My letter as a rifle for a nation

Dear Nation;

I am a rifle who has been used by a Jonah. He was a Confederate who began the Civil War at Fort Sumter. I witnessed the mistakes and helped by being his rifle. I noticed the hatred there was in Johnny. I wanted to scream and prevent a war, but I am only a rifle. I suffered through the causes of my use. I write to a nation of unity to forgive me for being his rifle. I knew that when they fired me I would begin the deadliest war among Americans. I, as his rifle, understood that my owner Ruffin, Pvt. Edmund wanted to make a point and was afraid of being over told what to do with his slaves. I heard him night over night in his deep conflict, and I understood I was his only hope. He knew I was his only way on feeling pride. Unfortunately he didn’t know that this was useless because the union or in other words the northern states were gonna win anyway. I feel bad to be the rifle who started a conflict, but what was I to do but to support my owner. I really want everyone to forgive my owner and me because what does a man do with so much anger but destroy not thinking what we are doing. Now that the war is over, in my memory it seems like it was still yesterday. I am held in a coffin where I remember the days where I was used and when I saw all the Confederates with such evil eyes and thoughts. Things happen for a reason I think, but all that I can say now is “Thank God this is over with”. If I was to be used again for another battle, I would really pray for it not to be me, not this rifle again. I have lived ashamed, and I am trying to not feel guilty by asking forgiveness through this letter.


To all the nation sincerely;
This old humble rifle

My Gilded Age Acrostic Words :)

Gold appearance
Inventions
Laissez-Faire
Decisions taken
Expansion
Derived groups

America
Growing union
Engineering era

Fighting for others is different than being nosy !!!

Yeah, sometimes it is ok to get involved in other people's lives.For example it is ok to get involved when people try to take advantage over others who don't have the same knowledge they do. In my opinion that isn't right. If I see someone making someone else feel bad because of their language, race, or other reasons, I would try to make them feel good and stop what is being done to them. If it was a fight among students for their own personal reasons, I would not be nosy because I don't care. So people should mind their own business unless they are asking or in need of help. Nosy people get on everyones nerves. I only get involved when there is enough trust and when it is someone I really know. So there is a limit for everything in life.

Good rich people and the rest!!!!

Some rich people like Shakira and Bill Gates use their money wisely. They use their money for them selfs and donate to organizations or programs to help others. They even give scholarships to students. Not every rich people or artist do this nice blessings others like Paris Hilton or Britney Spears use their money for drugs or other bad habits. Really money can be a problem for some people and good for others. In my opinion I really don't care about money as long as I have enough to live. I have heard a saying from my mom that says "Money is the root to all evil". Well money is needed by everyone, but it is nice when people talk nice and critize well about rich people. Not like other rich people make it become an emberrasment.
Some rich people earn all their money like Bill Gates and Shakira with their skills. Other rich people like Paris Hilton inherite their money from their families and make a waste of it because they haven't earn. So in this era their is a lot of propaganda with rich people doing bad, but everyone recognizes goood people who do good use of their money. We honor and admired millionaires who try to help communities and our population of teens. On ly God knows what will keep on hapening with our celebreties. Hopefully more good rich people will appear.

Consequences of The Mexican American War

The Biggest Argument Ever

Well the biggest argument I have had is with my parents. I could still close my eyes and remember it perfectly. I have never been so mad before until one year and half ago. My parents decided to come to Georgia and leave California. I thought I was going to hate them for ever, but now I actually thank them. I didn't try to avoid the fight because I was in shock when they told me we were leaving. I was a minor so I had no other option than to obey.I crie, screamed, and basically acted in a tutile way. I remember the tears rolling down my eyes with millions of nods in my throat. I couldn't believe it, how could we leave a place so fun like California. Well Ifought against my parents by not talking to them for four months. On the way here, I remember getting into a big depression. I got into a depression because I left my friends, my boyfriend, mybeutiful and nicest teachers of the whole world, my school, and the most important my church. Why would my parents make me feel so bad? I thought not knowing that I was going to make a family here in Georgia. I guess, everything has a purpose but it was just hard for me to understand.
In conclusion, I got convinced that I had to go on and find myself here in Gerorgia. I like my house and the fact that I am having a baby and have the most wonderful boyfriend ever. So time cures everything and now I eventually got over it. I still asked myself, What my life would of been if I had never comed here to this state?. It has been hard to adapt to this environment but as long as I have peace with my family I am happy. Well this argument helped me understand that I have to learn to adapt to any circumstance. A life can change in a minute and we have to go on no matter how hard it is. Keeping peace is the most wonderful feeling there is. I really don't like to fight unless it is to defend myself. I thank God I have never got into a physical fight and don't plan to ever get in one. I consider myself more as a problem resolver.

Everyone needs their parents attention

I am nineteen years old and as far as I can remember it really wasn't easy to grow up not knowing about life. Growing up is painful when your parents are not there for you as much as I would of wanted. I was born in Guatemala and came here to the U.S when I was three. So that basically means I didn't know anything about my native country. My first language was Spanish, so when I started to go to school I wouldn't understand anything anyone would say to me. I remember being embarrased all the time. My mom and dad enrolled me in a day care after school. I was then later picked up by my babysitter. My babysitter was like a mom to me because she was always there for me. My mom and dad would always work and give me money all the time, but what I really needed was their time and love. I had the freedom to do anything in my early teenage years, but that only led to trouble . I had friends who knew much more about life and taught me things I really wasn't supposed to know at that time. My friends were dealing with problems in their lives that could have led to death. I have always been Christian, so I knew what was right and wrong, but even being a witness you're participating in their acts. My mom later on decided to stop working and dedicate time for me and my dad also.This helped it to make my life better and exiting for me now.