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Dear Friend, I have just returned from a tragic event. My dear friend, Emmett Till, was found dead on the bank of a river. According to the newspapers, two white men came in the middle of the night and knocked on the door. They forced Emmett outside and into their car where they beat him. When I saw his body today, i was shocked and greatly disturbed. The newspapers did not give the detail needed to understand the state he was truly found in. He was utterly mutilated! His face was terribly disfigured and he had a bullet hole through his head. I could actually see daylight through it! His poor mother was heartbroken and could barely look at him. All of this from just whistling when a white women was around! I can honestly say I am glad I live in Chicago. This city doesn't give us the rights that white men have, but it's still better than in the south. Sincerely, Meghann

Good job! I like how you elaborated on the condition of Emmett Till's body. The adjectives you used give more understanding to how you may feel, however, there were minimal references to your feelings. -Sanjana

This seems to be focused more on the actual happenings than what your reaction would be. Chances are, most people already know what happened. The last few sentences really seemed to convey your shock, however. Great word choices (disfigured, mutilated)-Diana

You summarize the events well, but fail to address your own thoughts aside from last few sentences. -Andy Wolfers

Nice job very realistic! -Marcy

I have a very good reason for not having my homework! It all started yesterday afternoon after school. I had just exited school and immediately had to save a man from choking on a bologna sandwich. Then, a car died on the side of the road, so I fixed the engine so the man could get home. After walking halfway home, James Bond jumped out of a bush along with Harry Potter and Shrek. They needed me to save the world from the Wicked Witch of the West. She was about to destroy all of South America! I had to get into a spacecraft and we were launched into outer space. The Witch's flying saucer was covered in green slime, making it impossible to get inside. We had to clean the entire ship to find the door! Once we climbed aboard, we were greeted by a very friendly flying monkey who took us to the Wicked Witch. Her story was she was protecting the earth from insane hamsters which did seem believeable. She fed us milk and cookies as thanks for eliminating her ship's grimy exterior and then, we were off to our mothership to head home. I was graciously thanked for coming on the mission as I left the craft. It was only after they flew away i realized I had left my homework there! That is why I don't have my homework.

Humans are not born inherently good or evil. People's choices and upbringings are what defines their character. Role models are very important in the way a person acts and carries his or herself. People base their actions on others as they are gowing up. For example, most of the people in Maycomb are racist. This is not an inborn trait, it is a learned behavior. All it would take is someone to break this cycle and make different choices than his or her ancestors, and it would start to disappear. When these people become others role models, changing the views of the people around them. Many people turn to evil just because it is the easier path. Evil has no rules or morals to live by while being a good person requires more effort in some cases. Therefore, no one is all good or evil, but making the right decison is sometimes harder.

Maxim's new bride is nothing like I was when i was living at Manderley. This girl looks nothing like i did. I was a tall, very thin gorgeous lady who had every man in love with me, but I was madly in love with my Max. I was very intelligent and could easily find new ways to entertain myself. I loved that bay to go sailing in as I was quite good at it. I would always have picnics down at the each with Max or in Happy Valley. The valley always looked amazing! It was always so full if life and color. However, I always had a morning routine before going out for the day.

Every morning i would have a full breakfast with Maxim and then head up to the morning-room. I would spend hours writing letters, talking on the phone, and planning events. Then later, I would have a cold lunch before going on the grounds of the mansion. Tea would be a bit later then we usually had a dinner guest in the evening. Everyone always loved to come to Manderley. I was always the perfect host and welcomed them graciously. I was very particular about the sauces on different foods so dear Mrs. Danvers would double check the menu with me every morning. This pet peeve of mine is what made the food so perfect for our guests. These parties and dinner events were what made Manderley what it is today.

I was always a brilliant party planner and everyone enjoyed them. My get-togethers would have no expense spared to insure that the guests had a marvelous time. I would never do the same luncheon or dinner party twice and a few of my grand party ideas became Manderley traditions. Mrs. Danvers would help me with every aspect of it, but I was still managing everything. That lovely woman adored me and both of us can not see how my dear Maxim would have married that child. She does not have the schooling or correct breeding to continue the Manderley traditions and the great Rebecca can not be replaced.