#writtng

Up to you really.

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Colleges often offer different course options in English. If you want to major in English, write fiction, or simply improve your reading and writing skills, students should know that English at the undergraduate level analyzes topics on a deeper level and at lower levels than what was tested in high school. In my opinion, you should use the language component because it is similar to the content in Creative Writing, the focus is provided on the Language component. These kids use their persuasive writing skills in advertising, other forms of technology, and in professional writing rather than for fun. Some organizations may decide to include creative writing in the broader category of composition. Writing for specific audiences is a skill that students develop in language writing programs. Upon graduation, English students can use their critical writing skills in any industry, writing in a variety of tones and accents for a wide audience. It is rare for a student in this profession to obtain a certificate, which further sets them apart from the competition on their resume.

Me

His ice cold fingers caress your face; you have to refrain from flinching away constantly reminding yourself he’s a long lost friend. You can hear his laugh in the air as you shiver or slip on the ice. He’s there making us wrap up warm on those snowy days. The chill bites into your skin the longer you stay with him, but we stay anyway. The days are either fun filled or miserable when he’s around. Your either sick or out in the cold. We fear the time he will leave. For, we do not wish to part with any of our friends.  Although when we say goodbye to him, the Frost, we get to see our friend Spring.

The snow lands softly on the blanket it had laid the night before. Pine trees surround the glade and create a beautiful snow covered meadow, like the kind you find in fairy tales. There was a magical feel about it all. How it seems so calm and untouched by the horrors of the world, maybe it is the last part of the world that has not been reached by evil. Evil, that mankind has brought to this once beautiful, peaceful planet. All it is now is a dumping ground for bodies that have been slain in the battle for power, which is all humans want now. Power, greed and lust eat at them removing all peace. Any good intentions are tainted by power, lust, popularity, fame or riches. All we want is more. Why isn’t what we have enough? What have we done, to this once beautiful Earth?

Looking out at the once beautiful city park, you can see the effects of these long, long years of ruin. The pain behind their eyes reminded me of all that I had been through; many have been through more though. They would have seen the light leave loved ones eyes, seen their children succumb to depression, I do not believe there could be a greater sadness. I have been alone for all of the war but long for someone to save me. Yet I know I will most likely get hurt more, because either they will betray me or they’ll die, seeing as that’s what everyone else is doing.