<p>So i have 2 essays that I would appreciate if someone read and corrected for me? I need outside help ... Thank You!!!!</p>
<pre><code>Nine years ago I grew up overnight. It was July 12th 2003. The commotion woke me up. I went down stairs to see my mother standing outside with an ambulance, my father was on a stretcher screaming "get me out of here, I am not leaving!" I was too young to go to the hospital so I ended up at my aunt's house for the day. My mother later returned with the devastating news that my father was not going to return. There wasn't much going through my mind when I heard those words. All I could ask her was she going to get re-married. I wasn't thinking about how my life just changed forever or how I could never see this person who meant the world to me again. I couldn't make sense of it all.
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<p>I dreamed about my father returning home, but even my imagination couldn't fight the laws of life and death. Life wasn't easy from that point on. I was only eight but felt as if I was twenty years old. This forced me to grow up a lot faster then most 8 year old children. It was like the world was on my shoulders. I lost myself that day; I didn't want to let anyone in my life because I felt vulnerable. I couldn't express myself to anyone, it didn't feel right anymore. My mind was all over the place and my thoughts couldn't be put together for a second to speak to someone about this battle I was experiencing. My father was somebody who I could run to for anything. When I was upset he was the one to make everything better. When I lost him I couldn't understand why the world had to be so cold and lonely at such a young age. This experience made me look at everything around me from a different angle. I couldn't live in sadness forever, my father would want me to make him proud and that is what kept me going and got me where I am today.</p>
<pre><code> I had always thought of myself as an independent and strong young girl, but this experience pushed my independence and strength to a higher, more complicated level. I learned a lot about life and myself in general over the next few months. It felt impossible to take things for granted anymore because I was so afraid of losing someone or something so close to me. I never wanted to feel that type of pain again. I learned to respect my life and the people around me a lot more, because you never know what will happen next. I woke up every day, and put a smile on my face even though inside I felt like going insane. This tragedy shaped me. It made me realize I could over come anything life threw at me. It forced me to be strong and live in memory of my father.
My father's loss brought me life lessons that I now use everyday. I am learning how to connect with others around me, and even read someones emotions, without any use of words. I extremely understanding and allow people to confine their secrets within me. I respect people's hardships and understand life isn't easy for everyone. This made me realize I would love to be the person that could be there in the hardest times for people. Life for me as a young girl would have been simpler if I knew there was someone who I could run to, that would keep my secrets and just let me express my sadness, anger or even just the memories I shared with my father. I believe this challenge pushed me to be who I am today. The more challenges you have in life the more you will grow, and gain knowledge. The death of a parent will change a child forever, but you can't allow it to break you. Everyone will have his or her own way of grieving and I choose to use this to my advantage.
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<p>*<strong><em>if anyone can help me with a creative title for the above essay ? *</em></strong>
and here is number 2 !!! (for a different school)</p>
<pre><code> Rescue Ink changed my life.
Rescue Ink is a vital and important addition to the city of Long Beach, New York. Rescue Ink believes no animal should be killed just because they have no home or no owner. As a no-kill shelter this shelter has tons of animals brought in all the time for many different reasons. I have always wanted to help these animals. It was 11th grade when I finally decided to look into volunteer work. These animals need people willing to give them the love they lack. They didnt choose to live this life they got casted into it. I wanted to show these animals that they are safe. I decided to step up and make a difference for them.
I believe Rescue Ink is a place that gives them hope, without this shelter many of the animals would have been put down, many cats would be running the street and owners that dont deserve to have a pet would still own one. When you walk threw the door all your other emotions are left outside. This was a very positive change I made for myself because I was very stressed at the time. Volunteer work has changed my life. I love being able to go to the shelter and see the dogs roll over on their belly so I can pet them, or the cats purring around me while I am in the cat room. The best part about being a volunteer is coming in the next time and realizing some animals have been adopted out into a new family and are beginning their new life.
Since joining the Rescue Ink team I have learned a lot about myself. I learned to be more responsible. I made it a priority to show up every week to tend to these animals for a few hours, and when I am finished, I feel wonderful. I look forward to it, even if it is only cleaning a kennel or scooping the litter box. They say the best things in life are free and this is one of them. It is a reward to be a volunteer, you get to see the impact you are making, as well as many smiles. You feel the warmth in your soul from doing something good and you cant help but feel proud of your self. It is a great pleasure to give my love and time to these animals and I am ecstatic I made this decision to get involved because I now know this is something I would love to do for the rest of my life.
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