… Barbara Huttmann writes about the moving story of an expert on the euthanasia. She tried to convince the readers with taking the law into her own hand as nurse. I disagree with Barbara, but I can not ignore that she did well in her essay to persuade…

… do you feel when you have waiting for something, you really need? What if it was something you could not live without? As member of the advisory board for the hospital, I had to make an emergency decision about choosing one of the three people…

… darkness) This is not happening. Not to me. I can't believe this. Not even a tiny beam of light. Why there are no windows in this basement? Is it too hard to place one tiny little window in some basement, in case of these kinds of situations? (Pause) …

… of a teenager of average intelligence in the third person omniscient. The author does a respectable job writing with such visual and arousing words and phrases so that the readers can better appreciate what the narrator has to reveal. He does this…

… know that he had just found out that the place he had called home for so many years was now in ruins. It was Monday, September 6th when he got the call from his mother letting him know that Hurricane Frances had blown the roof off of their home and…

… the Lakeland Area. <Tab/>It never fails. Every time I am in a hurry, something seems to prohibit me from getting what I need to do accomplished on time. Getting to work is no exception for me, especially working around Lake Morton.…

… for any person to cope with. Some people are fortunate enough to be able to control their disease with medication while other people are in desperate need of scarce organs to survive. Unfortunately, not enough people are willing to donate their organs.…

… in the winter, a person can become depressed after a few months. Some enjoy winter sports, but I am not one of them. The cold and damp seems to penetrate into my bones. Salt and sand from the roads make everything outside look dirty and dreary.…

… been three weeks since I watched Pa beat that Algonquin boy to death. Pa tied his dark hands to the fence post and whipped him until he was limp. <Tab/> <Tab/>Since settling here, some two years ago, at…

… the musky odor of inexpensive incense filled the streets of a tourist inhabited Cozumel. Claire stroked her tattered red hair as she awoke from her daydream. Aside from her frizzled hair, Claire's fortune seemed to be devastated by the Mexican air. C…