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Dear Ernie, I’m in a state of utter shock and dismay after hearing about the brutal murder of Emitt Till. These actions leave me without words to describe the anger and rage I feel inside that I can’t begin to express. The inhumane treatment of African Americans has forced our people into a state of fear and oppression. The grotesque murder of Emitt Till reflects poorly on not just whites but society and on all races in general. I fear that this murder will have dire consequences for both Blacks and whites alike. Humanity is on a downward spiral and this murder further affirms it. In times like this it is ones instinct to fear for their lives and throw a pity party. Our people have to stand up for themselves and face this tyranny while at the same time reserve good judgment. In the future I will have to be more cautious in public as to not incur the cruel wrath of whites displeased with my behavior. This event has filled me with a resolve to break the shackles that still bind our people to the obligation of satisfying the whites. Rise up and fight for your rights as both a human being and the rights granted to you by our forefathers that founded this country on the principle that all men are created equal. Sincerely, Daniel Butler. this is good Good job Dan! I like the stance you took to write your letter! Also, nice word choices! -Marcy Great job Dan! I enjoy your writing, extremely good word choices. -Evan This was really well written! You used all the right words to describe your opinions - Lauren

“Where is your essay?” “I don’t have my essay today.” Where is it inquired the teacher? “Its gone.” Gone where? Well when I was writing my essay a purple rabid aardvark came and took it back to his burrow. The aardvarks set it on an alter of cheese and began to worship it. My essay became their law and doctrine for their society. However a panda bear that escaped from the zoo went to the aardvark’s lair last night and stole it. The panda chewed on it for a little but didn’t eat it. My essay was left on the ground and it was run over by an ATV. It stuck to the tire and took a ride. It was left on the road after the ATV rider was shot and killed by a bear with rifle. I forgot to mention that the aardvarks who were thoroughly distressed about the disappearance over their sacred doctrine went on a quest to find it. However the aardvarks were ambushed by their arch enemy the armadillos. The head armadillo stole took the doctrine and burned it. The ashes were scattered into the creek near my house. The creek flows into the river, which eventually leads to the ocean. It’s probably in the belly of a whale about now who is headed to Australia. So my essay is on its way to Australia.

“How do you know this?” asked my teacher. “ Trust me.” I answered.

Humans are neither inherently good or evil. A person is born as a life form with no intentions or predetermined mindset. People may say actions are good or evil but this is based solely on point of view. For example in western culture prostitution is looked down and is illegal. People that take part in it are seen as vile and dirty and by some evil. However, in other societies and culture it is both legal and not looked down upon. This affirms that whether a person or action is good or evil is based on point of view. Another affirmation of this is that people have different mindsets of what good and evil are. Religion may play a part and this as well as upbringing. No person can really say what is good or evil because good and evil are just opinions. As for the being born part of it, to say that someone is born good or evil is downright preposterous. No one can judge a person just by knowing that they exist. A newborn has no thoughts and can not function on its own accord. Therefore to say it is evil just does not work.

Max DeWinter thinks about a lot of things when he morphs into a blank stare as he has a lot to think about. He is haunted by his past and he should be as his former love mysteriously drowned in the bay. I don't think Maxim has gotten over that and it still haunts him when he thinks abut it. Of the many things Maxim thinks about the main one is Rebecca's death.

The main thing Maxim thinks about when goes off into a blank stare is the thought of Rebecca coming back from the dead to haunt him and take his soul to the dark side of eternity. He thinks that he will be sleeping in his big bed one night, with a fire burning in the fireplace, his cocker-spaniels in his bedroom, and the new Mrs. DeWinters next to him that he will hear footsteps in the hall. He opens the door and looks around and see no one. Maxim phones Mrs. Danvers and asks if any servants are roaming the halls and she will respond no. Climbing back into his bed Maxim, pulls back over the covers and attempts to go back to sleep. He heres the footsteps again and believes it to be just him hallucinating. "Go back to sleep you fool," he says to himself. "Its nothing but your mind playing tricks on you Maxim." But, the footsteps get louder and he becomes a little more alert. Instead of calling Mrs. Danvers again he gets out of bed, puts on his robe and walks to the door. Opening it, he looks around and sees nothing but his reflection on the polished stone floor. "Thats odd, He says. "I didn't ever think the stone was this shiny." Bending over he inspects the floor." Why is there a puddle on the floor? There isn't anything that could have caused it. No pipes run through here." All of the sudden the water turned crimson red and Maxim let out a cry of shock, as he was thrown from his feet into one of the ornate mirrors haging in the halls. "No!It can't be!"

"But it shall be Maxim." "Rebecca? No that's impossible. You're dead. "I am dead in the physical sense. But, I am not dead in your mind." "No. Leave the depths of my mind. Go, stop this torment!" "But Maxim, does my company not please you? Or would rather spend your time with that idiotic, foolish, clumsy, new wife of yours?" "I may have made a mistake marrying her but leave me alone. Your unearthly prsence is not welcome here. LEAVE!" "As you wish Maxim, good luck with your wife." 'Wait Rebbecca. I'm sorry, I..." "Rebbecca, what have I done?"