the enablers are living in a perfect little family unit, complete w/ new full grown adult baby! This is truly mind blowing to me.. They are nice, too nice. And buy him Jack Daniels to sooth the pain.

• Voting Question: First Essay in a long time, will you proof read!?

Title: A Child's Separation I have came a long way in this life. When I was younger my parents got a divorce. I took their divorce very hard and acted out a lot as a result. I would bully others and I did not care about the consequences. At school I would pick on others, put them down, and sometimes it would escalate into a fight. At home I was detached from everyone and would bully my younger sister. As a result I would get grounded or items would be taken away. It was for a short period of time because my mother was not consistent. My mother worked two jobs and was never home. I had to raise myself and that was hard. I did these things because inside I was craving attention. I was lonely and sad and bullying others made me feel good. I knew it was wrong but at the time I did not care. I continued to bully until I was fourteen. That is when my outlook on life completely changed for the better. I met my boyfriend who is now my husband, he taught me to love myself and others. It has been a long journey but because I went through it, I can now talk to others about divorce and give hope to them. Essay must be about: Did you ever do something dangerous or foolhardy? What happened, and why did you do it? Specifically, what aspects of your thinking caused you to ignore the potential consequences and willingly put yourself into harm's way.

• Excerpt from my novel-in-progress please read?

“No.” It wasn’t a statement, it was a command to stay away. There was no chance I would leave this to himself. “James,” I began, more determination in my voice then before, “You need me.” “I wouldn’t be able to stand it if you got hurt,” he looked away, real pain in his eyes. Guilt overwhelmed me as I thought of the last time I had not listened to his warning. “I won’t get hurt this time,” I promised him. I wasn’t sure if it was mostly for him or for myself. “I won’t let you put yourself in danger like this, what would happen if I lost you? Eva, I can’t live with that.” Emotion choked his voice, and I felt the prickling of tears burn in my eyes. Over in the distance there was a far away shore of glistening white sand and water that was so pure that you could not tell where the sky met the horizon, and the crystal waves would crashed against the rocks, scattering pretty white shells all around. The clouds would move over it all, watching from its high post over all of the lands. Gulls and sea-birds would scavenge for food while the crabs hid in their armour, ready for the attack, claws snapping at the beaks as they nosed their ways in. The sheer blue would turn from light to brilliant colors of many shades of pink and golds, casting a warm yellow glow across the fields of wheat and grass. Stars would peak from behind the curtain of day and step into the stage of night, the stars pin points of light in the darkness. All of this would happen in time, even with me gone. Even if I left this world, time would move on, and so would its people as it fell prey to that very same time, and life would go on as it should. It would not if I lost him. “All that matters,” I breathed, slowly winding my arms around his perfect body and into the warm fingers that instantly curled around mine. My gaze enveloped itself in his perfect sky blue eyes as he stared back at me, the same sense of concern that must have reflected in mine. “Is that I love you.” We gripped eachother and held the other close in a rough moment, and as his hands entertwined in my hair, his lips brushed against the top of my head, barely whispering loud enough to hear. “As I you, my love.” It felt like the last time we would embrace like this, and with sorrowful tears running down our cheeks, we prepared to face what would be our biggest challenge yet. Leaving the other to die, while at the same time fighting for both of our lives. All we could do was wonder how the fates would play out. (Thats like, a thing that would be an "inside peak" like when you look on the back of the book or on a page inside the cover or something.) Its not much of a thing to read, most people like, give fifty paragraphs for people to critic, but this little excerpt just about sums up what all of my writing appears to be. Obviously, there are different levels. Normally I wouldn't intro a detail every time someone said something in a typical conversation. heres a summary...(fyi, the story isn't based on earth) Eva was a typical young adult growing up with her father in the desolate forests of Xscalia, but that all changes when mysterious robbers appear in the night and rip apart all that she knows and loves. Accidently stowing away on a Lorasion-bound ship heading back from Xscalia to her real home planet, the prince discovers her hiding in the far corner of the ship. This is the beginning of their story. Prince James Carlisle of Lorasia and Eva Rosalia embark on a mysterious journey full of magic, friendship, and trust. In the end, she may even find love where she leasts expects it. But there is a traitor hiding in the darkness. He knows, he watches, he's waiting for his moment. Will Eva find the strength to save the Prince? Or will he fall prey to the one person he would expect? uh, yeah. anyways, please rate or critic my idea on the story, if I should maybe follow through with it or just have it as a story-out-of-hobby thing. im seventy pages in out of 170, should i continue?

• How did the events on 9/11 effect you?

With it being close to seven years since that dark day, how did that day change your life? I didn't know anyone who was lost but I know for me, the world changed forever. Nothing felt the same. It began my personal journey to question all religion and ultimately lead me to atheism. Which leads me to wonder, how did that day effect you?

• Are these poems good?

i write poems and love writing. Im going to tell you guys 3. If you like the first one you can put 1. if you like the second one put 2. if you like the 3 one but 3. if you dont want to read them all and you only read the first one please just tell me if it is good cause i want to here other people's opinons on my work! 1.i see him in school with that girl who makes me think i want to hurl even tho i know he's mine she's nothing that can compare to fine so he calls me and we talk about how she took my place then i start talking about her ugly face then he calls me and apoligizes for fighting i said what changed your mind he said i love you then i relized i love him, o yes i do he's for me, and not for you and if a chance you take my place,ill take my fist and smash your face 2.there are 4 seasons but more than 4 reasons Spring,Summer,Winter,Fall but in everyone we have a ball in fall we run in all those leaves and feel that huge big old breeze in winter we see that glistening glow and never knew it would be the snow in summer you go in the pool just trying so hard just to stay cool in spring you fling the soccer ball by and hope that thing will just fly even tho there are just 4 seasons there are more than just 4 reasons 3.life is like a race track it goes by so fast,when you want it to last, when your having that blast you have so much fun, on that long journey run some people think its a con, others still want it to go on when you take those big flops, and everything stops nothing runs again! Thanks for reading!

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