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Article by juliet98 posted over a year ago
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the first part: www.fanpop.com/spots/true-writers/articles/171410/titl...ter

SECOND CHAPTER
Paul Dock was bent with the nose that pratically touch the floor. He studying the crime scene, as usual. He isn't convinced that the assassin is Elvira Gorrige. It would be too obvius. He doesn't find nothing intresting on the stage, so he goes behind of that.
-Can i help you sir, are you sick?- asks a female voice, seeing the detective with the nose on the floor.
-Oh, no thank you i'm good, i'm detective Dock, i was looking for something here.- replies Dock with a smile on his face
-may i ask you some question mrs...-
-Samantha White- answers the girl -And of course you can- she says politely
-Perfect. Are you here on holiday too?-
-No, i work here. I was on the stage, i'm an actress-
-Oh sure! now i remeber! you're one of the ten actors that were on the stage tonight! even if it isn't the right moment... congratulations! you act good!-
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Article by juliet98 posted over a year ago
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Paul Dock is in the New York airport from more than an hour. They've lost his bag. He sigh, because he hate airplans and big cities and now he has to bear both. He was born in a little part of New Jersey that he wouldn't leave. But he couldn't refuse his niece invitation to her wedding day. he came there with a week of advance because his nice told him that New York is a city you have to visit once in your life. When someone of the staff brings him the bag, he looks at him in a such bad way. He get out of the airport with just a warm bath in his mind. When he finally get the hotel, cold got his bones. -Finally- he sigh. He get in and a young girl with a smile ear-to-ear says -Good evening and welcome to our hotel,Sir-
-Thank you- says detective Dock
He take his bag ang get in the lift. On the radio they're playing a music that Dock doesn't find cool. He thinks about Queen, yeah they're were a really good group that played a good music, not like those thing that guys call "music". Finally the lift get his floor. He missed twice the number of the apartment because he has his glasses in his bag. When he finally finds the right number, he get in. The first room isn't so...
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Article by Caleigh210 posted over a year ago
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The feeling's unusual as I walk around
The sights are as strange as the sound
It's hard to believe that the beauty around me
Isn't beautiful in reality

How would you feel if all you know's a lie
That the truth is really hard to come by
When you're told that it's all alright
But all you see is the darkness of the night

When you realize
That the truth and the lies
Are separated by one thin line

Where can I find home
Even though I'm all alone
How can I say the right words
When I can't even show the would
Who I am
Why I stand
That I'm completely lost and I can't
Find my way
In this dreadful shade of grey

Hopelessly blinded without a light
Hearing people deem that what's wrong is the right
An internal battle raging inside of me
The side that wins is the side that I'll believe

The moment you realize
That it's hard to define a truth and a lie
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Fan fiction by LialSanders posted over a year ago
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Snow dances down the sky, slowly blanketing the land below. And in a large feild, a single tree stood alone, it's bare and twisted branches twitching in the breeze. I slowly trudge through the thigh high snow, staring at each flake passing by. The details are overwelming and fills my soul with a warm, loving feeling.
Suddenly, I see a figure in the distance. My heart begins to pound like an unsteady drum as I race towards it. My feet become lighter than ever, my bow and arrow not weighing me down. I crouch low, and begin to sneak slowly towards it.
Quitely, I draw back an arrow and shoot it into the mistly air. I hear a moan, and my eyes grow wide. I stumble towards the sound, and find that I had shot her.
She lays against a rock, blood turning the snow into a colorful slushie. I take her into my arms and pull off my gloves. My fingers run threw her hair as I brush it behind her ear. She looks up at me and smiles. A single tear rolls down her cheek as my lips touch hers. We swim in romace and embrace our love. Suddenly, her lips go dry, leaving me behind in the open. I stand up, her within my arms, then walk to the tree.
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Fan fiction by LialSanders posted over a year ago
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A bead of sweat rolls down my face and splashes softly on the ground below me. My chest rises and falls softly. I breath in and ex hail. The grey sky above me mimics my mood. Thunder booms and lightning bolts threw the air. I cross my legs, put my hands on my knees and begin to meditate. Colors flash threw my brain, visions fill my mind. My eyes snap open and I see a ghostly figure hovering in front of me.
It's a child. A young girl, 8 years of age at the most. She draws me towards her with a tiny pointer finger. My soul escapes my body and flies threw the night... the little girl holding my hand, guiding me slowly.
The cold air is crisp, it bits my flesh like a lover's teeth. My hair waves about, the wind giving it a natures comb.
"Why am I flying?" I ask her.
"Because you are free..." She smiles.
"What is your name?" I ask.
"My name is Jen, Jennifer Danyeils" She grins, turning sharply to the right.
"Why am I free?" I scream as my hand loses grip of hers.
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Opinion by ZekiYuro posted over a year ago
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Vampire Knight is one of Viz's top-selling series, and it's not hard to see why: While it's not for everyone, the love triangle, supernatural romance, and hint of forbidden love are like catnip for some readers. The Art of Vampire Knight, released earlier this month by Viz, is a beautifully produced art book that will be pure heaven to Vampire Knight junkies (but probably a bit boring for everyone else).
The book collects the full-color art that manga-ka Matsuri Hino created for the chapter openings in LaLa magazine and the tankoubon covers. Some have been published as part of the English-language editions but others have not.

Vampire Knight is set in the Cross Academy, a high school attended by ordinary students during the day and a special vampire class at night. The story is basically a love triangle between Yuki Cross, a human girl who was attacked by a vampire as a child; Kaname, the vampire who rescued her and who now is the leader of the night class; and Zero, Yuki's childhood friend, who is now a vampire-hating vampire hunter who nonetheless is turning into a vampire, fighting it every step of the way. Lianne Sentar has a great description of why Vampire...
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Article by numnumyellow67 posted over a year ago
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Chapter 1
The District

I quietly and quickly pick the katniss plant's roots. Have to hurry home, or at least the ruined building I call my home. Living a destroyed old district, you kind of get used to the idea of having to hurry back to ruined buildings, before the rats and bugs decide to settle into your so called home.I start on my way back, when I see a plump rabbit, just watching me desperately pick the roots, while coated in mud. This annoys me, and with one swift movement, I knife the fat fool from afar. A direct hit. Perfect. I've been working on my knife throwing skills, and got a lucky hit. I grab the carcass and my knife, and make a bee-line for a path of trees that I marked by tying bright cloth on the tree branches. I've only been hunting for a few months, and still trying to adapt to the idea. I'm not very good at hunting, but I try as hard as I can for the people in my district, if you can call it a district. As I reach my treehouse, I see a mockingjay pass me by, and land in my treehouse window. Good, he's back. I climb the ladder, and put my kill in a burlap sack and set it in the corner. The treehouse, also known as The Watchtower to the towns...
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Opinion by ZekiYuro posted over a year ago
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Chapter Five: "Vulnerability"

Kaname made his way swiftly to where Chairman Cross and the doctor had moved Zero. It wasn't hard to find. Kiriyu must have been badly hurt indeed; the scent of his blood was strong and completely unmistakable. Cross and the doctor were too busy working to answer the door, so Kaname let himself in, Cross wouldn't mind, he never did.

Kaname frowned as he made his way to Zero's room and saw the damage. Kiriyu hadn't just been attacked… he'd been bloody butchered. His throat had been slashed, his wrists had been slashed, and he'd been stabbed multiple times in the chest with apparently no restraint. His dark uniform and white shirt, completely stained with crimson, were in a dirty heap on the floor. The doctor had stripped him to the waist and bandages wrapped his wounds, but it was too little, far too late. Whoever had done this wanted Zero to bleed to death, that much was obvious.

It made Kaname sick to think of Yuki finding Zero this way. And yes… it made him sick to see the boy, so normally healthy and vital, if irritating as hell, laid out looking so pale and broken. It hadn't even been done by someone...
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Opinion by ZekiYuro posted over a year ago
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Chapter Four: "Sacrificial Lamb"

The sun was riding low in the sky, but the day students had not yet finished their classes. Ichiru had gotten himself excused from the last class, claiming a severe stomach ache. After fooling the nurse and being sent back to his room to rest, he'd promptly slipped back out of the dorm again and made his way out here. In a few hours, Zero would get out of class; he always got out ahead of the others in order to have time for his guardian duties, so he could pretend to protect the Day Students from the Night Students… ironic and despicable, considering he himself was exactly what he was supposed to be protecting them from. But they didn't know it, of course.

His brother, the vampire… such a darkly fitting fate. For awhile, that'd been enough of a revenge on the brother who outshone him in everything, whom he hated. But then Zero had killed Shizuka, the only person Ichiru ever recognized as loving him, treasuring him, treating him like he was the special one… and so now it wasn't nearly enough. No. His twin needed to suffer and suffer greatly. Ichiru had been given a chance to make that happen and he was going to make...
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Opinion by ZekiYuro posted over a year ago
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Chapter Three: "Dark Destiny"

Some time later, after almost everyone has returned to school after break…

A young man and an older man sat across from one another in the comfortable back of a long black limousine, the world rolling by unheeded beyond the darkly tinted glass. It was daylight outside, meaning they would rather be sleeping than traveling about, but they had much to do and were not wasting any time. Despite the apparent age difference between the two vampires, it was the younger one who obviously was the figure of greatest power, which was apparent from the way the older one addressed him.

The younger one had an odd bearing, as if he was in fact older than the almost boyishly youthful body, and his eyes were two different colors. The body belonged to Shiki Senri, but the soul inhabiting it was that of his father, Rido Kuran.

The other vampire was Asato Ichijo, head of the Council, one of the oldest and most powerful of the Aristocrat vampires.
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Opinion by ZekiYuro posted over a year ago
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Chapter Two: "Give and Take"

Only after Zero finally left through the window did Kaname try to rise from where he was sitting. He wavered slightly, gripping the wall beside him for support. Could never have let Zero see that, couldn't let anyone see that. Of all the things that Kaname Kuran was expected and required to be… weak was not one of them. No one could see him weak.

He was still bleeding. Damn that boy and his stupid gun. Slowly shrugging out of the dark, now bloodstained shirt he was wearing, Kaname threw it into the fireplace, letting it burn, like he'd burnt the white school uniform stained with Shizuka's blood after he killed her. Kaname ran his hand through his hair, stumbling to his wash room to clean up. He could feel and smell the presence of the other night class students gathered outside his door. Silent, confused, worried. They could smell his blood… a scent they had never smelled save by accident before. Their instincts and perhaps their friendship drew them like a moth to a candle, instinct telling them to protect him, to protect the pureblood. But they also respected him and none would enter without his permission.
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Opinion by ZekiYuro posted over a year ago
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Rating: M

Summary: Kaname's enemies concoct a dark plot to get to the pureblood through Yuki and Zero, putting all three in grave danger. Zero is left half dead and Kaname in the hands of sadistic captors. Only Kaname can give Zero what he needs to stay alive, and perhaps only Zero can save the pureblood from a fate worse than death… if only both of them can keep from killing each other first.

Warnings: A fair amount of character whumping / torture. Non-consensual blood drinking. M/M relationships. Citrus.

Spoilers: Yes, for the whole Vampire Knight series, but especially for chapters 30-32.

Pairings: Kaname x Yuki x Zero – the order isn't important, mix'n match the three in any order you like ;) As characters though I must admit I prefer writing Kaname and Zero, which will probably show.

A/N: The beginning of this story jumps right in and starts out by winding around and expanding a little on some of the events in chapters 30-32 of the VK series. Since 32 is the last published chapter of the series at this time, from there on out it's all my own twisted imagination, and as such shall of course be AU once more...
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Fan fiction by Potter-rulez posted over a year ago
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I could feel the rejection from halfway across the room, hear the laughter, and just knew they were talking about me. I tried to ignore it, but the tears threatened, exusing myself to go to the toilet I desperately fought for control. The tears overflowed, it was like a tap was turned on. I had absolutely no control over them, they just ran down, racing each other to my chin, when I was finished I walked off to my next class.

On my way over, Mr Mofti saw me, said hi and asked how I was. I replied, saying I was fine, he almost looked like he was going to walk away, but, then he asked if I really was ok. I saw real concern in his eyes, I panicked though and so i said, "yea, I'm fine."

The laughter steadily got louder, but, I was still friends with Amber and Lily, but for how long? Then Amber said, "you look depressed." I don't think she expected a response, "haven't you heard the rumours? I get laughed at every day, what do you expect? I have hardly any friends and noone cares!" I started crying and headed to the bathroom, to cut myself some more. Then I decided to commit suicide, I cut myself fairly deep, unlocked my cubicle door and leaned against the...
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Opinion by ZekiYuro posted over a year ago
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In the West,cartoons are used chiefly to make people laugh.The important feature of all these cartoons is the joke and the element of surprise which is contained.Even though it is very funny,a good cartoon is always based on close observation of a particular feature of life and usually has a serious purpose.

Cartoons in the West have been associated with political and social matters for many years.In wartime,for example,they proved to be an excellent way of spreading propaganda.Nowadays cartoons are often used to make short,sharp comments on politics and governments as well as on a variety of social matters.In this way,the modern cartoon has become a very powerful force in influencing people in Europe and the United States.

Unlike most American and European cartoons,however,many Chinese cartoon drawings in the past have also attempted to educate people,especially those who could not read and write.Such cartoons about the lives and sayings of great men in China have proved extremely useful in bringing education to illiterate and semi-literate people throughout China.Confucius,Mencius and Laozi have all appeared in very interesting stories presented in the...
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Opinion by StarsGoBlue posted over a year ago
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Coach 
 
Chapter 1: From a Table Away

Kids, you know your Uncle Barney; Scotch, money and women. Those three words pretty much summed up his life. He couldn't ask for a better life. Little did he know, he was about to get a rude awakening. You see, he had grown accustomed to this cycle, a carousel, if you will. It spun round and round until his life was completely changed by..."The Coach".



An unforgiving canopy of  charcoal  clouds hung above New York. They seemed detrimental; yearning to release their stockhold of transparent liquid. Rain. That's all it had done for the past week, rain. It came down in sheets, though it would occasionally sprinkle and barley cloud up windows or dust over the bodies of cars. On this particular day, the storm had taken out almost half of the neighborhood's power. However, MacLaren's was open. They had a generator.  It was to be expected; Carl would do anything to keep it open. Especially during rain like this, it provided shelter for sober soaked strangers. 
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Article by MCF2000 posted over a year ago
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I sat alone.

No one came up to me, none asked if anything was wrong.

I sat alone.

In the corner, where everyone saw but no one noticed.

I sat alone.

I had no friends, I was not ‘cool’ enough for them.

I sat alone.

No one knew my mother had just died from cancer, no one cared.

I sat alone.

Surrounded by my thoughts, but no people. By my words, but no friends.

I sat alone.

Until a girl came and sat by me.

I sat with a girl.

She turned to me and smiled warmly, “Hello.”

I sat with a friend.
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Opinion by ZekiYuro posted over a year ago
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Writing and design have always been two passions of mine. When someone first approached me with a writing opportunity for their blog, I was shocked. It hadn’t crossed my mind for a moment that the two could be brought together harmoniously. I still remember writing that article and building my first brainstorm of topics. I found myself asking, "What makes a good article?"




But, to hell with good articles. Anyone can write a good article. I wanted something that would floor everyone–that would make everyone say, "Who the heck is this guy, and why haven’t I read his stuff before?"

I’m always trying to take things to the next level, so I asked, "What makes an amazing article?"

Content is King


That’s right. We’ve heard it time and time again. As designers, it can be something that frustrates us. We make superior aesthetic creations for our clients, but we don’t have much say in what they do with it afterwards. Generally speaking, it isn’t our job to write the content, even though the content is what can make or break the website.
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Opinion by ZekiYuro posted over a year ago
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What This Handout is About…
This handout will explain what a Literature Review is and offer insights into the form and
construction of a Literature Review in the Humanities, Social Sciences, and Sciences.
Introduction
OK. You’ve got to write a literature review. You dust off your world literature
anthology book, settle down in your Ebert and Roper at the Movies theatre chair with
your popcorn and soda in hand, and get ready to issue a “thumbs up” or “thumbs down”
as you leaf through the pages. “Literature Review” done. Right?
Wrong! The “literature” of a literature review refers to any collection of materials on a
topic, not necessarily the Great Literary Texts of the World. “Literature” could be
anything from a set of government pamphlets on British colonial methods in Africa to
scholarly articles on the treatment of a torn ACL. And a review does not necessarily
mean that your reader wants you to give your personal opinion on whether or not you
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Opinion by ZekiYuro posted over a year ago
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The art of writing a letter takes practice, knowledge about proper form and the ability to put into words your feelings, thoughts, and/or ideas. If you learn the basic parts of a letter, it will help you to create letters for a variety of occasions.
Parts of the Letter:

Your address
At the top of your letter, you will put your address, so the reader will know where to send their reply to.

Date
Put the date on which the letter was written in the format Month Day Year i.e. June, 15, 2009.

Inside Address
The inside address is only required for a business letter and will include the address of the person you are writing to along with the name of the recipient, their title and company name. If you are not sure who the letter should be addressed to either leave it blank or try to put in a title, i.e. "Director of Human Resources".

The Greeting
The greeting will address the individual that the letter is being sent to. This is usually completed in the form of "Dear Anne" or "Hey Anne", for less formal letters.
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Opinion by ZekiYuro posted over a year ago
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Basics: Hannah Meyer age 17, Born August 1, 1995. Lives in Bradenton, Florida
Blond hair, blue eyes.

What is your happiest memory? My happiest memory was when I finally got to meet my mom's
parents. They lived on the east side of Berlin and did something that got them put in prison for a while.
I'm not sure what they did because my mom won't talk about it.

What don't you want anyone to find out about you? I am afraid to let my guard down. What I mean is, I've seen so many of my friends get hurt in relationships or by their parents breaking up. I hear my parents fighting a lot and so I'm afraid to show any TRUE emotions or to trust people. You just never know when they are going to dump you or hurt you. It sometimes paralyzes me to the point that I sit back and watch things happen and do nothing. I'm scared that if my life really depended on it or if my family or friends lives depended on me me doing something or risk getting hurt, I would do nothing. It is safer to build walls around my feelings so that I don't get hurt.
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Opinion by ZekiYuro posted over a year ago
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Basics: Age 17, Born October 20, 1968. Lives in Berlin, Germany
Blond hair, blue eyes.

What is your happiest memory?
My happiest memory was when my parents to me to Der Märchenbrunnen. This is a beautiful park There are fountains and lots of statues of the Grimm brother’s fairy tale characters. It is wonderful to take a picnic lunch and just sit and watch people and watch the calming water.

What don’t you want anyone to find out about you?
I have to be careful when I tell you this. I don’t want anyone to know how much I’d like to live in the West. If anyone heard me telling you this I could get in a lot of trouble.

What is the best part of your personality?
I would have to say the best part of my personality is how helpful I am to everyone. It doesn’t matter if I know you or not. If you need help I’m there.

How would your best friend describe how you look?
My best friend would say that I have blond hair and blue eyes. My eyes have this really dark ring around the iris that kind of makes them stand out. I am athletically built. I like to stay fit. My hair comes just below...
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Opinion by ZekiYuro posted over a year ago
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Tobias Kellerman
Basics: Age 17, Born April 23, 1968. Lives in Berlin, Germany
Brown hair, blue gray eyes.

What is your happiest memory?
My happiest memory was when we moved to Friedrichshain. My dad got a promotion and we had to move. That is when I met Ivonne. We grew up together and we have really been best friends.

What don’t you want anyone to find out about you?
I would do just about anything to get Daniela to be my girlfriend. We've been dating but I want a more committed relationship with her. That is kind of scary since her father is head of the local Stasi.

What is the best part of your personality?
I look like I'm am serious most of the time. Inside I am usually cutting up or cracking jokes. I love to make people laugh. There is so much in the world not to laugh about. I just try to do my part.

How would your best friend describe how you look?
My best friend would say that I am the best looking person they have ever met. Actually that's what I would say. They would say I am the life of the party. They would also tell you that I would give you...
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Opinion by ZekiYuro posted over a year ago
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Some students have trouble writing essays in the traditional sense, moving from top to bottom. They struggle to get words on the pages this way, which causes them to take significantly longer to write whatever they need to write. If you’re going to school at one of the top online universities, you need to know how to write well and efficiently at the same time. This is crucial in a fast-paced degree program like the ones available on the web.

When I was in college, I actually wrote all of my essays in reverse, starting from the conclusion and working my way to the introduction. This may be unconventional, but it worked for me. Here are a few reasons why you may want to use reverse writing the next time you have to write an essay for college.

Making Sure the Conclusion Is Big

When I write for the web, I can’t spend a lot of time leading up to the point. I have to let people know what I’m talking about so they don’t move on to another website. In the case of college writing though, you actually want to do the opposite. You want to take people on a journey that eventually leads to a big conclusion. This is known as pyramid construction,...
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Opinion by ZekiYuro posted over a year ago
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f I had to identify the most important step in writing an essay, I would probably say it was the organization. Coming up with a thesis is a big part of essay writing, but it doesn’t mean anything if you do not have the proper support for it. That is where organization comes into play. If you can put your thoughts in the right order, you can get people to feel a certain way as they read your work. It’s like taking them on a journey through your mind.

Here are some tips to help you effectively organize your essays in the future.

The Pyramid Method
This is my favorite way to write essays, and I feel it is the most effective. You start by barely introducing what you are going to talk about, and then you build a pyramid of support from there. In the conclusion, you make your big, powerful assertion that makes people go “Wait, what just happened? I just got bitch slapped by brilliance!” This method is great for persuasive essays, but I use it for everything. It just makes sense.
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Opinion by ZekiYuro posted over a year ago
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Probably the most famous film commenting on the twentieth-century technology is Modern Times,made in 1936.Charlie Chaplin was motivated to make the film by a reporter who,while interviewing him,happened to describe the working conditions in industrial Detroit.Chaplin was told that healthy young farm boys were lured to the city to work on automotive assembly lines.Within 4 or 5 years,these young men's health was destroyed by the stress of work in the factories.
The film opens with a shot of a mass of sheep making their way down a crowded ramp.
Abruptly,the film shifts to a scene of factory workers jostling one another on their way to a factoryl.However,the rather bitter note of criticism in the implied comparison is not sustained.It is replaced by a gentle note of satire.Chaplin prefers to entertain rather than lecture.
Scenes of factory interiors account for only about one-third of Modern Times,but they contain some of the most pointed social commentary as well as the most comic situations.No one who has seen the film can ever forget Chaplin vainly trying to keep pace with the fast-moving conveyor belt,almost losing his mind in the process.Another popular scene...
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