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posted by Problematic129
*Poem I wrote for a class project on the holocaust.
DON'T COPY*
Different in ways they couldn't control
Killed for reasons we do not know
Ranging from ages young to old
The innocent people were taken from homes
Soulless people did not care
That the Jewish were in despair
Concentration camps ending their screams
Breaking apart their families
Not once did they do anything wrong
They opened their mouths and sang a sad song
Years went by and еще pain came
Until on one very special day
As one we all saved
The survivors of the Holocaust
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. Ты dust off your world literature
anthology book, settle down in your Ebert and Roper at the Фильмы theatre chair with
your попкорн and soda in hand, and get ready to issue a “thumbs up” или “thumbs down”
as Ты leaf through the pages. “Literature Review” done. Right?
Wrong! The “literature” of a literature review...
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posted by Rae-Ash
I can see it now
Just how it will be
And don’t even ask how
или what will be the key

I think of all that is lost
And can’t even bare the cost
To know they suffer
But no one will offer
A way out
или a new place
или even a new rout
But to stick your sorrows in a case

I leave her tonight
And don’t give thought to all in sight
Not wanting that pain
As in the ground she is lain

Before I let a single tear go
I turn away
As I sob an ‘Oh’
And say I’m okay
I can’t believe she’s gone
Leaving behind her sweat John
Without saying a single good-bye

In heartache we sigh
Not wanting to cry there
But her spirit surrounds us

We see her everywhere
Form every Главная to every bus
But we can’t медведь to say good-bye
As to us everyone will lie

We fall to the ground in pain
As dirt goes in, where she was lain
And our souls say their last good-bye
posted by Dhampires
Blood spattered everywhere. From the ground trickles of blood managed to reach my cheek.


I stood horrified tears swelled my eyes, my vision going unfocus the pain hit hard causing me to catch my breath. Tears rolled down my cheeks, the scene I'd witnessed far beyond my believe.


Yet I saw it all eye to eye.


She'd fallen at my feet soaked in her own blood. The Обои played over in my head-a deep cut to her side, another to her throat, the final one was a stab just below the heart. I looked away my whole body shaking in fear, outrage and confusion.


I'd miss taken her for dead until I turned...
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posted by saracomet
Once there was a girl her name was Blair. Blair had no Друзья so she went online. Then she found Fanpop. On the first месяц a mean girl was online and Комментарий on Blair's wall. First, the girl wrote on her comment. Then, she called Blair names. Blair tried so hard to just forget about it, but she couldn't so Blair reported her. It got to a point that Blair couldn't go on Fanpop she was scared that the girl would get back on. So Blair told the mean girl that she should back off, and if she post another ugly Комментарий she would Сообщить her that second. Then, Blair's cousin got on Fanpop, and told...
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posted by hgfan5602
It is sad how we must leave each other,
But it is something we must do in life,
So accept the fact that we do,
And leave now.

We go our separate ways in life,
Towards our careers that we prefer.
Although we must leave each other
We still have each other's memories
Tucked safely in our heart.

We leave
But we make new friends
The leaving might break our hearts
We understand that it is something
We must do.

It is something we do
To grow in life
To build character.
We go our separate ways in life
Though sad,
However helpful.
“Who is he?” asked Bloom. I shook my head. “I don’t know…” I said, “That’s why I screamed. Abby walked over to the boy and felt for a pulse. She nodded her head and looked back at me. “He’s alive,” she said, “Just unconscious.” I nodded. “What do Ты propose we do with him?” Abby asked me. I looked at her then over at Bloom. Bloom was looking hopefully at the boy, silently wishing he would be okay. “Take him up to one of the guest bedrooms.” I сказал(-а) without thinking. Abby nodded and grabbed the boy, caressing him in her arms. “As Ты wish, Milady.” She walked...
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When I first met him, I could not comprehend anything… why he was here, where he was from, what had happened to his eye… my name is Nora Fushigi, I am sixteen years old and I live with my little sister, Bloom, in a mansion in England. The год is 1940. World War II was going on then, so I called for Bloom to come live with me out in the country because I was worried about her in the big, huge city of London. When she got here, she was overly happy to see me. “Sissy,” she said, “I’m glad to see Ты again!” Bloom is only six years old, and she still needs to learn some proper manners,...
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posted by hgfan5602
How I long to be back in my sweet haven,
Covered in blankets,
Replenished with water and the works,
Right now.

But.
I am not always so lucky to have one
For I am not your regular kid
Who always is lucky to have everything

For...
I am not a kid
I am not a person with a home
I am...
An infamous vagabond
Known for many cases of murder
And everything that I consider to be
My hobby.

I Любовь being a bad vagabond.
Being bad's how I live.
So live with it.
или get killed.
This.
Very.
Instant.
posted by Faith-Rulz
Fire.
It is destruction.
But yet,
it shines beauty, and;
it is the gift of rebirth,
new beginnings,
the strength that boils within your soul,
bumbling deep inside
beneath the surface
waiting for Ты to
spread your wings like a phoenix,
showering Ты with the fire
waiting to burst to the surface and shine.

Fire,
its energy,
raw and primal energy
one so old,
the flames cry a thousand tears,
of souls Остаться в живых within its flames,
their souls,
live within the fire's kiss
eternally,
becoming one with the fire,
and be reborn,
forever and eternal
as a phoenix...
the soul immortal
as is the fire,
wild, passionate, primodial
can it be tamed?
No. can Любовь be tamed? No
Любовь is like the fires....untamed, unstoppable...
it consumes,
like a fire's kiss.
Do Ты dare to play a fire's game??
posted by NormalcyIsDead
A little girl walked around the open playground, her solid brown eyes looking at the ground, sun shining on her straight auburn hair. It was her first день of секунда Grade at a new school, and she didn’t know anyone there. She much rather liked walking around and looking at all the little bugs and twigs and other stuff she could find, though, instead of playing Tag, или swinging, или making necklaces out of dandelions.

As she stooped down beside the tire house to poke at a little colony of ants, she heard a humming noise. She looked up and saw a little boy about her age, sitting on the top...
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posted by anbonie
He respected bang, but it happened nothing. Anyway they hurried, because clock wasn’t usually wrong. Butler crashed bars.
When they came out of shaft, in cold room was bang. Bodyguard grabbed Pieter and with him ran across the garden and jumped in pond. He knew that pool is connected with house and it is going to be too dangerous to jump in it.
In the pond there were no many chances to survive. And it was late autumn and it was ice on surface.
But they haven’t got any other chance. Butler and Pieter waited for explosion and when they were face to face with огонь they sink. Slave was all time...
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posted by TheFictionists
 Evlynn
Evlynn
Honestly, I never thought I would become a vampire.

Well, I was expecting it..sort of. My parents are distant and weird and awkward. They don't talk much. Well, I don't talk much. In general. Well, ever. I mean, a seventeen-year-old eleventh grader..with bright yellow eyes and blue-black hair..who would want to talk to me. Honsetly, if anyone did, I'd run away. Literally.

Back to my point. So basically waking up to your parents saying, 'Good morning sweetheart, you're grandparents were vampires, and Ты are too' isn't exactly a good morning. I'm not like a old 'I Vant to Svuck Your Bluhd' vampire....
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posted by Shadowvixen49
He sits, staring blankly at the tray таблица seven inches from his face. He leans his head ever so slightly to the right, then ever so slightly to the left, watching the black line jump the sides of his nose. He has watched it every день of his life, always taking it for granted, never questioning its presence. But it is here, on his hands, his pants, his shirt, his nose. It is everywhere, a defining edge, Показ the ending of one yet the beginning of another. It changes from points of view, disappearing in your vision while still existing in your friend’s. It is there but cannot be touched,...
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It's been so long. So long since those opening words were penned in that coffeeshop. So long since we drew scars on our foreheads. So long since we waited for Hogwarts letters. So long since we declared ourselves Potterheads.
Potterhead isn't just a title, it's a way of life. It's twirling sticks and casting spells. It's drinking butterbeer and тыква juice. It's riding brooms and playing Quidditch. It's living the stories we love.
It's hope and love. Eternal glory and surviving день to day. It's the truth of the world. And, perhaps most of all, it's memories.
Potterheads come in different forms,...
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posted by InvadaMiz
The door slowly creaked open, and out came Snowbell, the twins' snow white kitten.The twins sighed, Miyu picked Snowbell up, while Nakku closed and locked the creaky door.There were huge thumping noises coming from upstairs, getting closer to the door.Nakku quickly pulled Miyu back into the safety of the kitchen, their mother's skin was pale, and she had the most terrified look in her widened eyes.
Nakku and Miyu started explaining what had happened when they were in the attic.
"That means she caught up with me then."Their mother said, everyone else had fled to their rooms when the thumping had...
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posted by shenelopefan
Sandra

"A los sueños"

Y se asomaba ella por la ventana y miraba con ojos de desolación el paraje casi silencioso de su barrio. Veía pasar a una mujer con sus hijos, a los niños jugando contentos y a las señoras que pasaban tranquilas por la calle. Sonreía vagamente cuando algún ave volaba cerca de ella. Se escuchaba un sonido lejano de autopista, oyéndose cada tanto el ruidoso motor de un camión. Sin razón aparente ella miraba por la ventana, buscando la respuesta invisible a un interrogante que no existe.

También ella me miraba a mí. Cada tarde, yo salía a tomar sol para despejarme;...
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posted by noahnstar1616
-The Далее Day-
I was still getting over the fact that Cameron called me last night. It was just to ask about Mercury, but he still called me.

I was already downstairs eating cereal.At least that still tasted like cereal and not like meat. After I was done, I gave my bowl to Gram, and left for the school bus.

-At School-
Cameron came up to me again. "Hey Vanessa."

I looked around nervously. "Cameron, no. Ты know we can't be seen together."

"It's okay, Mercury's not here."

Believe it или not, Mercury never missed school.

"Don't Ты see Cameron? She's testing you. She's probably watching us right now."...
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At a peaceful neighborhood of Toyko,Japan an beautiful girl's family becomes no more.While sha was out at here best friend's house for two hours.blood splattering,pain,dieing,and screaming in one house.Police was called but the line was filled.For hours this goes on the girl returns to her peaceful family to her twin brother,older sister,mother,father,and her younger brother.

When she gets her keys to the door she notice that it already opened just a crack though,she is still nervous.She cationusilly opens the door to see her younger brother have the breathe of his to say,"you know one day...
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I believe in my сердце that we shouldn't have to change или selves или stop following our dreams just for someones approval because this is our life and they have to live theirs if we have a dream that our сердце is at then we need to go after it and ignore those haters because they'll make Ты stronger.For example if Ты want to be a singer be a singer,If Ты want to be an Artist be an artist.If Ты want to be different and original than be original because Ты have to fulfill your dreams.If Ты stop because of haters ,you will never feel happy или complete and you'll let the hater win by giving...
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The first time I saw him he was digging ketchup out of a bottle with a knife. he was bent over the desk, red brown hair covering his face. With a crooked grin he turned around to face me.
"want some" he gestured to the big red mess of what I think might have been a sandwich.
"um... Maybe latter" I replayed setting my Книги on the counter. I had just started a new год in high school, and was currently third period aka, Главная Ed class. Probably one of the most unusefull class ever. Well here I am walking in to a class room of new faces, and with just one look at my new partner I know that I defiantly...
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