Twinkle, Who Had Been Napping In Front Of A Blazing Fire,...

Twinkle, who had been napping in front of a blazing fire,...
Twinkle, who had been napping in front of a blazing fire, woke with a start. "What's that swishing sound?" she asked Charlie, who had been sleeping
on the back of her old ratty armchair. Charlie yawned and rubbed his eyes with his tiny paws. "I slept so well," he moaned. "You always sleep well,
Charlie," Twinkle said. Whoosh. Whoosh. What a strange noise, Twinkle thought. Whoosh. Whoosh. "What is that?" she asked again. "It's Swifty, the
swallow," Alfie croaked from the top of the bookshelf. And really, when Twinkle looked towards the window, she could see Swifty dashing past the
house. He was shouting something, but Twinkle couldn't hear what he said. She threw her comfy quilt on the floor, struggled up, stepped over Hugo,...
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Twinkle had been living a peaceful life with her friends, the animals, for many years, but she always feared, things might change some day. She
knew it was only a matter of time and her big sister Storm would find her. Maybe Storm didn't know yet where Twinkle lived, but Twinkle assumed
she was on her way. Why else would she leave the beautiful island in the sea and their family home? "Did you make sure she didn't follow you
when you flew back?" she asked Swifty. "Yes, I did. She left a few days before I arrived. If my calculations are correct, and she has found out
where you live, she could turn up any day." How awful, Twinkle thought. "We have to go to the village tomorrow, to buy food," she said. "It will be
a perfect opportunity to find out if she's sneaking around. Until then I will renew the protective spell around the clearing. She may very well find
the forest, but she will have a hard time to find the house." It was early in the morning and Twinkle, Alfie, and Charlie were getting ready for their
trip to the village. Alfie had cleaned his feathers until they were nice and glossy. Twinkle had brushed Charlie's fur with her own comb and he
looked as if he'd taken a bath. She had much less luck with her own hair and, in the end, decided to use some of the lovely smelling hair gel she only
used on special occasions. It was warm outside; she didn't need a coat. She was wearing a pair of purple jeans, a bright green pullover, and her favorite
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Essay On The Story Of Chapter 1
"HAWKE!" Isabela shouted while dashing into her who fell after being knocked down. "You fucking, bloody idiot." Securing her in arms; However,
the blood descending from the left temple through her face makes she feels a cold at the back of the spine.
"What in maker's name happened," Aveline hastily came nearby seeing the fainted mage on Isabela's arm.
"This fucking idiot. For some reason jumped to take a hit from that spear," Isabela takes her face looking at the unresponsive Hawke, the damage
looks severe, some flesh and hair mixed above in her shoulders.
"By the ancestors. Where's Blondie when we need him," Varric said. Just when killing the last Tal
–Vashoth with Bianca.
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In a dream, diverse Images of various accomplishments and mistakes. A girl called Mercy. A friend in Lothering, just at her sixteen years old.
Beautiful and funny, green eyes and golden hair like if coming from a fairy tale. However, even being a girl she was attracted to her beyond simple
friendship, although she never demonstrated the opposite, in the end, the girl stated she appreciated only a man when came to anything more than
friendship.
Despite the effort to understanding and stay away from her, she found a peculiar tome, where a description says, "For those wishes, you think in having
and not what they aren't beware. For some the results based on your heart, the choices cannot be undone."
Reading the Tome while ignoring the warning, she found a peculiar spell. After days of intense research and translations,the spell, when combined with
a potion to be crafted, would change the gender from who drinks it for a couple of days.
Another memory as a confuse dream coming out, the day she used the spell after swallowing the foul liquid with a harmful taste. The pain of change
coming from inside, she saw her vagina sealing while pointing out a penis. The Burn being unbearable on her belly and finally passing out.
Bethany was the one who found her first, and with a terrified expression towards her

Dealing With Dragon Character Analysis
Dealing with Dragons
In the novel, Dealing with Dragons by Patricia C. Wade, the main character Cimorene runs away from home in hopes of getting away from all the
rules of being proper. When she runs away she goes to the enchanted forest where she meets Kazul and other dragons, and volunteers to be Kazul's
princess. then later her best friend Alianora ,the stone prince and her defeat of Woraug and how the wizards how were planning to sabotage the trails
so that Woraugcould win ,become king and give the King's Crystal to the wizards so they could find all of the most magical treasure.In addition
athough Cimorene had run away from home to get away from being proper and acting kind to those that she did not feel fond of for example
Therindal,she did in fact act very princess like when she was the of Kazul, the dragon.
In addition to the novel "Dealing with Dragons" there was an argument on whether Cimorene acted in a princess–like manner or not.Also if she was
justified for doing so or not.
In chapter 4 it says"Lie Down!"Cimorene commanded.Kazul looked at her in surprise and collapsed in another fit of coughing.Cimorene waited until
the dragon's coughing had subsided,then said

Rozzy's Ironic Figures: A Narrative Fiction
Delphi Rozzy walked into the recording studio carrying her black cat Bart. As President of the Junior League of Atlanta witches, it was her duty to
record a short weekly address. Plus, she had to break the love spell she had accidentally placed on Jake Baton during their senior year of high school.
Mastering spells was not Delphi's strongest attribute. The week before, she had turned the king of the trolls into an ant instead of a giant. The old
biddies in the coven were still gossiping over that oops.
Jake stood from his office chair. His dark eyes blazed with hunger. "Sit."
Bart jumped down and looked at him. "Loverboy, fetch me some tuna. Pronto."
"Hush." Delphi looked at Bart, then stole a glance at Jake. Her stomach flipped. She took ... Show more content on Helpwriting.net ...
"Game changer." Jake reached up, wrapping his hands around the troll's neck and snapped it in one swift jerk. He tossed the body down and rushed
to Delphi. Tears rolling down his face, he looked up to Bart. "What do I do?"
"For the love of magic. Does anyone read the rulebook? Kiss her!"
Jake leaned over her pale lips, and brushed his lips across her tender flesh. A tear splashed onto her cheek. Delphi moaned and opened her eyes. "You
kissed me."
Bart swaggered over to Delphi. "Sleeping Beauty, look at his chest."
Delphi swatted Bart away. She reached up and pulled Jake back down. "Kiss me again."
Jake kissed her and then she whispered, "I don't unseal the spell."
He grinned. "Shall we go for the second option now?"
Bart huffed. "I need some catnip. Open your eyes. Look at his chest. He has the seal of the protective dragon. He's immune to your spells. The buffoon
is really in love with you. And he's trying to get in your panties."
"You're protected from me?" Delphi pushed Jake off her and sat up. Her head spun from the poison and the truth. "All these years, you let me think it
was the

Fighting For Love Essay : Fighting For Love
Fighting for Love It was a cold Monday night when two families decided that they didn't want to take care of their kids so they drove to this little
town on the other side of the bridge and just left them alone wandering in the woods. The boy's name was Justin and he was only six years old
they had told him that they would be back but they lied and just took off. Jasmin was only five years old and they told her that they were going to
play hide and seek but they also lied to her. Justin started to walk and look for his parents, but instead he saw Jasmin crying for help and he
decided to help her out. Justin asked Jasmin "What are you doing out here it's so cold here have my jacket" Jasmin, then told him "My parents
said that we were playing hide and seek, but I saw them leave me here all alone". Justin then told her that his parents would come for him, but they
never did so he decided to look for them himself. They both got together to look for their parents it was getting late already and they heard wolves
howling so they decided to walk to the little town to find somewhere to stay and sleep or call their parents.When they got to the little town which
was named Riverdale they started to ask for help, but no one wanted to help out a pair of kids. They started to walk further and they saw this bridge
that had shade so they decided to stay there for the night. As the years pass they decided to give up on finding their parents and started to focus on
surviving on this small

The 's Arms Down, Out Of Breath
Ebon put his arms down, out of breath. He imagined his master smiling and telling him what a good job he had done. The thought made him swell with
pride.
Something he saw yanked him out of his thoughts. The back of the crowd was stirring. He turned and cut the man, who was about to be burned, loose.
"May the King bless you!" The man cried as he ran to the outstretched arms of his family.
Ebon smiled as a deep sense of satisfaction washed over him. He then turned and pushed his way to the back of the crowd. He stood aghast at what he
saw.
The two Dark Wizards that had killed Eldon were fighting each other! The boy had drawn his sword and was hurling spheres of green light at the girl.
The girl tried hard to deflect all of them with her sword. Dark Wizards could not do shield spells. The boy grabbed his sword with his other hand and
pulled it apart. It split into two swords! His voice roared like thunder. "You are a disgrace to the Dark Wizards! You are a disgrace to me!"
The boy continued to yell a spell that Ebon had never heard before. Ebon could see that the girl was beginning to lose the battle. He watched her
swing her sword in vain. She kept stumbling back. Finally, she tripped and fell over. Her sword clattered a few feet away. Ebon found himself with an
inner struggle. These were murderers. They killed without hesitation. They were ruthless, unstoppable, and unforgiving. But the boy was really about to
kill her. Even if they were bad, he still felt a need to help. He

Grand Sorceress Narrative Essay
"Ray!" Danielle yelled, chasing after her tiger, "Calm down! The Grand Sorceress will be here any minute!" Ray skid to a stop, nearly crushing
some flowers. "The Grand Sorceress? She's coming today! Oh I must make my golden fur coat look as dashing as possible! Danielle, help me! I
don't have arms or magic! I can't do it myself!" Danielle stood there with a look of annoyance on her face. "You've got it all dirty running around.
Now, I have to use my magic, as the Grand Sorceress' former apprentice, to clean up a tiger's fur." With a swoosh of her hand, Danielle cleaned up
Ray, still annoyed about having to do so. A bright flurry of light appeared by the stream in the garden. Danielle and Ray immediately stood nicely,
ignoring what had happened only a minute ago. "Hello Danielle, Hello Ray" Ray bowed, leaving Danielle to reply "Hello, Grand Sorceress, welcome
to my hideaway." Danielle did an impromptu curtsy, desperately trying not to fall.... Show more content on Helpwriting.net ...
Please, refer to me as Amber, you are my student, yes, but you are also like a sister to me." The only thing Danielle managed to stuttered out was "
I'm sorry Gra– Amber. I'm sorry Amber." Amber had a soft smile on her face, which disappeared as soon as she started to speak. "Now let's discuss
the happenings of this realm, pacifically the past few days. We will discuss in my realm. It will be more secure." Danielle quickly turned to Ray
"Guard this hideaway with your life. This place has decades of magical history and all of my research of warlocks." Ray gave a simple nod. Danielle
and Amber quickly left in a flurry of light. Ray paced around the perimeter of the hideaway, after a minute of Danielle and Amber being in another
realm, the attackers

Personal Opinion Regarding Education and High Taxes
I was in fourth grade, and we used paper and pencil. Then we switched to the flip program. I liked it but now we have to raise taxes to keep it. We don't
even need it! I Think we should get rid of flip, because if we kept flip we would have to raise the taxes, kids need to learn how to research with a book
when they need it, they need to get used to using pencil and paper more than typing, and it will increase the chances of cyber bullying. Taxes these days
are high enough, and raising the taxes even more will not help at all. The more the taxes we have to pay the slower the economy moves and the
higher unemployment. Besides, our tax system grows too progressively already! If we raise the taxes even more it COULD cause fights over taxes
being too high.Think about the people who barely have enough money to pay for their taxes already. Us raising it would make it worse.It could even
effect you!"A democracy is three wolves and one sheep voting on what's for dinner." Neil Boor.
Think, you're on a computer and you are researching piranhas. It says piranhas can grow as big as a small car! Then you go tell a parent or friend
who has had piranhas before. They say that's wrong and what you used is not trustworthy (true story). You see websites might not be trustworthy or
have what you are looking for, but on the other hand books are almost always right (unless outdated). So I should of used a book instead of the internet,
but what if my teacher only taught how to research with the

Butterfly : A Short Story : Princess Eclipsa Butterfly
The pervasive darkness in the Forest of Certain Death marked everything with a pale, comforting gloom. The buzz and chirp of insects were a
familiar background concerto for Princess Eclipsa Butterfly as she ambled through the woods. Her legs and feet were covered by ebony trousers
and hiking boots that aided her in evading the spiky trunks of trees. Her dark purple blouse with its long sleeves and high neckline shielded her
from the forest's nightly, cooler air. For being twelve years old, she thought she knew her way around this forest quite well without the use of the
magical, yet safer, pathways her fellow Mewmans relied upon. Thinking about how long I've been sneaking out to play here, that comes as no
surprise. She thought, feeling a swell of pride at her own resourcefulness and intimate knowledge of the woodland. Eclipsa paused in her walk to
look up at a group of bleeding willow trees, keeping the hood of her black cloak in place on her head, which helped her blend into her surroundings.
The snowy–white, spiky trunks of the trees stood firm even in the greatest challenges. There were some with thick branches that grew upward as if
reaching for the sky with their enflamed leaves. Others possessed skeleton thin branches that were flexible and strong, bending without breaking as
they hung down in blood red clusters. A small smile graced her lips as she admired their crimson beauty and danger. They were always her favourite
trees in this forest due to how

Starlight And Trixie : Twilight And Twilight
"Starlight and Trixie...how can I put this?" "It's alright, Cadance," said Twilight. "I'll tell them." "Tell us what?" Trixie queried. Starlight Glimmer was
just as anxious to know. Twilight sighed. "We just had another encounter with Stellas Spatium; he was able to break through the city's defences with aid
from one of its residents. Me and my friends tried to use the elements of harmony against him–it didn't work! It turns out he was pursuing the elements
to transform them into the 'Dark Elements'! Pinkie Pie, Rarity, Rainbow Dash and Applejack have all become the exact opposite of what they stand
for, and are now serving Spatium. In other words, I gain no pleasure saying it, but there's even less hope than there was before!" "We can't just give
up!" Trixie protested. "I wouldn't even suggest such a ridiculous course of action for even a single moment," said Twilight. "I think the very first one
we take should be re–rendezvousing with my family and Fluttershy," Cadance offered. "Strength in numbers, you know?" The others nodded, and all
departed, with Tirek, of course, being the exception to this. The sky darkened, and the air became irritatingly chilly, as if it had no concern for its ill
effects on ponies. As the atmosphere became increasingly gloomy, so too did the group's moods; even Trixie, despite what she had voiced, could not
help feeling utterly hopeless. ––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––– "Stellas Spatium?"
The

The Spirit Of The Warriors
When she was born, her mother, Leonie the Strong looked at her with love in her heart that spilled out into her eyes and was upon her face for all
to see. Her father Kevin the Unsure, loved her also and showed his love by working hard, for that was all he knew. He worked day and night
cooking food for the winged warriors to keep them strong. He wished to spend more time with his family, but felt easier in the presence of the
warriors. Naming day came and after much consideration Leonie the Strong decided to call the little one Vicki–ann; a magical two–fold name that
means strong one who can call upon her ancestors for protection. All was well and Vicki–ann grew strong and was happy. She was too young to know
about the world around her and was safe in her own little world. She gained a sister Jo–anne and the two little girls didn't know that tragedy was just
around the corner, lurking in the shape of a Taniwha, Waipero (alcohol). Their mother had met Waipero numerous times and was familiar with his wily
ways – this is told in another story. Suffice to say that they were old foes. The girls' father could not protect the family. He was lost in a great
sadness and confusion that his family had grown apart and he felt powerless to stop it. Leonie was weak and desperate from another onslaught with
no protection and called upon the help of a wizened old man who promised aid. He took Leonie and her daughters away and she went willingly for
she was weary of the battle

Cloaked Short Story
Johnny isn't your everyday hero, he had no supernatural strength, speed, or intelligence. He was your average teenager working at a shoe repair in
South Beach, Miami at a luxury hotel, until on February 18, 2011, a little magic changed everything. Cloaked was written by Alex Flinn, and the
genre of Cloaked is fiction. Johnny is a 17 year old teenager that works at a shoe repair in South Beach, Miami. He tries making extra money for
his mother, since his father mysteriously disappeared. He had a passion and a dream to go to college and someday make shoes for a living. One day,
as Johnny starts to walk to his shop he notices that the lobby was flooded with people. Johnny took a closer look and notices that princess Victorianna
of Aloria was the reason the hotel was so crowded. Johnny sees that she could be his big chance to get known if she wore his shoes. So, Johnny meets
up with the princess and she convinces Johnny to go on a quest to find her brother that has been turned into a frog by an evil witch. Johnny accepts the
quest because Johnny would receives unlimited amounts of money and the privilege of marrying the beautiful princess if he found him. Johnny's best
friend Meg, strongly disagrees with him talking to the princess at all. Johnny makes up a story to meg and goes anyways to find the prince with only
a magical cloak and an earpiece that allows to communicate with animals that have been human. Meg gives Johnny a lucky ring for good luck. Johnny
goes out

Conspiracy Theory Of Pizzagate
The spread of fake news can be detrimental and life altering without checking the validity of sources and facts before passing on such news to others.
Pizzagate was a conspiracy theory that went viral during the 2016 Presidential Election campaign, which alleged there was a child–sex ring taking
place and the top Democrats had something to do with it (Pizzagate: A Slice of Fake News). Some believe it all started when John Podesta, Hillary
Clinton's campaign manager, had his email account hacked. Tons of emails were leaked and made public. His emails were said to contain coded
messages that referred to human trafficking and were also connected to the Comet Ping Pong pizza parlor ("Pizzagate: A Slice of Fake News). James
Alefantis is the owner of the Comet Ping Pong and also an acquaintance of Podesta. One email did contain Podesta and Alefantis discussing a
fundraiser idea for Hillary Clinton, but no talk happened about the alleged child–sex ring. While this 'news' was spreading fast, Alefantis and his forty
plus employees were receiving deaths threats, negative tweets on Twitter and Facebook, and facing harassing altercations with strangers. The staff
observed social media outlets and "counted five #pizzagate Twitter posts a minute" at one point (Kang). Alefantis himself said that, "From this insane,
fabricated conspiracy theory, we've come under constant assault." (Kang) The only people that know what is true in the Pizzagate conspiracy theory
are the ones who are

Research Paper On Frozen
Frozen: A Tale of Two Princesses The fictional movie Frozen is based on the lives of Anna and Elsa, two sisters who are also princesses. Frozen
received many prestigious awards in the film community, such as Academy Awards and Golden Globes. The fact that Frozen proved to be such an
adored and acclaimed movie did not come as a surprise to me. After watching Frozen with my younger daughter, it quickly became one of my favorite
Disney movies due in part to the positive messages it taught throughout the movie. Anna and Elsa are the two main characters in this movie. In the
beginning of the movie, Anna and Elsa have a seemingly unbreakable bond. They are seen building snowmen and playing together like one... Show
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Anna begs Elsa time and time again to play and do things that they did earlier in their childhood. Elsa simply instructs Anna to go away and leave
her alone, since she is not allowed to have contact with anyone for fear her powers might harm them. The movie takes another dark, twisted turn
when Anna and Elsa are both orphaned at a young age when their parents' ship is overturned at sea. Following their parents' death, it is learned that
Elsa will become the new Queen. The castle doors have remained locked for years in an effort to hide Elsa's powers from the Kingdom of Arrendele.
To celebrate Elsa becoming Arrendele's new queen, acoronation celebration is held inside the castle. Elsa is apprehensive and anxious about the
ceremony. She fears that the kingdom will learn of the powers she has been desperately trying to conceal her entire life. Anna sees the coronation
ceremony as a
chance to interact with new faces and host an extravagant ball. While Anna craves for attention and interaction, Elsa shies away from new people and
feels threatened by outsiders. Being that Anna is the hopeless romantic in the story, she is quick to fall inlove with Prince Hans, almost immediately
after they meet. Anna asks Elsa for her blessing to marry Hans. Elsa, being level–headed and the more rational of the two, quickly denies Anna's
request. An argument soon follows, and Elsa is

The Pride And Joy Of The Family
They 've always called me superstitious, even mad. They 've always called the happening a "coincedence." But I know better – and so does Uncle Van,
if he is still alive. It occured late at night. Not a particularly blustery, terrifying, or paralyzing night. On the contrary, it was rather ordinary, with a light
dusting of snow on the pavement. After a round of holiday excursions, an uneventful evening with just the family (such as it was) was quite welcome,
though others might have called it depressing. We were all gathered around the fire, on the last night of the old year. Julie, the veritable pride and joy
of the family, was there, and so were my father and mother, little Ross, and a small army of aunts, uncles, and cousins. And then of course, there was
Uncle Van. Uncle Van was semi
–legendary in the family. Nobody knew much about him. Why he had shown up at all was a mystery in itself. He
looked quite young, but he was old. No one knew how old. His hair was graying only at the edges, and he step was brisk and lively. His age was only
betrayed in his old, old, eyes. Uncle Van possessed a certain genius for storytelling. I confess that I had spent many of the previous weeks making
eyes at Julie, who had come to stay for the holidays. But for hours, Uncle Van had held us under a spell, and we sat as wide eyed and open mouthed
as any naive
babe and listened to the tales of myth, mystery, and magic that he told us. Even to this day, I

Short Story : ' The ' N Hard Man '
Hey! Welcome back. This chapter may take a while to be completely finished, cause creating a characters history is frick 'n hard man. At least I have a
time period, and characters. Thanks Hiro!
–Year x377–
[Narrator POV]
It was a day in the middle of spring, and it couldn 't have been more perfect, for it had been raining for many days previous. As if the universe new
the events that were about to unfold, and wanted to give the children a final parting gift, for it was their final day in this time. There was a village
filled, with blue haired individuals, itching in anticipation as they watched the gate, and those who were going to use it. The strangest part of it, was
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"Go. Remember, that once you are there. Search for for..." He was cut of as a bloodcurdling roar was suddenly heard. There was only one creature with
a roar that terrible. "ANNA YOU MUST OPEN IT NOW. BEFORE HE GETS HERE! Take Polaris. I will try and hold it off as long as I can." The
celestial mage was startled out of her shock. She looked to the sky, and saw a black and blue dragon, unlike any she had seen before, approaching. She
hadn 't seen it before, but she knew who or rather what it was. Acnologia. He was approaching fast from the north and so she needed to take action.
"Come forth, spirits of the heavens!" The twelve zodiac keys she held in her hand began to glow, and lifted out of her hand. They formed a circle in
front of the gate, and Anna pushed with her hand, sending the keys into the gates keyholes. The gate opened without a sound, and Anna ushered the
frightened children in. Just then, the dragon of the apocalypse crashed down into the village, crushing and scattering the stargazers. The celestial
mage was desperately trying to close the gate, but it was closing too slow. She turned and stood in fear as the black dragon began charging it 's roar.
*ROOOAR!* Time seemed to slow down for the blond woman. 'This is the end ' she thought. The roar never reached her. 'What happened? And where
did the dragon go? ' She was astonished. Acnologia was gone, but what happened? ' That was when she saw Sirius. 'Oh no! ' She rushed to his side.

Speech On Funny Punctuation Mistakes
Some of the Most Funny Punctuation Mistakes People Make
Funny punctuation mistakes with the use of the apostrophe takes on a funny turn as they seem to crop up in many public places. From being inserted
in the wrong place or being left out, produces an assortment of funny punctuation errors that are quite generic.
Avoid Funny Punctuation Mistakes with the Apostrophe
In proper English grammar, apostrophes are used to show an abbreviation or ownership. Below is an explanation on how to avoid making funny
punctuation mistakes when using the apostrophe.
Funny Punctuation Mistakes by Showing Ownership
To show ownership the apostrophe is place next to the name of the owner and before the letter s:
Example: Jim's car. Ana's books are on top of the table.
If there is more than one owner, the ... Show more content on Helpwriting.net ...
Finding results for a punctuation or grammar query makes the writer confident enough to correct the misspelled word into the given suggestion or
search for a better one. This also goes true when you check punctuation marks on the internet.
Use Punctuation Marks Checker for Commas
Punctuation marks checker must be constantly use to check for comma placement mistakes. Take note that in an introductory sentence, a comma must
separate the introductory phrase from the other parts of the sentence. If a group of words is present at the beginning of a sentence that gives more
information separate them with a comma.
Example: Before going to sleep, he went out to check if the door is closed.
Use commas between all words in a series even before the coordinating conjunction
Example: During Christmas, mother cooked pot roast chicken, potato salad, and lemon cream

Descriptive Essay About Prisma
Once upon a time there was a faraway land called Prisma. The population of this kingdom is twenty–four thousand, one hundred and forty people. It is
on the east side of the Emerald Kingdom. Prisma is ruled by one of the best kings that people will ever meet and his name is Luke. King Luke has a
wife named Annabelle, together they have five kids named James, Serenia, Megan, Liam and Ella. They also have a dog named Sugar and a cat named
Thalia. They were the happiest family in the kingdom. King Luke was the kindest, most caring, sweetest, loyal, loving, funny, and down to earth king
you will ever meet. Before he became the king, he used to be an artist and sculptor. Queen Annabelle was kind and nurturing. She used to be a normal
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Why can 't someone else go on the quest to help him? Father, please don 't go, this kingdom needs you," she cried. "Sweetheart, it will only be for
a month or two. Your uncle got himself into trouble and needs help," her told her. "Okay, well that 's not your fault, that is his own fault, but
whatever, I 'll just go finish my paintings. Love you father," she said with a bit of a sassy voice. "Alright, promise me that you will continue this art.
You 've gained so much knowledge. You found your talent. Keep it up," encouraging her to keep up the good work. "I will," she told him as she left
the room. Little did her father know that she was starting to develop a passion for Photography. After her father left for the quest her cat Thalia went
missing, but her mother said she passed away. Little did she know, that Thalia was thrown out by her mother. The quest was supposed to be only a
month or two no longer than that like he told her. After six months past by, King Luke never returned back home. So she thought the quest was taking
longer than expected. She started thinking to herself, "What if he never found uncle Edward, yet? What if uncle Edward lied to father and wants to kill
him? No, he wouldn 't do that. He would never kill his own brother." Seconds turned into minutes. Minutes turned into hours. Hours turned into days.
Days turned into weeks. Weeks turned into months. Months turned into years. Six years has past by, and he still never returned home. James is

Neuron-Personal Narrative
Having somewhat of an idea of where we were, I dragged Curzon's limp body out of the boat. He seemed better than he was in the prison, but not as
cheery as the day we met. I knew they would by now there would be posters everywhere displaying that we should be turned in. I scampered into the
woods dragging Curzon like a tail on a dog. I noticed a small, rotting shack. Hopefully no one was home. The door creaked as we went in. It was dark
except for a crack through they ceiling that displayed a beckoning skylight. It called me like my mother. I walked over and touched it. I looked up to
see a door, the size fit for a dwarf. "Where are you" Curzon shouted. He spotted me and limped over. I showed him the door and opened it. Suddenly,...
He talked about he they were a war tribe called the Kolwasupigder and how there were many other tribes all fighting against each other because of the
index. The index was a powerful book of spells that could be used to conquer the elven land. With nothing else to do Curzon and I agree to fight for
the Kolwasupigder. They hand us our equipment consisting of a spear, a shield, and a futuristic watch they can bend space. There was one rule,
once you were in the fight if you backed out you would be eliminated from that round and all to come. Rudolf informed us there would be 15
battles 13 of already done. The scores were Jerqusit 6 wins, Kolwasupigder 5 wins, Dukterin 2 wins, and Sapololo with 0. Whoever gets the most
wins by the 14th battle gets the index for 4 years. Dukterin currently holds the index and is not in the mood to give it up. The next battle started in
1 hour. Curzon and I ate the last of my apples in our food bag and were ready. We went up to Rudolf and asked where it started he walked us 3 or 4
miles out from the shack and found a piece of Swiss cheese and said, "Right here." He told us to click our watches and suddenly I was in a long dark
tunnel. I started sprinting for the end and turned a corner. I see a huge cavity and run in. Instantly, I was barraged with arrows and instinctively hold
my shield up to protect myself. I wanted to experiment with my watch. I menacingly through my spear at the red–hatted elf and once it made impact I
pressed the watch and the spear turned around I caught it. I got the sense my team was green because they were the only color not trying to kill
me. I spot an elf wearing all black. I see three red elves charge at him with swords. He immediately desenagrates all of them with a lighting spell. He
must have the index, I think. I run, but he hits my foot. My foot was gone and my ankle was bleeding profusely. I pressed my watch. I was out of the
cheese and started

Creative Writing: Ebon
Ebon was awake first the next morning. He was still tired, but he figured they had to move quickly. He stood up and slung his knapsack over he
shoulder. He wanted to search for their campsite from the previous night. He walked over and shook Ilene awake. They were both wet with morning
dew. I guess it's refreshing. Ebon thought. "Wha... Oh. Hey Ebon. Good morning." she mumbled sleepily. "We had better go looking for our
campsite." Ebon said. Ilene rolled over and did not get up. Ebon sighed. "Well, you asked for it." He stretched out his hand. "Mittuam." he whispered.
Water sprayed out of his hand and splashed all over Ilene. She coughed and stood up, frustrated. "What was that for!?" Ebon shrugged. "You wouldn't
get up." She huffed.... Show more content on Helpwriting.net ...
Have you done it before?" "Only as practice with Master Eldon. I never actually needed to use it." "Don't worry. I'm fine. Really I am." Ebon
grinned. "You're a pretty good liar." Ilene set her jaw. Her eyes blazed a warning. "I've had plenty of practice." Ebon quickly changed the subject.
"Are you hungry?" She looked at her stomach. "Famished." she replied. "Let's hope the inn at this town is better than the last." Ebon said. "You
would not believe how bad the food was." "Yeah. I've gotten pretty sick of dried meat and that cracker stuff. Lucius did not have a good sense of
taste." she frowned as she remembered her brother. Ebon shook his head. It was hard to make conversation with her without bringing out an element
of their pasts. They stood in awkward silence until the came to the gate of the town. The guards that stood on either side walked up to them. One
gestured to Ilene's makeshift sling. "That's an interesting sling." he said in a gruff voice. "Um..." Ebon racked his brain for an excuse. "Our mother
made it for us." Ilene said quickly. "Just before she died, she made it out of the rarest material she could find, and gave it to my brother and me." Ebon
nodded. "Yes. It's difficult to talk

Editing Proofreading
Editing and Proofreading
This handout provides some tips and strategies for revising your writing. To give you a chance to practice proofreading, we have left seven errors
(three spelling errors, two punctuation errors, and two grammatical errors) in the text of this handout. See if you can spot them!
Is editing the same thing as proofreading?
Although many people use the terms interchangeably, editing and proofreading are two different stages of the revision process. Both demand close and
careful reading, but they focus on different aspects of the writing and employ different techniques.
Some tips that apply to both editing and proofreading
п‚· Get some distance from the text! It's hard to edit or proofread a paper that you've just finished ... Show more content on Helpwriting.net ...
When you read silently or too quickly, you may skip over errors or make unconscious corrections. п‚· Separate the text into individual sentences.
This is another technique to help you to read every sentence carefully. Simply press the return key after every period so that every line begins a new
sentence. Then read each sentence separately, looking for grammar, punctuation, or spelling errors. If you're working with a printed copy, try using an
opaque object like a ruler or a piece of paper to isolate the line you're working on.
п‚· Circle every punctuation mark. This forces you to look at each one. As you circle, ask yourself if the punctuation is correct.
п‚· Read the paper backwards. This technique is helpful for checking spelling. Start with the last word on the last page and work your way back to the
beginning, reading each word separately. Because content, punctuation, and grammar won't make any sense, your focus will be entirely on the spelling
of each word.
You can also read backwards sentence by sentence to check grammar; this will help you avoid becoming distracted by content issues.
п‚· Proofreading is a learning process. You're not just looking for errors that

Fighting For Love Essay : Fighting For Love
Fighting for Love
It was a cold monday night when two families decided that they didn't want to take care of there kids so they drove to this little town on the other
side of the bridge and just left them alone wandering in the woods. The boy's name was Justin and he was only six years old they had told him that
they would be back but they lied and just took off. Jasmin was only five years old and they told her that they were going to play hide and seek but
they also lied to her. Justin started to walk and look for his parents but instead he saw Jasmin crying for help and he decided to help her out. Justin
asked Jasmin "What are you doing out here it's so cold here have my jacket" Jasmin then told him "My parents said that we were playing hide and
seek, but I saw them leave me here all alone". Justin then told her that his parents would come for him but they never did so he decided to look for
them himself. They both got together to look for there parents it was getting late already and they heard wolves howling so they decided to walk
to the little town to find somewhere to stay and sleep or call their parents.When they got to the little town which was name riverdale they started to
ask for help but no one wanted to help out a pair of kids. They started to walk further and they saw this bride that had shade so they decided to stay
there for the night. As the years pass they decided to give up on finding their parents and started to focus on surviving on this small town. Justin was
now 17 years old and Jasmin was 16 years old and since they were leaving under the bridge for a long time they haven't seen people that much cause
they never go out just to go hunt or look for food in the woods. They were getting tired of hunting and looking for food in the woods so they decided
to go to the little town to get some regular food. They were a bit scare to go because they haven't seen people for a while. Not to mention that the
clothes they had on didn't fit them anymore. They decided to start walking to the little town and people looked at them all weird. They try and ask for
help but they get scare of the people because the people keep on staring at them weird and telling them bad stuff. Justin and Jasmin see

My First Ever Defence Against The Dark Arts Lesson
Lesson 1: Introduction
Yesterday was my first ever Defence Against the Dark Arts lesson! I can tell it's going to be my favourite subject, well, maybe joint favourite along
with Charms. We met our Professor, Melanie Silvers, who seems absolutely lovely. I've heard stories about how lots of professors in the past, before
the Second Wizarding War, ended up having to leave after only one year, so I hope that doesn't happen to Professor Silvers. We received our syllabus,
which looks so exciting! So many different spells and creatures to look at each week!
We learned two incantations yesterday; theWand–Lighting Charm and the Wand–Extinguishing Charm, and I have been practising them both in my
spare time. The Wand–Lighting Charm, Lumos, ... Show more content on Helpwriting.net ...
After another few attempts, the light was significantly more yellow in colour, and I felt very pleased with this outcome.
The Wand–Extinguishing Charm, Nox, is a lot easier to use. At first, it took me a few attempts to get it right, but I can successfully use it each time I
require the effects of Lumos to be removed. It feels really exciting to be using a spell that simple requires a flick of the wrist and a short word!
Lesson 2: Bright Lights and a Little Softener
A few days ago we learned about Verdimillious and Spongify. I have since had the chance to try out both of them!
On Monday evening, I was running through the grounds to get back into the Castle before dark, when I tripped on a tree root and fell over. I think
I was unconscious for some time and when I awoke it was quite dark. I tried to move, but I had broken my ankle. I needed to find a way of alerting
someone to where I was. My muggle grandfather had taught me Morse code when I was younger, so I thought I might be able to use it with Lumos to
attract attention. My head hurt and I wasn't able to concentrate properly, so after saying "Lumos!" I could only see a faint white light that wouldn't
really attract any attention at all. I realise now that I had forgotten to think about charging the spell properly! I took a few moments to rest.
I thought about Verdimillious too. I had picked it up pretty easily over the last

Underdark Narrative
go forth into the underdark!""I know." She said in a disputed voice; I replied in what I hoped was a happy tone. "Do you want some ice cream?"
She flared up, and asked "What flavor?" "Your favorite Cookie Dough!" I relied. When I swept into the kitchen, got the ice cream I cept in the
back of the fridge and grabbed two spoons. Then went back to the living room, and sat down on the couch, handed her the spoon and opened up the
ice cream. We finished it of together. After we were done we both head off to bed we laid down and went to sleep. Capture 2 I woke up to a banging at
the door, I got dressed quickly and ran to the door. A city official stood before me, said in a rather proud tone... "You have been selected to participate
in the... Show more content on Helpwriting.net ...
I responded with more or less gees I started and the door opened after I said "the green hunter" I entered the room and it was a what had to be at
least a hundred leavers and spear in the center of the room was a spear which had sun shining down it looked it had blasted through over one
thousand feet of stone I muttered to myself "holy shit I didn't realize we were that fair down" the spear was mostly blue with there bing silver
wrapping around it kinda like a candy cane and with the spear head also being silver I pulled it out of the ground feeling the raw electrical energy
it was huge and the weapon felt as if it head been drained of most of it's energy and also like it was going to replenish over time I looked at the
letters and said fuck this I'm going down the path of stragath I headed to the other side going through the door on the other side there was what
looked to be an earth golem and as I entered the room the door slammed behind me and the golem came to life rushing toward me in a panicked
movemen I ran toward it and spun the spear around to land a hit on its shoulder and unlike I had expected instead of making a dent it cut its entire
arm of cutting through the steal like it was paper it stuttered back and from where the wound it had received the strict vines and branches lanced
toward me if I haded ducked they would have impling me but instead they sailed by smashing into the rock crushing it after that I spun on one heel
spring around slicing through it

Critical English Essay
Critical Essay
Humanity lives in an age of new and exciting technologies that enables people to improve their writing skills and enhance their reading abilities. This
digital age where communication is instant and knowledge is just a Google search away has mean that language has had to evolve and change with the
times. The digitalisation of books in inventions such as an e–book reader, the rise of new technologies such as mobile phones with their use of
emoticons, the use of the internet in the development of the English language through communication on social media, and the use of spell–checker to
help with writing assignments and typing up stories as well as a potential tool to save lives through prevention are ... Show more content on
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Abbreviations, acronyms and emoticons have all been put into use through billions of text messages. The one hundred and sixty character limit has
meant that proper spelling and grammar has to give way to a more practical form of communicating. Daily Mail columnist John Humphrys in his
article 'I H8 txt messages: How English is ruing our language' thinks that people who text are doing what 'Genghis Khan did to his neighbours eight
hundred years ago.' (Humphrys 2007). However, as author Henry Hitchings in his book A History of Proper English (Hitchings 2011) points out
the comparison '...is not the same in fact or in spirit....' (Hitchings 2011 p 296) as people who text know the difference between writing for
schoolwork and writing for their friends (p. 296). Although mobile messaging may be crude compared to the more civilised form of English, it
still has some benefits. For example the asterisk symbol has been used as a way of correcting mistakes (Collister 2015). It is a way to 'avoid a
conversational detour.' (Collister 2015). People can use the asterisk symbol instead of wasting precious time trying to fix their mistake. The asterisk
symbol, adopted by the technologically minded (Collister 2015), is a great and quick way of fixing mistakes but still maintaining that flow of
conversation. An emoticon can also help to '...add meaning to a message or express meaning all on their own.' (Collister 2015). People can use
emoticons to express a range of emotions from happiness to anger and people will be able to understand what they mean. The invention of mobile
phones, through the use of symbols and emoticons to express emotions or fix mistakes, have helped language to evolve, and thereby improving writing
and reading skills through the promotion of flexibility, by ensuring that not all communications is just through

Write An Essay On The Event In Las Vegas
When a human life is taken unexpectedly it's unfortunate; when 58 people are murdered and 489 others wounded then it is a cataclysmic disaster.
This is exactly what happened on what was meant to be a fun filled night in Las Vegas the evening of October 1, 2017. Thousands gathered in the
"Sin City" to enjoy an outdoor concert when fire opened unexpectedly on all those innocent lives. I distinctly remember waking up the following
morning, turning on the news to reveal the carnage, and feeling a sense of despair at the atrocity that took place and lives taken because of one
deranged man. At first, accurate news was reported as the details of the mass murder unfolded. Soon after, accurate news was jumbling with fake news
such as there was... Show more content on Helpwriting.net ...
Most major sites have expertise in the area they talk about and will back up their claims with quotes from highly regarded professionals. As a
result of the heavy social media usage among the upcoming generation combined with the fact that large quantities of people gather their
information from these social media sites, it is imperative that the issue of fake news is addressed. The social media platform is the ideal breeding
grounds for fake news since information can be spread with the click of a button with little to no fact checking. The reader must remember that fake
news exists solely to provoke a response and if the material seems outlandish or impractical, then it probably is. One way to address the growing
problem is to question what we read. We should get in the habit of comparing the information provided to other sources to see if the facts line up. Also,
Melissa Zimdars offers solid advice by assessing the domain. Information from washigntonpost.com.co, NBCnews.com.co. ABCnews.com.co,
UnderGroundNewsReport.com, nationalreport.net, and many others are fake news. Lastly, becoming aware with the more common fake news sites is
another way to combat spreading of fake news. By doing so, one can start reporting the fake news to the social media administrator and blocking
further information from those sites. If we can all make an effort to question the sources and information we read then we can take the

Creative Story : A Short Story
Jack smiled as he walked down the street to Chris's house, he had already had breakfast but knew he could expect another once he got there. Jack
glanced over the water at the brightening sky. The sun had not risen yet today but there was already signs of activity in the city, workers moving
around the port, ships getting ready to sail, and several small shops opening their doors. However, as he moved inward past the common district and
into the bureaucratic district people were only just beginning to awake, though of course it was already in the third hour of morning. He also knew
that Chris would still be in bed at this time, and expected he would arrive at Chris's house soon after he arose.
He and Chris had met 10 years ago when Jack had been wandering around the port, Chris was there because his parents had brought him, he was
walking towards the large crane at the port. Chris was too small to be noticed by the men working the crane, but Jack had good eyes and noticed him
wandering toward the crane. Jack knew even then, his father had told him many times, that being around cranes that were in use was dangerous. He
cried out for the boy he saw to stop, but the boy ignored him and began running, so he raced after him and shouted for him to stop again. At this sound
the man who was about to start the crane noticed the boy running over and picked him up and brought him back to his parents, and that was how they
met.
By the time Jack had reached Chris's front door he was

Descriptive Essay Roommate
I went back into my dorm room. I sat my things down on the kitchen table and turned to the fridge, opening to get a drink of water as I was literally
dying of thirst.
"Are you my roommate?" I jumped and quickly turned around. My roommate's appearance that I just met now, has a light brown bob cut, rounded
glasses with grey eyes, wearing a casual navy blue dress with a red leather belt. She stood near the table with her boxes and bags and I gave her a calm
look, with a gentle smile.
"Oh yes, my name's Elaine. Nice to meet you, and you are?"
"I'm Kira. Sorry I came here a bit late, traffic." She gave a little laugh and I accepted it. We began to sit down on the kitchen table and got to know
each other as we kept talking, it seemed to be that she is also new, in my classes, and we could somehow relate with each other on our likes, dislikes,
choices, and other little things. Kira is one of those people who is an introvert at first, but when you get to talk to her more, she seems to be more
easygoing and very kind and friendly.
"Hmm, what to do, what to do." I say as I roam around in my small room after saying our goodnights to each other after our time talking. I decided to
lay on the queen sized bed, with my choice of own sheets that are pink polka dots with a grey background. My walls are a beige colour as everything
else were to be only filled with other colours, mixed with plain such as brown and black.
"Elaine, Elaine, Elaine, where are you.." I woke up frightenedly,

I Walk Through The Door Of My Team House
~Valerie ~
I walk through the door of my team house. Seeing Professor Carl, and Mrs. Saren, on my couch.
"No, absolutely not!" I shove them through the door and close it.
"Open the door, V." I turn around and see one of my two team mates.
Lydia has long midnight black hair to her waist, golden tan skin, and bright exotic brown eyes. She is the same height as me, about mid height, 5ft
even. She has muscular build, me being more muscular and built of the three. I pull the door open. Glaring my hardest at our bosses. "Hello, girls!"
Mrs. Saren shrieks happily. I groan at her happy go lucky voice. She is extremely beautiful, even for siren standards. She had long hair the color
always changing, long nails the paint neon blue, she had white ... Show more content on Helpwriting.net ...
I struggled then just slumped. Cursing under my breath.
"What 's the mission?" I asked. Mrs. Saren laughed at us.
"Five were–creatures were stolen by the humans!" she shrieked. I growled. The worst thing is when your kind are stolen. I growled and sent an
electric current through the air. They shrieked, and I apologized.
"In one hour the guards will shift, and there will be a lull in the guard. At this time strike, hard fast and deadly. The humans are already
experimenting on them." I nodded and Mrs. Saren and Carl left. I nodded to Lydia and she lifted her spell. We split to our rooms to prepare. I
pulled on a black shirt, a black leather jacket, a pair of leather pants, and leather combat boots. Leather is one of the few materials that help mask a
presence. Every loving things presence is their aura which mages use to cast magic. I then went into my weapon drawer. I pulled out my sheaths and
attached them to my clothes. Hidden, but in perfect reach. I had a boot knife, four daggers, five throwing knives, brass knuckles, one Korean war fan
that conceals throwing stars and knives, sais, and twin daggers. I shifted a few times to make sure everything was secured. I read over my passage
of my werecat assassin code, then met the others in the hall. Lydia wore a stylish outfit like all mages. Who just had to look beautiful. She rocked a
pair of tight leather pants, black dress like shirt, open leather jacket, and ankle boots with skinny 4 inch heels. Her

The Winged Warriors
Leonie the Strong looked at her newborn daughter with love in her heart that spilled out into her eyes and was upon her face for all to see. Her
father Kevin the Unsure, loved her also and showed his love by working hard, for that was all he knew. He wished to spend more time with his
family, but felt easier in the presence of the winged warriors, cooking for them day and night.
Naming day came and after much consideration Leonie the Strong decided to call the little one Vicki–ann; a magical two–fold name that means strong
one who can call upon her ancestors for protection. She was too young to know about the world around her and was safe. She gained a sister Jo–anne
and the two little girls didn't know that tragedy was just around the corner, lurking in the shape of a Taniwha, Waipero (alcohol).
Leonie had met Waipero numerous times and was familiar with his wiley ways – this is told in another story. Kevin could not protect the family for he
was lost in a great sadness and confusion. His family was growing apart and he felt powerless to stop it. Leonie was desperate after another
onslaught from Waipero and called upon the help of a wizened old man who promised aid. He took Leonie and her daughters away and she went
willingly for she was weary of the battle and did not notice the spell cast upon them. Alas, the wizened old man exacted a cruel price for her devotion.
He took their voices.
As the girls grew they remained silent and became compliant – not the

The Negative Effects Of Technology In Education
The popularity of technology is growing larger and faster than ever. The problem is, we may never be able to catch up to it. The young adolescent
adults seemed to be more interested in technology. Some experts claim that it does more harm than value. In terms of education, technology is
becoming more and more popular and used among many school districts, although this can come with complications and allows students to ease threw
assignments without having to fix their own problems. Also, technology can affect teenagers social abilities and let strangers have access to personal
information.
Education has found its way into the loop of technology. Teachers are using ipads and laptops during class time to help conduct experiments, or share
a presentation. This is allowing the students to gain instant access to the information they are seeking. Students also receive the opportunity to
complete their homework online and print off their assignments instead of just using paper and pencil. Another pro for Technology in Education,
there are countless sources out there which help enhance learning. In one research conducted, they compared the performance of teaching kids how
to read a clock. One group was coached by an online app, another was shown by a toy clock, and the last group was trained by a drawing example.
The results revealed that the children that were taught by the toy and app exceeded the paper drawing group (Galetzka).
However, some would say that within education, the use of technology can influence students to cheat or take the easy way out on their assignments.
"Students today can easily access essays, reports, class notes, tests, etc. online, making it that much more difficult for teachers to know if the work
their students hand in is original" (Ronan). This dilemma interferes with teenagers processing new information. The Internet is a great tool; however,
teens may rely too heavily on it, and worse, believe everything they see. I believe that the internet can be a great source to gain more knowledge,
however, one needs to acknowledge how to effectively use this tool to benefit them. Next, technology helps us complete tedious tasks. For example,
you are writing an essay and you are not an

The Self
Self – assessment test are compelled to let you discover your own weakness and strengths. ( Bethel University, 2014 ). When I first encounter the self –
assessment test I was very nervous, fearing that it may confine, my belief, that I may not be qualified to engage in college courses. After my first self –
assessment test I was very surprised and pleased. I was not as lacking the power to perform in academic field, as I thought.
In this particular self – assessment. I find my weakness, were in more areas than I had imagined. The list consist of ; reading, writing, speaking, time
management skills, self – esteem and confidence, understanding technology, and energy– level. ( Bethel University, 2014 ), The " themes", I feel,
would be low self – esteem and no confidence. At Bethel, the facilitators,want to see us success, as well as we want to success. ( Bethel University,
2014 ).
The self – assessment test, confined my determination, ability to learn, my ability to get along with others, self management and emotional control,
etc. were my strengths. ( Bethel University, 2014 ). My strengths, encloses the facts that I can achieve the knowledge that I need, by focusing on the
challenges, and striving to be successful. As adult learners we are more mature, and much more focused .( Bethel University, 2014 ). My strengths
have and will continue to benefit me in school and life. Determination is a big part of being successful in anything we set our minds to do, Keep
reaching for

Review Of ' It 's Getting More Difficult '
'It's getting more difficult...'
Star smiled as she listened to Marco lamenting on his inability to ask Jackie out. He had been going all morning. From the second that she sat down
for breakfast all she heard was Jackie, Jackie, Jackie, Jackie. Now the name grated on her ears and made her struggle to retain her positivity. She is his
best friend and she needs to support him...no matter how much it hurts.
The truth is that Star has been feeling more than friendly toward her bestie for a while now. It had started after the Blood Moon Ball. They both went
to bed after getting back but the Mewni Princess had remained awake for hours after. She lay there replaying the memory of the mysterious stranger
sweeping her up in his arms and leading her ... Show more content on Helpwriting.net ...
That did not make it hurt any less.
"I guess I'll see you after class then," Marco said.
They had already made it to their first class. The safe kid took his seat at the front while Star slid into hers three rows down. She stared at him for the
entire period.
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Star sat bolt upright in bed later that night. One hand clutched her wand while the other grasped the neckline of her night dress.
'A dream...' she thought, 'or a nightmare.'
She could not decide which.
Star flopped back onto her bed with a sigh, throwing her arm over her forehead. The dream had been about Marco. In it Star had been Jackie and the
safe kid had finally plucked up enough courage to ask her out. It had been a dream come true and the worst gut punch of her life. She did not know if it
was good or bad that she had said yes.
The Mewni Princess laid awake for an hour before rolling out of bed. She could not get back to sleep. The dream kept knocking around in her skull.
She bit her lip in indecision as she eyed her spell book. It would not take much...if she could mow down Ludo and his minions with an army of war
horses it could not be too difficult to...
But it was wrong and when Marco found out, because he would find out, then their friendship would be done. Unless...
Star opened the spell book. Glosserick rolled over with an inelegant snort. She had to say his name a few times before he decided to crack an eye open

Personality In Dante's Inferno
Didn't have enough room to dump all this text on the app =v=/ so here is some more info on Dante.
Personality:
Dante is an introvert who works a lot better with others one on one vs being confronted by a group. Carrying somewhat of a defeatist attitude, he
hates being prejudged but accepts too easily nothing he can do will change how others think of him, so why try right? It's not surprising this is the
reason why he doesn't get along with most people or why he can strongly come off like an ass even when he doesn't mean for it. If somehow his
distant personality doesn't push you away, you'll find that he's actually a silly goofball under the surface, even messing or overly joking around with
those he calls close. Nothing hurts him more then ... Show more content on Helpwriting.net ...
(He shapeshifts into his Amphitere form, the last thing his human form would want and a very, very deadly alter ego. When locked into this spell
Dante can not fight off the monstrous switch in his brain and will become the most unforgiving sadistic creature hell bent on causing as much
damage to anyone and any thing as possible, even to those close to him, heck the closer the better. In this form he can fly, fire a disgusting black
fire ball and tunnel underground with his sharp claws. Speaking of claws, if you get cut by them you will be infected with chromatose. A deadly
virus that only Amphitere blood built an immunity towards. Stage 1 is the cut turning pale followed by black dots forming around the surround
areas. Stage 2 is where it travels over the body causing it to go completely sickly pale with black dots and horrendous cause of coughing up black ooze.
Stage 3, the ooze will fill the host system's body intill it leaks out every crack left and suffocates them from the inside out making for a painful death.
This virus however is not fast and can take up to a couple of days to kill, however if the host has a damaged body or ends up getting more cuts it will
processes much, much faster at an alarming

Academic Roles And Academic Leadership
Introduction Many academic advisers sit on the margins within the academy due to the professionalization, casualization and discursive complexity of
the academic language and learning workforce (Percy, 2011; Stevenson & Kokkinn, 2007). Moreover, academic advisers are also responsible in
providing effective feedback and support to all students internal and external to the university; some considering feedback being the most important
aspect of the assessment practices (Price, Handley, Millar, & O 'Donovan, 2010). Nevertheless, advisers in drop–in centres across Australia are time
restrained and are limited to the amount of editing and proofreading they are willing, or able to do. Moreover, EFL/ESL students are in dire need of
greater grammatical, editing and proofreading support and service from the university. Above and beyond the student and the adviser, tutors further
exacerbate the situation by providing feedback to the student as a product rather than a long term process (Price, Handley, & Millar, 2011). One of
the strategies to deal with this issue is to reconceptualise the objective and role of feedback from advisers and tutors, and to develop more holistic
self–directed and university driven feedback approaches (Merry, Price, Carless, & Taras, 2013, p. 41). One method to reconceptualise this is the
implementation of either a learning centre specific, or institutionally wide grammar checking program. With the developments of artificial intelligence,
algorithmic

I Was A Little Nervous
Part One (329 words):
I was a little nervous about not only trying to perform the Stunning Spell, but also having this spell cast upon me, due to the fact that it renders it's
victim unconscious. I also did not expect the effect to be instantaneous.
Once my partner was ready and stood surrounded by cushions, I raised my wand and brought it back down in a quick slashing motion, "Stupefy!". As
a flash of blue light left my wand towards my partner, she immediately fell backwards onto the cushions. I found it quite difficult to focus on making
the spell effective as I did not want to cause her any permanent harm, however, I found that just thinking about her becoming still was enough to get the
spell to work this time, although I know that ... Show more content on Helpwriting.net ...
I barely thought about how it would affect him before his arms and legs immediately snapped to his sides and he fell face–first into the pile of
cushions. I must admit that I did laugh a little when I saw the look of frustration in his eyes.
Part Two (209 words):
Now we moved onto practicing the counters. Seeing as we had all tried the spells, we decided it was only fair that we all practiced the counters as well.
First, one of my partners performed the Stunning Spell to our other partner and allowed me to practice the counter. Once our partner was on the
ground, I pointed my wand straight at her chest and said "Rennervate". As the bright red light shot from my wand, I kept focusing on her waking up
and sitting up. After a few seconds she did just that, which I was thankful for as my focus was starting to waver a little.
When it came to the Full Body Bind Curse Counter, I volunteered to be the one that needed it. I tried to fight the curse as it hit me, but there was no
way to and I was on the floor in seconds. Laying there I heard one of my partners say "Petrificus Removere" and I could see his wand move in a
clockwise motion before the golden mist started to wrap itself around me. I could feel my muscles start to relax from my toes upwards through my
whole body until I was eventually able to move and sit up.
Extra Credit (605 words):

Walking into Hogsmeade to start my Christmas shopping with a few friends we couldn't help but notice a rather

Dragonet's Story: The Castle Of Dresenalt
Dragonet lost her parents as a baby and reared in the castle of Dresenalt. She was as wild as her red hair, with strands of brown and gold woven
through it. Her eyes were so green with such a brilliance of sparkle and laughter on her lips. She would run in the fields of wild flowers that
surrounded the castle, moreover loved deeply by the king and queen as if she was theirs, and betrothed to their son Airamon and a joy to the whole
kingdom. The kingdom had never known a child quite like her, then on a very cold, chilly night the queen and she was returning from the village
when they disappeared, Captured as a young child, four cycles old, additionally she had no remembrance of her past, or recollection of where she had...
The old woman said in an outrage. "No!" The sorcerers answer her in a trembling voice. "This child serves no purpose, useless to us, make her into a
slave, for the animal Beast; get her out of here medially. We have disgustingly, mollycoddled her long enough under false pretense. She is not thedragon
child as foretold." The old woman entered the sorceries spell chamber; first–time Dragonet had laid eyes on her. She was very old, her eyes floated in
their sockets. The white of her eyes were coal black, hands wrinkled and bone, fingernails long and curved like bird claws. Dragonet was at the spell
book pretending, she was the sorcerer. The old woman slapped her, knocking her down onto the cold stone floor.
"Get out of here this instant; I cannot swallow the sight of you any longer." The old woman was out of control and shook with fury. The sorcerer,
standing next to the old woman's side, pointed at her, "Leave and go to your chambers and do not to leave them." A couple of hours had passed; her
tears could not flow any longer. She lay on her bed, rolled up in a ball, silent as the cold stone walls that surround her. Her door opened, and the
sorcerer and his general, stood there, just stared at her. The general grabbed her, yanking her to her

Ebon: A Fictional Narrative
Ebon continued to mutter every healing spell he knew. First, one to stop the bleeding. Then, he had to cleanse the wound. Finally, he had to close it.
The process was painfully long. Eldon used tell him that life was not supposed to be tampered with. Even saving it was difficult. Still, Ebon had no
one else except Ilene. She had to make it.
After about ten minutes, the wounds were cleaned and beginning to close. Ilene began to wake up. She coughed and leaned forward.
"Wha... What happened?"
Ebon gently pushed her back down. "Rest." He said. "I'll explain it all later."
She leaned back and closed her eyes. She remained still for most of the time except for the occasional grimace when the pain spiked.
Ebon smiled as the wound began to close between ... Show more content on Helpwriting.net ...
He drew his sword and faced the hunter. Even in the moonlight, he could tell by the emblem on the hunter's cloak that he was a Reaper Wolf. How
did the Reaper Wolves find us? Ebon thought. He had killed all of the party that had attacked him. The felt the familiar hurt as the memory stirred.
He shook himself. No time for that now. The Reaper Wolf charged forward. His two daggers gleamed in the moonlight. His hood shaded his face.
His red cloak flapped behind him as he rushed forward. Ebon raised his sword to block the oncoming daggers. He caught one with his blade and
quickly spun to avoid the other. However, he was too slow. The second blade caught him on his side. He felt a horrible stinging sensation as it tore
through his flesh. "AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!" he screamed. He staggered back. The hunter was preparing for another strike. He formed the
buckler of light and scolded himself for not doing it before. This time, he caught both of the blades. He leapt backward and slashed his sword upward.
The hunter flipped backward to avoid the blow. Ebon prepared himself for another strike, then toppled onto the ground as pain knifed through his side

Hayden's Story Essay: The Tragic Death Of Hayden
Do you ever wake up feeling that your life couldn't get any worse? That is how Hayden felt almost every day. Ever since she was one year old
Hayden has lived in the crowded and loud city of New York, New York. That was until her mother had a severe heart attack, and passed away one
day after Hayden's 11th birthday. One month after the tragic death of Hayden's mom, Hayden's dad moved them to California. After the moving
trucks dropped off all of their furniture, Hayden went to explore the beach. When Hayden first got to the beach, she was thrilled to feel the cold
ocean waves crash upon her legs. The water was as clear as glass, and as the waves crashed upon the shore, they looked as white as the clouds above.
After thirty minutes, Hayden decided to cruise on home. For dinner that night, they... Show more content on Helpwriting.net ...
This beach didn't have much sand, and the sun wasn't shining vibrantly. As she looked around, she spotted a super familiar landmark, the Statue
of Liberty. Could it be that she was back in New York, New York? The thought of her being in California earlier this morning was puzzling to think
about, because California is on the other side of the country. Then she realized, she had made a wish. Therefore many questions swirled around her
head, like is her mom really back, and are they living in New York again? Hayden pushed herself up from the sand and before she could even
process her feelings, her legs were speeding across the city to the apartment, where they once lived before. Once she got close to their old apartment,
the thought of her family not being there was startling to scare her. With this fear in the way, she wasn't sure if she should open the door. Suddenly, a
glance of faith pushed her to open the old rusted door. As the door opened the screeching sound the rusted hinges sent chills to Hayden's spine. She
closed her eyes, and was terrified to open

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