My Best Day Ever

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    Induction Narrative

    February 11, 2014 was the day I was due to have my first child. Every day I went to appointments to see my gynecologist to check my body’s progress and my daughter’s heartbeat. After my due date pasted Dr. Lowden told me I needed to be induced. We scheduled an induction for the eighteenth of February. Suffering from a bleeding disorder made me mortified of having an induction because the risk of an emergency caesarian section increased. Pacing the rooms of my house alone my mother arrived to take me

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    Trigger Finger

    Credit English September 9, 2013 Life’s Unexpected Changes Moving away from all of your best friends can be a real tragedy in a sixteen-year-old teenagers life.   It's hard to get up and go thousand miles away from everyone you know and everything you grew up around.   I had this happen to me not once, but twice. Moving from Houston to Orlando then to Waco was the largest change I have ever had to adjust to in my life.   It wasn't the changes around me that I was bothered by; it was that I did not

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    Hidden Truth

    Guardian (SJ) Temperament),” by nature. That same test then found my personality to be that of the protector, where my primary mode of living is focused internally (Profile of the ISFJ (Nurturer/Protector)), whereas the Locus of Control Survey showed me to have an external locus of control Before I had ever heard of the Myers-Briggs test I would never have considered myself a guardian but upon further reading of the description given my Tan’s Profile of the Guardian (SJ) Temperament I would agree with

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    The Objective Excercise

    for which I have always held myself accountable for. My thought process doesn’t allow me to focus on current or past situations, but instead how I will evolve into the Man which I aspire to be. What time is it? 6:00 p.m. on September 4, 2013. Its possibly the best time of the year, football season. The weekends couldn’t get any better than this. A legitimate reason to keep myself indoors. As the sun begins to go down, I start to prep myself for my daily routine as I get ready to head out to the gym

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    Cheer

    have practice almost every night. It was hard trying to juggle school and cheerleading, but I found a way to do it. Cheerleading is something I am very passionate about, and something I do all the time. If I am not cheering, I am in the gym working on my skills or making sure I stay fit for cheerleading. A lot of people say cheerleading is not a sport, but you know what I tell them, meet me on the mat and I will show you what’s up. Cheerleading is a very tough sport. We lift people the same weight as

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    The Frankllins Tale

    FRANKLIN'S PROLOGUE These ancient gentle Bretons, in their days, Of divers high adventures made great lays And rhymed them in their primal Breton tongue, The which lays to their instruments they sung, Or else recited them where joy might be; And one of them have I in memory, Which I shall gladly tell you, as I can. But, sirs, because I am an ignorant man, At my beginning must I first beseech You will excuse me for my vulgar speech; I never studied rhetoric, that's certain;

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    Turn Down for Addicts

    Smoking weed every day is not cool. It’s not healthy, it’s not wise- it’s illegal. All good reasons why you shouldn’t spark up, right? Wrong. As a young adult, it’s hard to not give into some of the pressures that you’re faced with everyday, especially throughout high school. I was originally introduced to weed as marijuana, and how evil it was. Not only would my mother preach about how bad it was, but the school system shoved it into our heads as well. Marijuana is a “gateway drug”. Might as well

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    Role Model

    Ever since I was little I was raised by my mother and stepfather. As far as I remember by father was not in my life as much as my stepfather was. My stepfather is my role model, he has shown me the ways and steps of life to reach our full potential. My Father is a hard worker, he works 5am-8pm Monday through Sunday. I have never met a person in love with work as much as him. He has the choice of leaving his work early but chooses to stay to make sure everything is complete. My stepfather came to

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    St. Rita Research Paper

    me in so many aspects of my life and my experience here has made me who I am today. Starting off here in just 3rd grade I remember being a shy little boy that barely ever talked to anyone at all, and just after a couple of years I have become more social and a lot less afraid of speaking in front of a classroom full of my peers. The teachers have helped me with many problems I have had which has proved to be a big help in my academic skills. As I make A’s and B’s on my report card. Making these

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    Personal Narrative: What It Means To Disagrees In Elementary School

    When I was three I took my baby sisters toy to see what she would do. She immediately burst into tears: this is the first time I remember being mean. In preschool a boy was stepping on my coat and making annoying noises. I wanted my coat and I wanted him to be quiet so I hit him on the head: this is the Second time I remember being mean. In kindergarten my friend and I got in a fight with a fifth grader and everyday on the bus a rapid firing of insults (most of which I didn’t know) would ensue

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