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Louie Delk Ms. Michelle Wilson English 101 4th October 2017 Different reasons, Same Cause            There are very few issues that everyone has an opinion on. Sure, one can feel a certain way about anything, but to say they have a thought-out opinion on it would be a stretch. However, abortion is a topic that everyone has an opinion on. Are you pro-life or pro-choice? Do infants feel pain after 20 weeks or is that just propaganda put out by anti-abortion activists? Is being pro-life suppressing the rights of a woman, or is it even a woman’s right to choose? Everyone has his opinion on this topic and I have mine. I am pro-life, bu

Gas Troubles At some remote gas stations, there is no risk for a robbery. It is not necessarily due to the goodwill of the typical customer, but instead because of the combination of the lack of people and impossibility to reach the gas station, and rob it, without creating a stir. Such was the situation of the “Friendly Filler” gas station and convenience store located on a forested Carolina road roughly an hour away from the closest settlement. However, people were not the only ones who had the desire to rob gas stations. Technically, they were, since most other sentient creatures did not have the same concept of what it meant

Nayru's Love Link was not particular with his armor, but he still knew what was comfortable and what was not. This certain set of armor, crafted for him by Mipha, was heavenly. The soft, firm cap with the fin-like tendrils falling on either side of his face, the lightweight, azure shirt with a shimmering silver chain across his chest and silver gauntlets for his arms and the thick-but-mobile trousers with shining, silver boots was perfect for protection, or helping him feel closer to Mipha. The short, one-hundred-seventeen-year-old teenage hero sat on the mountain peak overlooking the shining city in the lake below. He saw the towers where

The Living Myths (BoTW Fic) “Link, Link!” The young blonde shook himself awake and looked into the gem-like blue eyes of Princess Zelda. “You fell asleep again.” The blonde girl said, sitting back into the armchair of her study. “These studies are important, Link. Father says that if we want to learn how to defeat Ganon the proper way, we have to learn the past to protect the future.”   Link groaned and laid down on the ground, shoving his hands into the pockets of his pants. “Come on, Link.” Zelda moaned. “You have to at least try to stay wake. I know these are boring, I struggle with

Chapter V: The Meat of the Mission   Magdalene trained her sight on the spiked herbivore with her borrowed bow gun. According to Sebastian, the syringe-shaped weapon was better for hunting food than her sword. “Less damaging to the meat, but only if you hit the shot the first time.” The ginger said to herself, shifting her weight on the rocky platform she lied across. She breathed gently, focusing the crosshairs right on the chest of the quadruped mammal. The ginger huntress pulled the guns loading mechanism and chambered a basic shot, then pulled the trigger and fired the round. The small shell flew straight and true and punctur