FINAL DRAFT

What about peace?
To me peace is an opinion to everyone. The definitions differ with each person. So if everyone has different opinions on what peace is then how can we ever agree and have peace in the world? Maybe if humans accept some decent humility and admit that they are wrong? Don’t get me wrong not all people are hard headed but we all do have different views on everything don’t we? We as Human Beings are made to be curious creatures, all with different perspectives of life and daily issues, we could never agree on something with one definite answer. Take the president for example. The one with the most votes wins, but what about the other people who voted for the other guy? They don’t agree with the other people even though the president is definite people just don’t agree. So is peace something we could possibly achieve?
There are no guarantees. But there are no guarantees with anything you do... There are no guarantees that I could wake up tomorrow... It’s just a piece of hope that you hang on to. It sounds grim when you think about it... But some people believe we are already at peace, some people believe that we are not; some people even believe that we don’t need peace. If we take the risks we take every day to try to achieve this peace that we are seeking, then we could probably find the treasure that we seek and all the jewels that would follow, it may involve some sacrifice but are people selfless enough to do that? I don’t know.
The world is an immense place. Even if we all work together to help everyone. Peace seems unlikely and out of reach...but yet possible. Those five letters P-E-A-C-E hold so much emotion in them. If you say the word peace out loud to people. You will probably get a different emotion or reaction out of everyone some people will feel remorse at the word. Some hopeful some will be angry some will not care, you’ll get different reactions out of everyone because no one in the world is exactly the same in their thinking.
But if we all agree as a whole in the earth that we NEED peace. Some people are as unchanging as the evergreen trees. But maybe the amount of optimistic souls will prevail over the amount of pessimistic faithless souls.
With peace the earth would change tremendously it is a necessity for living no bellowing, no hostility, no hurt, no pain, no destroying, no cruelty, just tranquility and serenity are Peace.

What about Peace?

What about peace?
To me peace is an opinion to everyone. The definitions differ with each person. So if everyone has different opinions on what peace is then how can we ever agree and have peace in the world? Maybe if humans accept some decent humility and admit that they are wrong? Don’t get me wrong not all people are hard headed but we all do have different views on everything don’t we? We as Homo-Sapiens are made to be curious creatures, all with different perspectives of life and daily issues, we could never agree on something with one definite answer. Take the president for example. The one with the most votes wins, but what about the other people who voted for the other guy? They don’t agree with the other people even though the president is definite people just don’t agree. So is peace something we could possibly achieve? there are no guarantees. But there are no guarantees with anything you do... There are no guarantees that I could wake up tomorrow... It’s just a piece of hope that you hang on to. It sounds grim when you think about it... But some people believe we are already at peace, some people believe that we are not; some people even believe that we don’t need peace. If we take the risks we take every day to try to achieve this peace that we are seeking, then we could probably find the treasure that we seek and all the jewels that would follow, it may involve some sacrifice but are people selfless enough to do that? I don’t know.
The world is an immense place. Even if we all work together to help everyone. Peace seems unlikely and out of reach...but yet possible. Those five letter words P-E-A-C-E hold so much emotion in them. If you say the word peace out loud to people. You will probably get a different emotion or reaction out of everyone some people will feel remorse at the word. Some hopeful some will be angry some will not care, you’ll get different reactions out of everyone because no one in the world is exactly the same in their thinking.
But if we all agree as a whole in the earth that we NEED peace. There is one thing that if everyone gets it, then peace is possible and so is an infinite amount of things... Just one small little word, faith. If we all have the faith that peace will happen and we trust our souls in God. Then it can definitely happen. Nothing is impossible with faith and God. With everyone faithful peace is definitely possible, but like I said, some people are as unchanging as the evergreen trees. But maybe the amount of optimistic souls will prevail over the amount of pessimistic faithless souls. With faith and God on our side, we just can’t be stopped.
With peace the earth would change tremendously it is a necessity for living no bellowing, no hostility, no hurt, no pain, no destroying, no cruelty, just tranquility and serenity is Peace.

FINAL DRAFT

As the little girl was walking out the door she touched the fragment of rock that hung from her neck in a heart shape. She looked in the mirror at her beautiful dress, her black wig with a big red bow, and her yellow cape. She gazed down to the floor at her black shining shoes. Her big shining blue eyes were filled with wonder and excitement. She wondered if anyone else would be dressed just like her. Her heart fluttered with a nervous excitement. She hugged her mom and was out the door faster than mom wanted. “I love you!” she heard her mom shout. As she was walking she could still hear the echo of her mom’s words all the way down the sidewalk. The words filled her heart with a joy she wished everyone could experience. She was on her way. Her mom’s words were merely a whisper now. She traveled down the sidewalk she looked at all the other kids walking around... She didn’t see anyone wearing what she was Yet And she saw that most of the lights on the houses were on, which was a really good thing. She could feel the gravel underneath her feet as she skipped along the path. The weather was slightly cooled the sun was still up but almost going down. And beautifully painted leaves were falling slowly from the sky. She tried to catch them as they fell. The breeze rustled her short black wig and she felt her bow Starting to slip. Her little hands gripped her basket tightly and eagerly. She smiled so beautifully her little pearls shining, “Oh yay the first house woohoo!” she exclaimed. She ran excitedly. It looked as if her little feet didn’t even touch the ground She approached the coal colored door and knocked on it. objects different sizes and colors were dropped into her basket. In all sorts of different shapes. Then she eagerly moved on. She stopped on the way to sit on a bench and glance at the sky. “Wow” she exclaimed. “This reminds me of Starry Night by Vincent Van-Goh. I learned about him in school. He was an artist “she exclaimed. Then she moved on and continued on her fun filled journey until the breathtaking. But mysterious full moon was about. Sadness weighted her heart as she approached the last of the houses. But her basket weighed her arm down. Almost to the ground. So she was very pleased about that. She went up to the last house she checked to make sure the lights were on. Then she pushed her finger to the doorbell, she waited nervously until she heard the pitter of footsteps and anxiety overcame her. She started jumping up and down with excitement. Finally the door opened and she uttered the words she has been longing to say, the unexplained words that filled her basket so heavily. “Trick or Treat?”

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As the little girl was walking out the door she touched the fragment of rock that hung from her neck in a heart shape. She looked in the mirror at her beautiful dress, her black wig with a big red bow, and her yellow cape. She gazed down to the floor at her black shining shoes. Her big shining blue eyes were filled with wonder and excitement. She wondered if anyone else would be dressed just like her. Her heart fluttered with a nervous excitement. She hugged her mom and was out the door faster than her mom wanted. “I love you!” she heard her mom shout. As she was walking she could still hear the echo of her mom’s words all the way down the sidewalk. The words filled her heart with a joy she wished everyone could experience. She was on her way. Her mom’s words were merely a whisper now. She traveled down the sidewalk she looked at all the other kids walking around... She didn’t see anyone wearing what she was Yet And she saw that most of the lights on the houses were on, which was a really good thing. She could feel the gravel underneath her feet as she skipped along her path. The weather was slightly cooled the sun was still up but almost going down. And beautifully painted leaves were falling slowly from the sky. She tried to catch them as they fell. The breeze rustled her short black wig. and she felt her bow. Starting to slip. Her little hands gripped her basket tightly and eagerly. She smiled so beautifully her little pearls shining, . . “Oh yay the first house woohoo!” she exclaimed. She ran excitedly it looked as if her little feet didn’t even touch the ground She approached the coal colored door and knocked on it. Objects smaller then a hand were dropped into her basket. In all sorts of different sizes and colors and shapes. Then she eagerly moved on. She stopped on the way to sit on a bench and glance at the sky. “Wow” she exclaimed. “This reminds me of Starry Night by Vincent Van-Goh. I learned about him in school. He was an artist “she exclaimed. Then she moved on and continued on her fun filled journey until the breathtaking. But mysterious full moon was about. Sadness weighted her heart as she approached the last of the houses. But her basket weighed her arm down. Almost to the ground. So she was very pleased about that. She went up to the last house she checked to make sure the lights were on. Then she pushed her finger to the doorbell, she waited nervously until she heard the pitter of footsteps and anxiety overcame her. She started jumping up and down with excitement. Finally the door opened and she uttered the words she has been longing to say, the unexplained words that filled her basket so heavily. “Trick or Treat?”

Writing Asignment # 2

As the little girl was walking out the door she touched the fragment of rock that hung from her neck in a heart shape. She looked in the mirror at her beautiful dress, her black wig with a big red bow, and her yellow cape. She gazed down to the floor at her black shining shoes. Her big shining blue eyes were filled with wonder and excitement. She wondered if anyone else would be dressed just like her. Her heart fluttered with a nervous excitement. She hugged her mom and was out the door faster than her mom wanted. “I love you!” she heard her mom shout. As she was walking she could still hear the echo of her mom’s words all the way down the sidewalk. The words filled her heart with a joy she wished everyone could experience. She was on her way. Her mom’s words were merely a whisper now. She traveled down the sidewalk she looked at all the other kids walking around... She didn’t see anyone wearing what she was...Yet...And she saw that most of the lights on the houses were on, which was a really good thing. She could feel the gravel underneath her feet as she skipped along her path. The weather was slightly cooled the sun was still up but almost going down. And beautifully painted leaves were falling slowly from the sky. She tried to catch them as they fell. The breeze rustled her short black wig. and she felt her bow. Starting to slip. Her little hands gripped her basket tightly and eagerly. She smiled so beautifully her little pearls shining, you could see her smile. Even if she wasn’t showing it. . “Oh yay the first house woohoo!” she exclaimed. She ran excitedly it looked as if her little feet didn’t even touch the ground She approached the coal colored door and knocked on it. Objects smaller then a hand were dropped into her basket. In all sorts of different sizes and colors and shapes. Then she eagerly moved on. She stopped on the way to sit on a bench and glance at the sky. “Wow” she exclaimed. “This reminds me of Starry Night by Vincent Van-Goh. I learned about him in school. He was an artist “she exclaimed. Then she moved on and continued on her fun filled journey until the breathtaking. But mysterious full moon was about. Sadness weighted her heart as she approached the last of the houses. But her basket weighed her arm down. Almost to the ground. So she was very pleased about that. She went up to the last house she checked to make sure the lights were on. Then she pushed her finger to the doorbell, she waited nervously until she heard the pitter of footsteps and anxiety overcame her. She started jumping up and down with excitement. Finally the door opened and she uttered the words she has been longing to say, the unexplained words that filled her basket so heavily. “Trick or Treat?”

FINAL DRAFT

We had gone away with our friends to West Virginia for the weekend to go camping and we got back home and my parents informed me that our dog ran away. Well he was in the back yard and was let loose off of his chain by malicious neighbors because he wouldn’t stop barking... They had NO right to touch my dog. I was petrified, nervous, irate, gloomy, angry anything but joyful!! The pain I felt was indescribable, like a family member died. In the days following I had little to no hope of seeing him again. We saw on the road two deceased Labradors. I was terrified. With every passing thing I thought it was him… I just waited and hoped, prayed for him to come back at all. Because he has a history of getting ran over…he has been hit by a truck once, the day my grandmother died. And he jumped out of my other grandma’s window and got hit by a car. It is amazing that he still exists. I was worried sick and filled to the brim with emotions... waiting was the worst most agonizing thing I had to do...Just wait. I never want to feel that again. By some miracle the SPCA had picked him up, and he was there safe the whole time! But the sight of deceased dogs on the road. And him being gone and me not knowing where or if he’s safe…that is a kind of pain words can’t describe. The two days I spent miserable, waiting, wondering if he is alive? That is the one of the most horrible experiences I have ever encountered in my life! So I just wish that anyone with missing pets would get as much help as possible I know the pain they are going through. The thought of never seeing your pet again…never knowing if they are safe…wondering where they are… if they are in pain, hungry, thirsty, tired, running for their lives? When I saw him again I didn’t want to let go. He was so excited to see me, He was so happy I thought his tail would fall off. I was overcome with joy when I saw him alive and well. It was an amazing experience. I just hope that he never leaves me again.

DRAFT 2

We had gone away with our friends to West Virginia for the weekend to go camping and we got back home and my parents informed me that our dog ran away. Well he was in the back yard and was let loose off his chain by malicious neighbors because he wouldn’t stop barking... They had NO right to touch my dog. I was petrified, nervous, irate, gloomy, angry anything but joyful!! The pain I felt was indescribable, like a family member died. In the days following I had little to no hope of seeing him again. We saw on the road two dead Labradors. I was terrified. With every passing thing I thought it was him… I just waited and hoped, prayed for him to come back alive. Because he has a history of getting ran over…he has been hit by a truck once, the day my grandmother died. And he jumped out of my other grandma’s window and got hit by a car. It is amazing that he is still living. ...I don’t know what I would do without him. I was worried sick and filled to the brim with emotions... waiting was the worst most agonizing thing I had to do...Just wait… and wait...Etc. I never want to feel that again. By some miracle the SPCA had picked him up and he was there safe the whole time! But the sight of deceased dogs on the road. And him being gone and me not knowing where or if he’s safe…that is a kind of pain words can’t describe. The two days I spent miserable, waiting, wondering if he is alive? That is the one of the most horrible experiences I have ever encountered in my life! So I just wish that anyone with missing pets would get as much help as possible I know the pain they are going through. The thought of never seeing your pet again…never knowing if they are safe…wondering where they are… if they are in pain, hungry, thirsty, tired, running for their lives? When I saw him again I didn’t want to let go. He was so excited to see me, as was I to him! He was so happy I thought his tail would fall off. I was overcome with joy when I saw him alive and well. It was an amazing experience. I just hope that he never leaves me again.