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studyclerk1 · 2 years
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jujubean1268 · 1 year
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Working from my front porch on this beautiful February day. 70° with a slight breeze. Fresh air does a cobwebbed mind good!
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mymetric360 · 4 months
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Why do my teachers always reject my parents' suggestions on my papers? #EnglishProfessors #CollegePapers #TeacherFeedback #WritingAdvice Have you ever found yourself in a situation where you seek writing advice from your parents, who are both English professors, only to have your teachers criticize the very suggestions your parents made? 🤔 It can be frustrating, to say the least. As a student, it's important to understand why this might be happening and how to hand... Read more: https://mymetric360.com/question/why-do-my-teachers-always-reject-my-parents-suggestions-on-my-papers/?feed_id=29442
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essayspace · 6 months
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fleetingfictions · 2 years
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theelementorkid · 4 years
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theetylerlynch · 2 years
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Wrote It & Did It. 📝 #2011 • #thereasons #flashbackfriday #collegepaper #manifestation (at Frostburg State University) https://www.instagram.com/p/CasoRQiFT81/?utm_medium=tumblr
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mellowmedrama · 2 years
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Show Don’t Tell
How in the hell am I supposed to write a narration paper showing my audience an event that I've encountered. How do I even begin? How do I describe something in such detail to show instead of tell? My thought process on how to go about this has been wacked out. It feels like every inch and every particle of my brain is running in circles just trying to put pieces together in order to show something I've encountered. It’s like the puzzled confused look my other half gives me when I watch mukbangs or a seashantie being played and others not understanding the point.
“What is the point of this?” I ask myself. What's the point of describing a traumatic event that had me literally homeless, wondering about, nowhere to go. No family to lean on. Completely and utterly defeated at some point of my life. 
Do I put down the constant question I asked myself silently “What did I do so wrong?” “Why is my father an abusive drunk? Why did my mother choose her boyfriend over us?” How should I explain this? Why should I explain the constant agony of feeling like a burden, the constant fear of who’s around me, where will I sleep tonight, what will I eat; to a bunch of people I barely know? How do I make it make sense? I thought about writing about how I met my other half, which was basically, I yelled at him or how my pregnancy was with my daughter.. But It wasn’t quite significant enough to represent the pure self growth I have today. Yes, they are very important people in my life but they weren’t the only ones who helped me grow, literally. I’ve had a life full of unlucky and disgusting events happen to me that had me grow faster and stronger than I was at a point in my life. These events, although no one should encounter them or go through them, has indeed helped me grow into the person that I’d want my kids to be proud of. I want to be worthy of my kids and to prove to them that despite going through such terrible trials and tribulations that anything is possible! 
“Well KT,” I say to myself.  “Let’s stop procrastinating and get to work.”
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 “As I shiver through the night with one eye open watching everything around me, with constant fear of a man forcing himself upon me. Scared to death I could barely sleep. Recollecting memories of a once happy family broken into pieces. The coldness of my father as he drinks beer after beer. A 6 pack turns into a 12 pack, a 12 into a 30. One case after another. The echoing sounds of him I can no longer bear. *smack* It stings. *Smack* “YOUR MOTHERS A WHORE” *smack* “YOU’RE NOTHING BUT A WASTE OF GOD GIVEN TALENT.” As he screams this, the cries of my siblings become silently louder. My mother on the couch as she ignores every bit of him, turns him deranged. As he finishes yelling, he walks out with a beer in one hand, out to the streets to yell and scream to who knows who.
  After 17 years she finally has the courage to move out. Police sirens echo through the neighborhood. Everyones a peeping tom at this point. Confused and wondering what’s going on over at that house. But then again they’re probably thinking “What a relief! Finally they’re out.”  He was insane, but at one point he was a loving father. 
“What’s caused him like this?” “He’s not the father I once knew ..” are questions I’d ask myself or my older sister before she was shipped off because he could no longer bear the sight of her. From my mothers point of view “It was to protect her.” AS IF! You could’ve left the man and we wouldn't be as damaged as we are now!
As we’re escorted by the police to this new place. A friend of my mothers, a male. Who we found out they were once a thing back in high school. It’s been awhile since everything seemed normal until he decided to kick my younger sister out. As time passed one at a time my siblings were kicked out and tossed back into the hands of my father. They had no choice but to since they were still minors. No choice, no one to lead, no one to protect them. Left in the hands of a lost confused deranged man that we no longer knew. I was the only one left until I had realized that man's main goal. One more month till I turned 18. Adult some would say, a child still to others. 
As I entered the doors to the house, I was called out for “Come here, the numbers need fixing.” I placed my school things in my room, changed and headed to the room across me where my mother and her friend slept. As I entered the room, and headed towards the computer. Taking out the notebook as I begin to sit, out comes a naked man from the restroom. It was my mothers friend. He was blocking the only exit. I couldn’t get up, as his dick was right there in the corner of my face. Eyes glued onto the paper. I was frozen. He was supposed to be safe. He was supposed to be a friend. He was supposed to be a good person. The fear of what this 5’11” man could do to me kept replaying in my head. “What do I do? WHAT DO I DO?” I thought to myself. I come back to reality shakened by the words coming out of his mouth “You can look you know, you’re almost 18.” As my eyes still glued to this piece of paper he continues to say “Look, you are in fact almost 18, I’ll kick your mom out and it’ll only be us two. I can give you everything you ever wanted and need. You wouldn’t have to worry about a single thing.. If you let me get some and give me a daughter.” At this point, I turn my back towards him, get up off the chair, shakened by the words he had said, I walk straight out ignoring every word. I close the door and as soon as I hear the click of the door I run to my room and lock myself in. Crawled up in a ball on the carpet floor, my eyes start watering. My mind starts filling up with thoughts of how I will tell my mother. Will she believe me? When will she come home? I'm by myself. “I NEED YOU MOM” as my eyes start flooding, tear drops slamming the carpet floor like bullets shooting out of a gun.     
The constant feeling of living with a man that could do more harm to me emotionally and physically was twisting and turning my stomach into knots to where I could barely eat. I wake up, head to school, come back and lock myself in my room. I haven’t eaten for a few days. I still haven’t spoken to my mom since she’s been with him every time she comes home. She doesn’t even check up on me. Does she even care? 
Finally with as much courage as I could possibly fill myself up with and the chance of him not being here. I go to her. I sit. 
“Mom?” I say frightened. 
“What, now you want to come out? What do you want?” she says irritatedly. 
I don’t remember exactly what I said but what I do remember is that we ended up getting into a heated argument  and to my surprise she gave me an ultimatum. “Get out or learn the job” Is what I remember her saying. In total and utter disbelief I was baffled and disappointed. But most of all I was disgusted. I slugged myself away to my room, packed some long bangy clothing, shampoo, soap, some important documents and left later that night. 
This was the first time on my own and surprisingly I was relieved. Relieved to be out. Relieved to be away from that perverted 40 year old, relieved to be away from my own father. Relieved to be out of the hands of a mother who lost her way. I was fine, I said. Wanting to make myself believe that I was. Who was I fooling? My first night in the streets was the scariest. There were crazy people out here. Guam wasn’t as safe as it was back then. The sounds of the night scare me. *Cricket* *Cricket* I couldn’t sleep. How could I? This world was unknown to me. 
Everything became blurry,  my eyes slowly started to open. I realized I had fallen asleep. Still shivering, I panic. How long did I sleep? Did anyone take anything? Was I touched? “FUCK!” *Smack* the sting of the slap tingles as I recollect myself.”
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connorwrites · 2 years
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Basic Elements of a College-Level Term Paper - Student Must Know in 2022
Basic Elements of a College-Level Term Paper – Student Must Know in 2022
Being a student, you should have exceptional writing skills since your academic journey would require you to write different types of assignments. However, your high school assignments are simpler as compared to your college-level assignments. In college, you might be asked to complete a term paper which is a challenging task, as it can also influence your semester grades. Therefore, you must…
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robin4ascii-blog · 4 years
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paperswritingpro · 5 years
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Research papers are just academic click bait articles
“The Passenger Pigeon went extinct due to unregulated hunting and loss of habitat, but could the loss of this once great bird indicate deep rooted evil in humans? In this essay I will-“
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knewborngeneral · 3 years
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A college paper about the movie "Troy"
Does a man’s passion walk hand in hand with his doom? After watching the movie Troy I noticed that a man’s passion does in fact walk in close association with his doom. The Prince of Troy, Paris and Achilles’ all shared this similarity. Each character had a passion for something they felt strong about. Each passion though they were different shared a disturbing fate.
The king of Troy longed for peace with the Greeks. For years he worked on a way he could bring his country to peace. This was the king’s passion. When he tried to satisfy this passion his doom followed when his son Paris betrayed the Greeks. So instead of peace a war started. Paris had a passion for the queen Helen. She belong to Greece and since he tried to satisfy this passion he met his doom. Last but not least Achilles’ yearned for his name to live on for centuries. His passion was his reputation. Every battle he fought promised that his legacy would be remembered for thousands of years. When he followed his passion he met his doom at the battle of Troy. These facts showed and proved a man’s passion in this film walks hand in hand with his doom.
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diasporaprofessor · 4 years
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tutoringchamp · 3 years
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theelementorkid · 4 years
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